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starrysorry · 4 days
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Wanted to practice some dynamic poses. Originally intended only to be sketchy, but it got out of hand and here these are
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gia-d · 4 months
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May I present to you, a completely out of context sketch based on a fun little something @not-freyja and I have in the works. 😉
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lele5429 · 3 months
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I cannot describe the kaleidoscope of emotions I got from reading @not-freyja ’s “References” before bed time after a long day of academic work.
So I’m going to process this with drawings. This is my first “large scale”-ish fan art project.
Again, if you’ve not read Freyja’s brilliant 19k chapter, go have a wild ride!
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triforce-of-mischief · 10 months
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we've got your back, lu fandom ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
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drlessy · 1 month
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Your art is so cute <3! Makes my day better whenever it crosses my feed. If you’re feeling up to it, and want to, request for some Four? (Split or whole). Have a wonderful day!
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FOUR of you guys literally asked for Four, so, HAHA :3
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sraksha · 11 months
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Sky jolts up from his fitful slumber. It was the usual nightmares again. You'd think he'd be over this by now. Zelda is safe. He knows this. And yet, the dreams persists. Sighing, he stands up. He needs a moment.
The smith watches him go. He could tell the knight was shaken, but didn't deem it necessary to bolt right after him. That would only stir up the rest of their brothers, and he was sure the Skyloftian didn't want that kind of attention on himself right now.
After a while, the smith gets up to nudge awake the next person for the watch. "I'll be right back." He says. The smith doesn't have to explain himself. He does this sometimes, disappearing to who knows where, but he always comes back unscathed.
He finds the knight a little ways off camp, curled up in a ball. "Hey." He calls softly. "You alright?" Sky startles a bit. "Yeah- Yeah, im okay. I just-" He chokes on a broken sob. The smith can see the slight tremble of his brother's shoulders. After a moment of hesitation, he raises his sword.
Sky can see a flash of light through his closed eyelids and hands covering his face. Next thing he knows, there's not one, but four bodies pressing up against him.
"It's okay." It's a voice he knows, if ever so slightly different. "We've got you." A slightly higher one adds. Now, normally Sky would've whipped his head up at the flash of light alone, but something tells him he doesn't need to. Not this time. He trusts those words. And he knows they speak the truth.
Im not a writer, but i wanted to try a bit fancier way to tell you what occurred in my head when my two brain cells collided and i started drawing this lol
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1esor2 · 1 year
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Happy 2023 ya’ll!
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kikker-oma · 8 months
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Hello! I was wondering if I could request something. (Your art is beautiful and Ilysm)
So what if there’s an instance in battle where it’s best that four splits? Let’s say…time and twilight are exhausted and terribly hurt so Four splits and each color surrounds them on every side to protect them while they try to heal each other?
Thank you! 💜
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HUZZAH!
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thenmichael · 8 months
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I love him sm
Based on the four swords manga
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dragkbluire · 4 months
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Finally I finished this and I decided to open requests :D
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This one was a very hard one but I couldn't be happier with the final work. 4 days on this drawing (5 hours on the background and like 16 on the colors)
CLOSE UP!!
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libr-0-cubicularist · 13 days
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Doodled The Guys instead of facing responsibility. Ya know. The usual.
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skyward-floored · 2 months
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Febuwhump collab day 12 — semi-conscious
This one’s been on ao3 for a bit I just sort of forgot to put it over here XD This one was suggested by @zeldathusiast, I hope you all enjoy!
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No specific warnings apart from a mentioned kidnapping/being held captive, and a bad headache.
Today’s lovely art
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“He has to be here somewhere, right? That tip we got said he’d be here, but maybe they were wrong, Dad kept being vague on where he got it so I don’t know if we can totally trust it, and we should be prepared to get out of here if it’s a trap and if it was wrong we should plan to check that other—”
“Green, we’ll find him, alright?” Twilight reassured for the fifth time in as many minutes. “Don’t worry.”
Green’s mouth clicked shut, and he gave Twilight a tiny nod.
Twilight watched him turn away, the shadows under his eyes more prominent in the harsh artificial lighting they were sneaking past, and felt a familiar squeeze of worry at the similar expressions on the other colors’ faces.
