Fierce Deity - Blog Posts

oooOOoo colour, so scary...

Sorry for always being inactive guys! Have a Fierce deity doodle.

aLSO! thanks for almost 500subs! im really feeling the love! i might finish this drawing if we reach that milestone!

Og sketch below!

Sorry for always being inactive guys! Have a Fierce deity doodle.

aLSO! thanks for almost 500subs! im really feeling the love! i might finish this drawing if we reach that milestone!

Og sketch below!

A proper reference for Oni since I realized I didn't actually have one for him.

While making this I had to study the Skyloft style clothing and it's actually pretty interesting. Almost everyone is wearing this sort of poncho cloak thing with baggy clothes covered in intricate patterns that I tried to emulate. I also made sure to specify the locations of the markings on his body, obviously not as many as his demon form, but still plenty there.

So in Majora's Mask, I read somewhere that the reason Link screams when putting on masks is because he's experiencing the pain the character went through before their death, so I thought it would be interesting if he saw some of the things the Fierce Deity did when putting on the mask. But because in my au Oni isn't dead, just sealed away, they're able to talk in Link's head except the connection goes both way so Oni also saw some of the shit Link went through. Unfortunately the visions only show the bad things(neither know this) so Link only saw the horrible crimes and Oni only saw the bullying Link went through and figured they were the same, having also gone through bullying for being different than the others around him.

Realize at this point in his life, Oni has been sealed away for who knows how long with only his thoughts, so he is very much not a stable person, and is making Link very uncomfortable despite trying to relate to him by making himself look like his child self(they're in Link's head and he's a powerful demon, who's to say he can't shapeshift?).

Also Majora's Wrath is the one that slashed Link's eye with one of its whips, and in a panic he used the Fierce Deity mask, inadvertently letting Oni take control of his body.

wanted to draw oni with his normal hairstyle and not looking like he's feral, but still unsure what type of clothes to put him in so he's just wearing a night shirt that's way too big for him

hopefully i managed to make his hair look similar enough but still unique

fierce deity origin au art of this post though i did change the eyes from red to cyan to differentiate from the face markings

demon oni's design since it's hard to see in the background

Shared a thing I'm writing with my friends and it sparked some what if thoughts of "What if there was some being that actively hunted the Links? And was very capable of killing them?" and I suggested the Fierce Deity. This resulted in me having to explain what that is and realizing that there's not actually much lore for it, excluding the manga, so now for me the idea has spiraled into this.

Basically, now what if even after the war with the gods, demons still remained in hiding, waiting for their King to return from his seal. But now that Demise has been killed, they've become susceptible to normal weapons and not just to holy power and the Master Sword. Even then, their rage drives them out of hiding to kill the ones responsible, which in their eyes, is literally any living thing they come across.

Enter Oni, the self proclaimed Demon Prince; no other demon's been strong enough to dispute this. He emerges from the volcano and has been on a destructive path towards the Hylia Statue, where Demise had been sealed and where a small settlement has been trying to grow. Link and Zelda hear rumors of Oni approaching and go to confront him, the only ones strong enough to fight him.

A brief excerpt of what it might be like, plus a vagueish description of Oni:

'There had been rumors of a pale white monster covered in strange patterns with long hair like a mane, along with massive horns and fangs. But standing there, with its back turned to them, the Demon was much more humanoid than Link was expecting. A familiar shape. Its voice was grating as it turned to face them, "You are the ones who slayed our King? Left us vulnerable to your pathetic mortal weapons?" its blood red eyes narrowed, in stark contrast to the rest of its body.'

(not said there but the horns are the colors of fierce deity's sword because oni rips them out of his head to create it. then when he's done shoves them back in :])

Somehow they defeat him(after he monologues of course), but after the burst of light fades where Oni died, was an unconscious kid. Basically a smaller, like 10 years old small, and more human looking version of Oni. Pale skin and pure white hair, the strange designs on him are still there but not as many as before, and metal-like nubs where the horns were. He's basically naked because Oni was wearing those like big weird samurai pants I don't know how to describe uh if you know Terra from Kingdom Hearts yeah those.

Anyways, Link and Zelda are VERY confused at a child resembling the demon they just killed appearing out of supposedly nowhere. But they're nice enough to go over and pick him up off the hard ground, wrapping him in the sailcloth Link carries with him all the time. The motion wakes the kid up though, and at the sight of the two he immediately imprints on them like a baby bird. Yeah they're now accidentally parents to this demon child yay. Luckily the kid has no memory of being a demon, only knowing his name is Oni.

There's more I could talk about but that would end up as me rambling just some random ideas.

