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This is the village of Nukumori no Mori, or, in English, the Forest of Warmth, in Shizuoka, Japan. People say visiting it is like jumping into a Studio Ghibli movie.

I also got this very sweet art of Nuit from @DoeTheBro1 on Twitter! 

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I am afraid I have nothing new for you so here is an old design for a mushroom man

For years I had this rainbow dash minecraft skin, and 10 year old me thought it was so cool that I turned my skin into a character a drew her

10 years later, and she looks like this now. (Art without doggos under the cut) (click for higher quality)

This is my TOTK, Zarak.

He is very tired, and he would like a hug. (Backstory contains spoilers so it's under the cut)

Slumbering in the unforgiving depths of Hyrule, lies a whisper of a legend. Frequent explorers of the Depths may have seen a hunched, shaggy form dragging itself through the darkness. Those who collapse may remember a figure towering over them out of the haze, before waking up, healed, under the light of the nearest chasm. Explores caught in fights with monsters have reported a huge, maned creature, latching onto their attacks with tooth and claw and dragging them, screeching, into the darkness.

Due to these encounters, a mythos has began to swirl around this creature. Some say it’s a benevolent spirit of The Depths, rescuing outsiders and keeping the population of monsters at bay. Others believe it is simply a new, more deadly monster. To be avoided at all costs. Many have gone looking for the strange creature, though none have gotten far enough to find a trace of it.

Zarak is the keeper of a broken secret stone, and the last truly living Zonai. He is older by far than any mortal creature in Hyrule, the only living creatures to equal (or exceed) his age being Ganondorf and the three great dragons flying above Hyrule.

Zarak has made his home in the depths, of an old Zonai temple. His home is small, yet cosy. He spends his days roaming the depths, searching for Hylians in need of help. He sees protecting Hylians as his duty. He has long had time to adjust to his new body, hobbling on all fours rather than trying to stand on two legs.

He attempted many centuries ago to swallow a secret stone, and join three of his friends in the sky as immortal dragons. His friends succeeded. However, Zarak was only able to swallow pieces. They were sharp, and cut his throat. His body began to twist in awful ways, the pain unbearable. Crystalline spikes sprang from his back, huge horns weighed down his head, forcing him into a constant hunch. Three of his legs grew and stretched, with talons, leaving only one arm as it was before he changed.

He shies away from the light cast into the depths by the dragons when they fly through.

He cannot bare to look up and see what could have been.