Four had been split almost a week now, and with Red gone missing during a fight, he couldn’t reform.
Four had never been apart for so long, and that along with the panic of not knowing what was happening to Red, he was acting more and more strange, the remaining pieces of him veering more sharply towards what they represented.
Green had been getting more jittery, obsessing over Red’s whereabouts, and acting overly protective over the other two, which was driving them both crazy. Vio had turned to research and often closed himself away, poring over what information they had, and Blue would blow up at even the smallest slight, face red with tears in his eyes.
Twilight could only imagine the state Red was in.
The behavior grew more severe with every passing day, and while nobody said it, as they watched the colors fall apart they all silently wondered how long Four could even be split.
Did he have a limit? Was he nearing it?
And if he reached it..?
Nobody wanted to find out, and their efforts towards locating Red had only gotten more desperate as the days ticked by. All of them were worried and frightened on Four’s behalf, and Twilight knew he wasn’t the only one who was thinking back to that first terrifying week when Sky had gone missing, and stayed missing.
But Time had finally gotten some information that narrowed down where Red could be, to only a few places as compared to the entire city they’d been scouring before.
Which is why Twilight was now sneaking down a harshly lit hallway with a handful of his brothers, trying not to be consumed by worry while they searched.
“We close?” Twilight asked, and Legend nodded, gesturing to an upcoming split path.
“He should be in one of these hallways somewhere, but they’re pretty long. It might take us a while to actually find him,” Legend said with a frown. “...With time we don’t have. We should’ve brought Wild.”
“Well it’s too late now,” Blue snapped from beside him, his hands tightening into fists. “Why didn’t you think of that before we left?!”
“Well sor-ry, Wild’s checking that other place with Dad and Wind, twerp, I didn’t know we’d need him,” Legend snapped back.
“Guys, knock it off,” Twilight said sharply. Good grief, we’re all running on way too little sleep. “We’ll just split up into groups of two.”
“There’s five of us,” Vio pointed out.
“I know that Vio, I meant you and Legend and Green and Blue can pair up, and I’ll go by myself.”
“That seems like a bad idea,” Vio continued with a raised eyebrow. “Aren’t you always saying it’s better we stick together?”
Twilight took in a steadying breath at his snarky tone, ignoring the urge to be sarcastic in return. “Yes, but not in this case.”
“Why don’t we three just go together, and you and Legend team up?” Green suggested, and Twilight and Legend exchanged short glances.
“...No. Better we do duos,” Legend said, and jerked his head towards a hallway. “C’mon. Let’s get going. Come with me Blue, Green and Vio can check the opposite end from us. Twi can check the other hall.”
Twilight nodded when nobody argued, and they all split off, Twilight grateful that Legend would be able to see all of the colors from where he was.
There had been an unspoken rule as of late not to leave any of them alone. Not with how they’d been acting.
Twilight ran down his assigned hallway, peering through every door that had a window, and opening the ones that didn’t. They’d “borrowed” a keycard to use to get into the facilities, and managed to make copies so they could all get past the doors.
Twilight methodically checked every door, working steadily down the hallway. His worry grew the longer he didn’t find any sign of Red, and he picked up the pace, looking more frantically. He was nearly at the end of the corridor, and there’d been no sign anybody was down this way.
Are we sure that info was real? he thought as he approached the very last window in the hall. Mom hasn’t contacted us yet, so her group hasn’t found him... or maybe it was all faked just to give us false hope...
Twilight looked inside, and relief washed over him, intense and thick.
A little figure sat huddled against the wall inside, red clothes bright against the dull color of the room. His blond head was pressed to his knees with such an air of sadness that Twilight’s heart ached, and he quickly ran to the door.
It slid open with a quiet swish, but the figure didn’t move even with the sound, or when Twilight stepped inside.
“Red?” he called.
That made his little brother’s head snap up to stare at him, eyes wide and startled. His gaze landed on Twilight’s face, and his expression turned even more surprised, Red letting out a gasp as he jumped to his feet.
“Twilight!” he shrieked, and bolted, throwing himself into Twilight’s arms with a sob.
Twilight hugged him back just as fiercely, Red crying into his shoulder, and he quickly clicked a button on his radio four times, the signal they’d all agreed to use for “I found him”.
