#llu writes

[languagelvlup]

i wish i hadn't written directly in my textbooks smh

i have so many friends who are starting to study the same language as me and whenever they ask if they can borrow my books i have to be like "yeah but all the practice exercises are already completed sry"

[skyrim-forever]

Yo Eve, my darling, give me a moon for the fall themed asks. Share all your secrets with me. <3

Hello Winter my queen <3 I would be glad to answer this!

🌙 moon: do any of your OCs have dark backstories or secrets they’re trying to keep?

This is going to be for Theodora as she is by far my most fleshed out oc.

Oh boy, so to start, Theo's parents were a pirate, her father Ricardo Viticius and a noblewoman Kassandra Ves. Her mom ended up running away with her dad when they fell in love, getting disowned from her family and breaking off her semi-arranged marriage. Her father had spent his life before meeting her as thief and eventually becoming a pirate, particularly raided slavers ships along the Coast of Morrowind and Black Marsh.

Theo was born off the coast of Senchal in 4E 177 26 Last Seed. Around two years later her mom goes overboard during a storm in Abeacan Sea. Theo does not remember anything about her and she finds even talking about her uncomfortable. Other women who try to be mother-figures to her cause her to lash out at them.

Ricardo never fully recovers but he is determined to be a parent as he never knew his own father. He decides to move permanently back to Anvil, the city he grew up in. Since the war destroyed the city, the East Empire Company has invested and made the city sort of a company town. Ricardo sees how their greed harms the city and how only the higher level officials have any measure of a good life; this causes him to focus his criminal enterprise against them. So Theo grows up with the backdrop of crime war. A lot of her youth was spent learning to fight and prepping to take over her father's work. Although some would say this was no life for a child, she thinks very highly of her dad. He kept her away from the very dangerous stuff, but he respected her and taught her many things about all of Tamriel due to his extensive travels.

Things come to ahead when mercenaries hired by the company head succeed in killing him, her uncle Elo Man-llu (uncle Elo is highkey my fav, iconic dunmer), and many of the crew. Theo is around 14 when this happens and she chooses to live with her friend Phy in Valenwood as they are very close and she's visited her often. They stay there until 18 when they leave for the Imperial City to try to make money and get revenge on the man who killed her family. Due to her father's criminal past (as well as him being a Great War draft dodger :P), her inheritance is seized by the Empire. She joins the Thieves Guild and becomes an Arena fighter in an attempt to gain fortune. Eventually she joins the Legion in Skyrim due to a bargain. The Empire gets the Dragonborn's service in exchange for clearing her father's name and her inheritance.

From ages 16-27, she heavily copes using alcohol, sex, fighting, and occasionally drugs (though that's more of Phy's thing). Most of it is coping with losing her father and uncle, the two people she looked up to the most, but there is also a lot of coping with the fact she's never had a mother and much of her childhood was surrounded by violence and tension. It's sort of a numbing the pain problem. She also has a tendency towards men who are terrible which include, but aren't limited to; a skooma smuggler, a Morag Tong assassin, and a married local official who funds her arena career! This gets a bit better once she starts doing Dragonborn duties mostly because she has less time to self-destruct. Originally she ran from it, only after the events of Dawnguard does she accept it and allow it to give her purpose. Though the newfound fame and expectations become difficult.

And the biggets secret she is trying to keep is orginally that she's sleeping with a Thalmor agent, and then that she's in love with said agent :P

Sorry for writing you a novel! Thank you so much for asking this question! There's a lot of thought put into her that I don't get to explore in fic because the Ondolemar brainworms haha. I just like them so much together you know :P

[twisted-sickfics]

if anyone also likes he//llu//va boss, i definitely wouldn’t mind writing for it 👉👈

[its-vanillash]

I'm rewatching B99 and I thought about skz as b99. so here are my fav B99 moments as Stray Kids -ᆺ- (don't ask me why, I was really bored and I love this tvshow)

Han : rules were made to be broken.

Chan : they were made to be followed. nothing is made to be broken.

Han : uh piñatas?

Felix : glow sticks.

Han : karate boards.

Felix : spaghetti when you have a small pot.

Han : rules.

•••

Hyunjin: you know, you can't spell "independent" without "dependant".

Seungmin: and you can't spell "go f*ck yourself" without "f*ck you" !

•••

Binnie: hey guys, I just discovered a new drug. it's called "your relationship" and I high on it.

*minsung confused*

•••

Changbin: hey you should just run. going to meetings, writing stuff down, you love that nerd stuff.

Chan: writing things down is nerdy? what do you do?

Changbin: I just forget stuff, like a cool person.

•••

Chan: Han, we need to talk.

Han: I know, you're not mad, you're just disappointed.