I wrote a fic about the fierce deity! I enjoy his character in a lot of other fics, so I figured it'd be fun to try writing him myself. I'm not all that experienced a writer, at least not with fiction, so constructive criticism is very appreciated! Just like,, don't be mean I'm still learning.

(Abyss)

I wonder what it’s like—to become nothing more than a mask.

lol I finished this at like 2:30 AM. Just another rough-ish sketch bc I wanted to do somethin digital. It maaay or may not be finished later

Everyone's favorite deity

Read an au about if link got stuck as the fierce deity after majora's mask. And he just kinda closes himself from the world and gets sad lmao.

I love it though.

It's called "The Tale of the White Devil" on ao3 incase anyone was wondering

for all of you who didn't got their fav Link in the first poll :)

⠀𐔌 . ⋮ in your arms .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

ʚ fierce deity x fem, goddess! reader ɞ

synopsis: bound to your duties as deities, you would have never imagined that it would be the very thing that would have torn you from your lover.

genres: angst, romance.

content warnings: violence, indirect mentions of war.

word count: 604 words.

author's note: the fierce deity's true name is 'Agnarr' in this fic while reader is called 'Iduna' but y/n is her true name.

‎‧₊ ─ masterlist .ᐟ ༘

You’re thrown back harshly causing the wind to leave your lungs, a dull ache spreading through your back.

The dust settles and Agnarr walks calmly to you, face void of emotion and you feel your heart tug painfully.

He is no longer the Agnarr you once knew—yours—and instead who stands before you is the man known to many as the Fierce Deity.

"Iduna," The timbre of his voice reverberates through your ears and your name upon his lips lack his usual warmth and endearment. "There is no love in war."

Your bottom lip trembles, eyes glossing over with unshed tears as you heave a heavy breath. His pale eyes trace your figure as you stand shakily, stepping into his space.

Raising a shaky hand to cup his cheek, Agnarr allows you to as his body melds against yours, warmth mingling as his hands fall to your waist automatically, his fingers gentle against your skin despite the rage burning in his eyes

"Agnarr, come back to me please." You murmur brokenly, your thumb gently caressing the red marks of his cheek.

He and you stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything

No reply graces your ears as his grip gently tightens and you know you've reached a point of no return.

"Then so be it." It's soft, pleading and he feels his heart catch, his anger and thirst for blood waning.

But it flares once more, smoldering embers of rage burning furiously as your eyes begin to glow, a familiar hue to that of your eyes shining around him.

He realizes it too late.

He's stepped into your sealing circle.

You bite your lip, drawing forth godly ichor to drip from your lip before you're pulling his lips against yours.

The familiarity of your lips against his forces Agnarr to pause momentarily, his body melting against yours automatically like all the times it's done before.

A bitter ache spreads throughout his chest.

A small part of him wishes he had killed you all those nights ago, on that fated and cursed night.

Yet he knows, he wouldn't have it any other way.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Your glow intensifies and Agnarr feels his physical body burning.

It's searingly painful with how it wraps around him gently like how you would embrace him so lovingly before the war broke out.

Agnarr surrenders himself to your light, having been bested by the woman he loves and he allows himself to relish your embrace for the very last time.

Your lips are soft against his, painfully so, as he holds you a bit tighter. He feels your tears roll down your cheeks as his heart aches with longing.

"Agnarr, I love you so much more than you know." You whisper softly, kissing him harder, more desperately, before you're both engulfed in a dazzling light of gold.

┊ ੈ✩‧₊*°࿐ྂ。

Your eyes fly open and you're immediately hit with a wave of exhaustion, but you pay no mind to it as your heart aches.

You feel empty with his absence and you begin to cry, "What have I done?"

They're uncontrollable, your tears, as you shout to the world with agony at the loss of your lover.

Fate was cruel and order was unkind, the punishment his and the blame your own.

You weep and the world acts as the audience of your tragedy.

"Forgive me, Agnarr," You sob. "Forgive me for being so blind."

Your admission is fill with pain, a tragic melancholy engulfing your heart as you clutch a wooden mask, its blue and red markings so painfully familiar.

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Part Five of the Zelda Tesselation Project!

Majoras Mask has such a unique vibe compared to other Zelda games- it's definitely near the top of my to be played list! (I know a lot of theories/lore about this game but I have yet to play it lol)

Which game should I do next?

Linktober day Six! Since the prompt is Mask I figured everyone would go Majora's mask but here's a Lorulean Fierce Deity concept! I know the Fierce Deity isn't technically Hylian but figure I can make a Lorule concept of him if I want! Anyways I like to think he's built more for speed and less like a tank like the OG fierce deity is

Another good fic. This time the opposite spectrum.

I really hate Hylia. My dislike will suffocate her, I swear.