“We found you Smithy, you’re okay now, I got you,” Twilight soothed, his shirt steadily growing damp. “It’s okay. Are you hurt at all?”
“N-no,” Red hiccuped, face still pressed to Twilight’s shirt. “Th-they mostly left me alone, I d-don’t think they even wanted a-a hostage.”
Twilight squeezed him tighter. “I’m so sorry Red.”
Red didn’t reply, aside from another hiccuping sob.
Twilight knew they should get going, but he couldn’t bring himself to make Red move just yet, so he held him a little longer and just let him cry. Red’s louder sobs eventually petered out, and Twilight gave him a comforting pat on the back as Red finally sat up a little, still sniffling.
“Twi, is e-everyone else here?” Red finally asked, letting out a hiccup. “I-I don’t want to be separate anymore.”
“Yeah they came, they’re close by,” Twilight reassured, and Red visibly relaxed, though he still looked upset.
“It was awful being away from them so long,” he whimpered. “It felt...”
He swallowed and didn’t continue, and Twilight gave him a squeeze.
“Well if we want to get you back together, we should get going,” he said, and Red eagerly nodded, wiping his sleeve over his face.
Twilight helped him up, and then turned into a wolf, gesturing for Red to hop on. He gladly did, and they ran went back the way Twilight had come, opting less for sneakiness and more for pure speed. Twilight didn’t want Red to have to wait a second longer than necessary to be back with the other parts of himself, and he loped down the hallways as fast as he could without slipping on the shiny floors.
Red in turn clung tightly to his fur, his head not quite buried in it. Twilight could just barely feel Red’s tears dampening his fur as he sniffled again, and his stomach clenched, even with the relief pounding through him.
The part of Twilight, the more wolffish part of him that longed to protect had been going haywire all week, and even now that he had Red secure on his back, it still bayed for justice.
Twilight ignored it. He was pretty sure Red’s captors were long gone, and going after them now wouldn’t be productive in any way. Even if he wanted to demand answers as to why they’d grabbed a nine year old and locked him in a room for a week.
No. Red safe and secure on his back was plenty for now, and as he firmly told himself that, the wolf began to calm.
Though he knew it wouldn’t completely settle until they were all back together and safe at home again.
Twilight turned a corner near where he and the rest of the group had split up, and Red sat up and shouted, pointing excitedly down the hall. The rest of the colors were already making their way towards them, but they all zeroed in at Red’s shout, relief on all three faces.
“RED!” Blue yelled, and all three of them bolted, Red leaping off Twilight’s back and crashing into them with a happy cry.
All four of them began chattering simultaneously, asking questions and crying and in Blue’s case, giving Red a punch on the arm that wasn’t as hard as it could have been.
Twilight smiled in relief as they huddled together, turning back into a human, and realized that the rest of the team they had brought was coming up behind them, Legend Hyrule and their mother all looking extremely relieved.
“Red— never do that again,” Green said as they hugged, and Red nodded rapidly.
“I won’t! I won’t, it wasn’t even on purpose, they just grabbed me, a-and I couldn’t get away, and nobody heard me yell,” Red said in a watery voice, and Vio gave him a soft pat on the head.
“Well you’re okay now, you don’t have to cry,” Blue grumbled, but his arm didn’t leave Red’s shoulder.
The colors didn’t talk any longer after that, only hugging a few moments more before they began to glow, unable to wait a second longer to reform. A pulse of multicolored light shone around the hallway, bouncing off the pale walls, and Twilight had to look away until it began to dim.
Four stood alone, his eyes closed as the last of the glow faded away.
Then he doubled over with his hands clenched to his head, face twisted up in pain. Twilight darted forward and caught him before he fell, and Four whimpered in his arms, eyes squeezed tightly shut.
“Four, hey, what’s wrong?” Twilight asked, trying not to panic.
Four flinched at his words, and the sound of the others running up as well, and tried to curl into a ball, still clenching at his hair.
“What’s wrong with him?” Legend asked with wide eyes.
“Four, are you okay?” Hyrule asked, and Four only let out another whimper.
“Give him some space,” Malon said, and they slid back a bit, giving her room to kneel by Four. She placed a gentle hand on his back, and rubbed it as Four let out a pitiful groan. “Four? Honey are you okay?”