Chan: I'm actually both mad AND disappointed.

Han: What? you can't be both. you're either mad dad or sad dad, pick a lane!

•••

Han: I love you. so much.

Minho: aw, I love you so much too.

Changbin: *appearing between them* I love this so much.

•••

Han: I wasn't hurt that badly. the doctor said all my bleeding was internal, that's where the blood is supposed to be.

•••

Felix: if I run and leap at Binnie, he will most certainly catch me in his arms. Coming in! *runs to changbin*

Changbin: NO I am holding coffee !! *drops the mug and catch him*

•••

Han: I gotta go *gets up to leave*

Hyunjin: Aren't you forgetting something?

Han: uh... *kiss on the forehead*

Hyunjin: No! pay your bill! who raised you?!

•••

Chan: I seem to have sent them a digital ph*llus portrait.

Felix: a digital ph*llus portrait ? what is that? oh no, you sent them a d!ck pick.

•••

Han: okay I know this tone. here comes petty Seungmin.

Seungmin: nah b!tch, I'm not getting petty.

Han: you just said "nah b!tch" !?

•••

Chan: what did you say ?

Jeongin: don't say it again.

Seungmin: I said you two need to bone.

Chan: How... dare you Seungmin? I am your HYUNG.

*5min later*

Chan: BONE!!!???

*10min later*

Chan: what happened in my bedroom, Seungmin, is none of your business.

*21 min later*

Chan: bOoOoOoOoOonNnNeE?!

*40min later*

Chan: don't ever speak to me like that again.

Jeongin: *whispering* why did you do that?...

Seungmin: dude was pent up. now he knows. problem solved.

[myflamingredbobsled]

i watched the entirety of he/llu/va boss (censoring so the piranhas dont get me) yesterday w friend and wife mainly so i can get more clarity for when its main series comes out next month.

Viv & brandon are such cowardly writers and creatives. Viv is too stuck in her millennial deviantart fanfic writer mentality and brandon still thinks hes writing for middleschoolers who arent allowed to watch tv unsupervised. Just no evolution from either party. Just feels like the show is made to make each other laugh, and not in a charming way either, especially considering its content.

The humor, while claiming to be "edgy," or "daring," never wants to show its teeth. A lot of things are pulled back, or censored, or not pushed or exaggerated enough to be funny. I can understand that its probably precautionary due to how trigger happy youtube is about that kinda thing, but I feel like a lot of this comes from how unconfident they are with writing in this style, despite it being the main thing they write actively. Its predictable, boring, and done better & funnier through other indie projects even.

The show very much shows its inspirations on its sleeve and not much else. The most i can call it is "eye candy," and thats me trying reallly hard to find something nice to say about it. Theres a lot of obvious writing flaws or misses present in the show. I think it would benefit from a 3rd writer to balance out the dynamic. Obviously, i dont expect professional tier writing, and what theyve accomplished so far is impressive. Thats all anyone says about the project. And i think that says a lot.

All the characters are the same, aside from overt gimmicks. It feels like theyre fans writing preexisting, more complicated characters. Again, very much not confident in what theyre trying to do. Because of this, the characters are not engaging & the emotional aspects fall flat. I dont even really remember most of what happened in it a day later. Just very very lame.

[navibluebees]

So this clan lets make one up called the shaden clan dark and unknown to the other na'vis the sky people don't even know it exist so its unknown when the shaden clan leader found out y/n was pregnant with a different species of na'vi (y/n is a snow/winter na'vi that nobody knows exist her mate is a Metkayina clan na'vi.) The shaden clan leader find y/n and her mate in her pod he killed y/n mate with a spear in his chest y/n sit there sobbing whimpering looking at the shaden leader soon enough she was being tortured because of her crime that she made they removed her eyes with a knife making her blind forever kicking her legs enough that she can't stand up much longer they stabbed her legs her arms then they hit y/n ankle when she was forced to stand up they kicked her ankle hard enough making it hurt feeling like she twisted it later on she passed out until she was waken by waves of water she couldn't see everything was dark she heard that sounds like a llu she can only touch she smiles still exhausted y/n hears something loud waves in the wind the llu was in front of a ship you can hear the great mother telling her to get on she struggles getting on the ship when she did she gets on her knees touching the ground it feels odd different next thing she knows she hears yelling her ears pin back someone said put your hands up she hears a click of a gun she immediately put her hands up she can speak English only a little bit she knows someone come behind her putting on the cuffs she whimper shaking because of the pain eyes closed she understand english she heard someone said 'go she is injured' then they dragged y/n away whimpering prying to the great mother that they won't hurt the unborn child in her stomach question is what would the recom team do to the blind pregnant na'vi? Let's wait and find out shall we.

