Artistic Rendition Of The Scare I Just Got In Skyward Sword

anyway, back to my random zelda thoughts

what if collecting the dragon tears was you collecting pieces of zeldas soul so you can bring her back instead; the image of a blankly staring ghostly zelda floating randomly on the map is so neat, cant talk to her, no flashbacks, just you collecting pieces of your best friend faintly hoping theres a way to return her while you dont even know what had happened

>:(

Mine would be sobble, the wet little fuck

Random art things because I'm hella bored.

I feel like with the new ~fandom drama~ or whatever going around, I should re-introduce my favorite theory of fandom, which I call the 1% Theory.

Basically, the 1% Theory dictates that in every fandom, on average, 1% of the fans will be a pure, unsalvageable tire fire. We’re talking the people who do physical harm over their fandom, who start riots, cannot be talked down. The sort of things public news stories are made of. We’re not talking necessarily bad fans here- we’re talking people who take this thing so seriously they are willing to start a goddamn fist fight over nothing. The worst of the worst.

The reason I bring this up is because the 1% Theory ties into an important visual of fandom knowledge- that bigger fandoms are always perceived as “worse”, and at a certain point, a fandom always gets big enough to “go bad”. Let me explain.

Say you have a small fandom, like 500 people- the 1% Theory says that out of those 500, only 5 of them will be absolute nutjobs. This is incredibly manageable- it’s five people. The fandom and world at large can easily shut them out, block them, ignore their ramblings. The fandom is a “nice place”.

Now say you have a medium sized fandom- say 100,000 people. Suddenly, the 1% Theory ups your level of calamity to a whopping 1000 people. That’s a lot. That’s a lot for anyone to manage. It is, by nature of fandom, impossible to “manage” because no one owns fan spaces. People start to get nervous. There’s still so much good, but oof, 1000 people.

Now say you have a truly massive fandom- I use Homestuck here because I know the figures. At it’s peak, Homestuck had approximately FIVE MILLION active fans around the globe.

By the 1% Theory, that’s 50,000 people. Fifty THOUSAND starting riots, blackmailing creators, contributing to the worst of the worst of things.

There’s a couple of important points to take away here, in my opinion.

1) The 1% will always be the loudest, because people are always looking for new drama to follow.

2) Ultimately, it is 1%. It is only 1%. I can’t promise the other 99% are perfect, loving angels, but the “terrible fandom” is still only 1% complete utter garbage.

3) No fandom should ever be judged by their 1%. Big fandoms always look worse, small fandoms always look better. It’s not a good metric.

So remember, if you’re ever feeling disheartened by your fandom’s activity- it’s just 1%, people. Do your part not to be a part of it.

I drew a little something for the Hiveworks micro comic summer~

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Just finishing watching a playthrough of Mouthwashing and I love the part where nothing bad happens to Anya :)

EVERY TIME SOMEONE MAKES A COMIC ABOUT OOT

THEY MAKE ME SAD

HOW DARE YOU

but also it hurts in every way that matters

The saddest part is that even though he returns to his childhood, at least in one timeline, that innocence he lost will never return. OoT link really just loses no matter what he does

ocarina of time: adulthood

My Ratmortal

An ode to my beloved, the wererat. This is how I want our first meeting to go.

Don't like, don't read

AN: Special fangz (get it, coz Im ratfikk) 2 my rf (ew not in that way) ratven, bloodyratz666 4 helpin me wif da story and spelling. U rat! Ratsin ur da luv of my deprzzing life u rok 2! RATCR ROX!

Hi my name is Jenny wereratty M and I have short ebony black hair (that's how I got my name) with rat grey streaks and rat tips that reaches my shoulders and icy brown eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amrat Way (AN: if u don't know who she is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Gerat Way but I wish I was because he's a major ratting hottie. I'm a ratpire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I'm also a witch, and I go to a magic school called MIAD in America where I'm in the seventh year (I'm seventeen). I'm a rat (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Rat Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black ratset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirat, pink ratnets and black combrat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and rat eye shadow. I was walking outside MIAD. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my rattle finger at them.

"Hey Jenny!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. The Wererat!

"What's up Wererat?" I asked.

"Nothing." he squeaked shyly.

But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.

AN: IS it good? PLZ tell me ratz!

Chapter 2.

AN: Fangz 2 bloodyratz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop flaming ma story ok!

The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I opened the door of my ratden and drank some blood from a bottle I had. My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my ratden and took of my giant RATCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a penratagram necklace, combrat boots and black ratnets on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy rat.

My friend, Natasha(AN: Ratven dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long shoulder-length golden blond hair with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eyes. She put on her Maratilyn Mratnson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)

"OMRG, I saw you talking to The Wererat yesterday!" she said excitedly.

"Yeah? So?" I said, blushing.

"Do you like Wererat?" she asked as we went out of the MIAD common room and into the Union.

"No I so ratting don't!" I shouted.

"Yeah right!" she exclaimed. Just then, Wererat walked up to me.

"Hi." he chirped.

"Hi." I replied ratily.

"Guess what." he hissed.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, Good Rat are having a concert in Likewise." he sqeuaked to me.

"Oh. My. Ratting. God!" I screamed. I love GR. They are my favorite band, besides RATCR.

"Well…. do you want to go with me?" he bruxed.

I gasped.

Ceila put a lot of effort into manipulating Sam. She should have just put the dimension tear in water and stuck it in the freezer.

Light and Tears my Twitter: https://twitter.com/wood_dorr