Four only groaned again, and Hyrule scooted over and set a glowing hand on his head, eyes closed in concentration. But he withdrew after a moment, gaze slightly bewildered.
”His head is fine, I didn’t see anything,” he said, and Twilight frowned.
“Did they do something just to Red then?” Twilight asked, trying to keep his voice calm and only partially succeeding. “That would hurt him when he merged?”
“I don’t... think so?” Hyrule said. He sounded uncertain though, and wrung his hands a bit.
“Seriously? We would have noticed if they’d done something,” Legend shot at Twilight.
“How do you know?” Twilight answered just as sharply. “It might not be physical!”
“Well maybe he’s just—”
“Boys shh, you’re hurting him,” Malon said a bit sharply, and they went silent, another quiet whimper from Four the only noise. “Four? Can you tell us what’s wrong?”
Four dragged his eyes open, and Twilight stared, the normal blue of his eyes completely overrun by jagged swirls of red, green, and purple, blue scattered throughout. As he watched, the red got larger, and Four flinched, once again slamming his eyes shut and falling mostly limp in Twilight’s arms.
“Four, we can’t help unless we know what’s wrong,” Twilight tried, running a hand through his hair.
Please Four, can you give us something?
A few long moments ticked by, Four’s shaky breathing the only sound in the bright hallway. Finally Four breathed out, the noise hitching in the middle, and his fingers tightened in his hair.
“T-too— much,” he finally bit out, voice hitching and wavering. “M-Memories, different—”
Four pressed his head tighter against Twilight’s chest, his breathing trembling. He let out another small groan, and Twilight ran a helpless hand over his hair as he tried to curl himself up even tighter.
“Oh. I get it,” Legend said quietly, and they all looked at him inquisitively. Legend sighed. “Look, he was split all that time, right? Normally getting back together is no big deal for him, even if it’s been a little while. But his experiences as Green, Blue, and Vio this time were so vastly different from Red’s that when he reformed...”
“...all of those stark different memories got put in one head,” Malon finished, and ran a gentle hand through Four’s hair again. “Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry.”
Twilight wasn’t sure if Four even heard her, with the way he was curled up in a ball, hands still clenching at his head, face screwed shut in a wince.
“Can we help him?” Hyrule asked, and Malon looked uncertain.
“I don’t know, hon. It looks to me like he’ll just need some time to adjust,” she said, gently running her hand through Four’s hair. “Is there any way we can help, Four?”
Four didn’t say anything in reply, but he gave a tiny, pained shake of his head.
“We should get him home then, right?” Twilight spoke up, trying not to sound overly worried despite how fast his heart was still pounding. “If he just needs to adjust. He’ll be able to rest better there, and we need to get out of here anyway.”
Malon nodded, and Twilight scooped Four up into his arms, relieved his brother was fairly lightweight. Four curled into his hold, face still drawn with pain, and Twilight held him tight as they worked their way back towards the exit.
Somehow zero alarms had been triggered by their presence, and Twilight was starting to suspect the place had been abandoned what with how silent and empty it was. The fact that that meant the people who’d kidnapped Red had basically abandoned him here all alone was enough to reawaken the protectiveness in Twilight’s chest with a snarl, and this time he only half-heartedly reeled it in.
For their sakes, they had better not show their faces again anytime soon.
“Tw-i..?”
Several minutes of the trek had gone by before the whisper came from Twilight’s arms, and he looked down at Four, still limp in his hold.
“Yeah bud?”
“Thanks,” Four whispered into his shirt, and though he didn’t elaborate, Twilight knew what he meant.
“You’re welcome,” Twilight replied gently, and Four tucked his face against his neck, the pained creases on his face slightly eased.
