Drew this as an answer to an ask over on my Hero of Time ask blog, so here’s the blank version!
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iiiiif I ever decide to be active here it’ll probably be to move Dark’s blog again tbh
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just some tiny lore tidbits for my Dark !!
01. In most cases, he is not named. Ganondorf initially addressed him as ‘creation’, then later as ‘boy’, and very rarely as ‘Link’. He was never Dark Link to Ganondorf, it was Navi who first gave him that title. It’s likely only Link and Navi know him as Dark Link specifically. To Dark, being called Link made him feel as if the hero was the true impostor, further building his hatred for the Hylian. ooc note: Ganondorfs I write with are more than welcome to disregard this and have Ganon call him Dark Link from the get-go if they please, I don’t mind at all!
02. As previously mentioned, Dark has a life-long grudge against the Sheikah. Post-OoT, he spends his days hunting them for sport, growing more familiar with their tactics and more ruthless in his disposal of their tribe. He is partly responsible for their dwindled numbers in the Twilight Era, only stopping his spree after being sealed in the Cave of Ordeals.
03. Dark Link’s only memories from Link are the times the hero felt fear, in any form, during his youth. As a result, Dark himself houses many of these same fears that his opposite has. This made it difficult to work alongside some of Ganon’s forces, like the ReDeads and Dead Hands, and he’s still unsettled by their presence.
[ Oh, BOY – there’s a new Ocarina of Time Ganondorf in town ! I will admit to creating this purely because I’m shipping trash, and my partners enable me, BUT… if you’re interested in interacting with this power hungry tyrant, please give this post a like / reblog. <3 ]
as always there’s only like a 15% chance I’ll actually do these, but anyway...starter call? lengths will vary!
a Ganondorf: *on the dash* Dark, rising dramatically from his urn: d a d???
“Nothing is quite as beautiful as someone who has survived losing everything and still has a tender heart…”Anonymous
ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤 ❀ 𝔹𝕚𝕠 ❀ 𝕍𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕤 Art by myself ❀ Promo by eternalworks
I’VE NEVER UPLOADED THIS PIC!!!!!! HERE’S A BOY
LIKE // REBLOG if you’re interested in interacting with Ganondorf, from the legend of zelda! Back from hiatus with extra muse, extra verses, and maybe if we cross our fingers extra art!
Dark: I enjoy the desert Dark: *has no eyelashes, can’t see well in bright places, would probably get blown away in a sandstorm*
@formidavi liked for a starter
“I am not afraid of SHADOWS –”
An unsurprising revelation; as if a warrior of her caliber would feel frightened by something as simple as the night. Shadows were nothing but an element, though one easily made useful with proper training.
Regardless, he was not here to startle her with cheap tricks.
It was a more serious encounter than that.
“Of course not. It would be childish otherwise; your KING expects more from his favorite.” Though perhaps not his favorite any longer [ a thought the shade reveled in ]. The woman had become quite a nuisance, and now she had forced their hand. So here he waited, the stone cold beneath his knees — one last obstacle set between her and the remaining Iron Knuckles. Failure was not an option given to him.
“— You still follow your King...do you not,” he questioned, chin inclined in challenge, daring Nabooru to admit her guilt, her betrayal.
MUSE AESTHETICS: HORROR EDITION.
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CLASSIC.
black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism.switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. paranoia. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South. the American Northeast. England. analog cameras.
CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.
aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.
GOTHIC.
gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows.crows. milk-white skin. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books.
PARANORMAL.
malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static.flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.
SLASHER.
bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones.improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.
THRILLER.
daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes.paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. suspicion. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance
You’ve got GUTS. I think I like you.
independent nabooru rp blog - multi verse & multi ship - written by Lissa
♡ + music, now it's your turn to tell ME what the music for this dude is about XP
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Dark Link and music have always had a strange relationship. Music was something he was shown early on, before he’d begun his training, and it remained a common occurrence when living with his master. He’s very familiar with traditional Gerudo songs, and is one of the few in Hyrule who still knows and can perform them in the Twilight Era.
While he does have an ear for music and the capability to sing, Dark has never held any particular interest for it (in later years, he even resents it); because for all his knowledge on the subject, he fails to understand. The emotion it provides to its listeners and performers is lost to him, and it shows when he attempts to recreate the sounds. While perfect, his music is hollow and soulless. Worse is that he knows it is, but has never been able to change that.
In modern verses, he’s quite a talented singer, but many wouldn’t know. Despite his ego, he hates performing, especially if he’s the only one in the spotlight; it takes a lot of pushing and prodding from family to make him agree to it. As a result, music is something he tends to stray away from. He favors no genres, except maybe instrumentals — they can’t force him to sing with those.