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gia-d · 6 months
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I keep thinking about this idea, where the Chain meets Four last, but they meet him when he’s split into the Colours. And it’s all the same except the big secret isn’t that Four can split, but the fact that Colours are all just parts of a single person. The colours don’t want the Chain to think that he’s a freak or cursed, so they stay separated while they travel with the Chain. Of course the Chain is trying to figure out which one of them is Link and which ones are just the tag along identical brothers. It’s an ongoing debate with many a bets placed, but the Colours just change their answer or come up with a new ridiculous excuse each time. Legend would probably have his suspicions tho. Then something happens and the Colours are forced to merge into Four and it could go either two ways:
1. They merge in front of the rest of the Chain and the big secret is revealed, followed by a lot of reassurance that they don’t think he’s a freak,
Or, the objectively funnier option:
2. They merge while the Colours are separated from the Chain, and don’t get a chance to split again before they catch up, and in a moment of panic, Four introduces himself as the Colour’s older brother, Link, and that the portal sent his younger siblings back home. Four then has to keep the secret that is he actually all four Colours combined and has been travelling with them the whole time, and that he can split back into them at any point. Add into that the drama of being forced back into one body after so much time apart and having to readjust. Legend is still suspicious.
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lele5429 · 2 months
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Red is telling you to give yourself a hug!
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Here’s a fun project I’ve always had in my mind. It’s the season of stress. It may always seem to be. Midterms, deadlines, work duties, taxes?
Remember you are stronger than anything that comes your way, and you deserve happiness and love.
💞💞💞
I thought about making this because my college advisor has been abusive, and a few (like, more than 3) more senior students under her mentorship have had to take a leave of absence due to stress and trauma caused by her. I really want to support them, and I hope I’ve been doing a good job in real life.
So I thought I’ll do something similar in LU fandom. I am thinking about making this into a print matrix (rubber stamp equivalent) and I will pull prints. I haven’t figured out the details, but I think I will be happy to send these prints out as postcards if anyone thinks receiving a self care note from Red can make their day a bit better. Stay tuned for more details.
A few notes on source images and copyright:
The drawing of Red is my own art, and the cover is composited in Canva with licensed stock elements and fonts.
The two quotes, in their original form, are:
"Be faithful to that which exists within yourself." — André Gide
"When admiring other people’s gardens, don’t forget to tend to your own flowers." — Sandbar Khan
Many thanks to @not-freyja for an additional quote (lifted from a rather different context, oof, it still hurts) and for suggesting that Four’s last name is Smith.
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triforce-of-mischief · 7 months
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subtle system things that four does!
i hc four and the colors as being 5 separate people, 4 when split :D
randomly scowling and saying "shh." the chain thinks it's a vocal stim but there's actually a color who needs to shut up
very quietly hissing a color's name when nobody else can hear (an alternative to shushing)
letting a color speak with their voice when he's alone, then secretly panicking when he talks to another link while his voice is still stuck on a different pitch
having different stims, food preference, and mood depending on which color is influencing most at the moment
promising a color a treat if they behave, then getting frustrated if they disappear right before he gets it
getting overstimulated by too many colors talking, yes, but also sinking into major depressive episodes because "it's too quiet"
not responding to "four" right away because he's trying to unmuddle the colors
letting the colors sign their names beside his if the signature isn't for some important legal thing
being grateful for the chain because it feels natural to use 'we/us' pronouns and they just assume he's talking about the group
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ena-113 · 1 month
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Revivaln't
Wow, villains can sure talk. It's been- uhhh
Seven minutes.
Thanks Vio. Seven minutes that Dinky Bitch here has been monologuing. Much too long. Please get to the point good sir-
He is nowhere near good.
Tolerable s-
Still no.
Sir.
Fucker.
pfft- 
"And well.. I have the means to bring your dear shadow back from the dead." 
Four zoned back in at that line with a slow, slow blink. 
Four sighed. 
He took out his journal and pen. 
Opened to the second page, as the first was full, and made a single tally mark. 
Closed his book with a snap, and put it away. 
All without breaking eye contact. 
"283." 
If Dark Link could, he'd be sweating buckets. He twitched at every sound and actually flinched when four talked. 
"That's how many times I've been offered such a ridiculous thing." 
Off to the side, seemingly from the ground, muffled laughter could be heard. A being emerged from Four's shadow. 
"Dude!" Shadow said, then almost broke into cackles, "I'm right here! Been here for a while now!"
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this has been sitting in my docs collecting dust for a while now. It feels incomplete and i wanna do more with it, but... the brain juices ain't flowin. If anyone wants to continue it, go right ahead.
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