Hi, friend~ I really appreciate your support and you sending an ask to my box, but I won't be doing this one. It feels too violent for me, and I don't think I could get in the best headspace to write it. Thanks for your understanding. 💙

[lalunaunita]

Yami’s Cloak - Part III

Please enjoy my first Black Clover story!

Summary:  Vanessa fixes Yami’s cloak on a whim, and suddenly life is different. Yami can’t quite figure out what’s going on. A story in four parts.

Rated: Teen for language

Part I here Part II here

“Finral, let’s go.”

Yami glared at his subordinate in expectation of complaint, but Finral simply stood, nodded, and opened a portal to the Capital.

“You’re coming with me.”

Another nod.

“You have to bring me lunch.”

“Yes, Captain.”

Okay, this was getting intolerable.

“And pick up some toilet paper at the market while you’re at it. A lot of toilet paper.”

Finral’s mild expression didn’t change as he nodded once more. Yami gave up with a shrug.

“Alright then...we’re going.”

Vanessa watched the two men step through the glowing portal and found she couldn’t help herself. With the cloak...the new hair...Yami needed one more thing. Her thread magic connected just before Yami’s back completely disappeared.

As their boots touched down on the cobblestones of the Capital, Yami and Finral both looked at Yami’s arms in surprise. Was he wearing sleeves? Yami felt at his arms and ribs. This shirt had buttons. He hated buttons. It had a collar. He hated collars. Yami gripped two fistfulls of fabric and pulled. The shirt shredded instantly, revealing his familiar A-cut undershirt beneath. Yami nodded, satisfied.

The softly fluttering shreds glowed, rose, and arrayed themselves around Yami. Then they attacked. Yami felt uncommonly like a sausage being shoved into a casing. The collar throttled him as it attempted to button itself around his thick neck. Face reddening, Yami yanked at the shirt again. It came apart easily, but the telltale glow of magic brightened and the pieces once again came together. Three more tries produced the same result.

Damn, that is some persistent magic, Yami thought, chest heaving as the shirt slithered over his torso and recreated its seams and folds.

He turned to Finral and threw up his hands, despairing. “I’m already late. I can’t believe she did this to me.”

Finral, dumbfounded, nodded in agreement.

Yami ducked his head and muttered, “Alright, shirt, I’ll compromise. You can’t button all the buttons; I’m dying here.”

The shirt released the two top buttons and Yami breathed in deeply. But it slipped neatly into the waistband of his pants - a counter offer. Yami accepted the bargain.

“See ya in three hours,” he growled, not looking back to see if Finral heard him.

The Capital felt unusually peaceful today as Yami made tracks to the castle. It irked him. People stared at him - they always did - but the ki was different. Something was missing. He’d gone three blocks before he realized their gazes held no fear. He’d always assumed their fear and stress had to do with the dangers to the kingdom. It never occurred to him that being in the presence of “the Foreigner” and the leader of the worst Magic Knights Squad caused such a strong reaction. Yami’s scowl deepened and he felt a ripple of fright in the ki around him. Good, they should be afraid. He had a hair hex and a homicidal shirt. It was not a good day to cross him.

Somehow, Yami made it into the Conference Room ahead of Jack, Rill, Fuegoleon and whoever the latest Purple Orca captain was. He stared Silva down as he took his usual seat next to Charlotte. Her ki was off, too. He didn’t know what to make of that, so he crossed his arms and fumed. Feeling confused always made him angry. Vangeance wore a half smile and Yami lifted his chin in acknowledgement of the other Captain.

With the entrance of the remaining Captains, their meeting was underway. As usual, William led the discussion, which centered around recent skirmishes at the border of the Diamond Kingdom.

“...our scouts found several ways through the border, which is disturbing,” William informed them. “It hasn’t been secure, and it’s likely the Diamond scouts noticed it, too. We can shore up the weakest points with increased patrols, but we need to conserve strength for domestic issues as well.”

“Trap magic,” Yami interjected.

“What’s that?” asked Fuegoleon.

Yami uncrossed his arms and leaned his chair back on two legs. “Set trap magic alerts, like a picket fence across the border. They don’t have to be actual traps, we just need them to trip in time to warn the nearest patrol - and preferably, a team of reinforcements back here at the Capital.”

Yami steeled himself for ridicule and doubt. Nozel, and the others too, always shot his suggestions down the moment they left his mouth. The only time they listened was on the battlefield, in the heat of the moment, when their own plans had failed and they were out of options.

He was shocked to see heads nodding all around the table.

“Good idea, Yami,” William replied. “I’ll tell the Wizard King and we’ll move on this immediately. You have a member who’s good with traps, don’t you? He could collaborate.”

A fleeting feeling of belonging washed over Yami, confused him, and pissed him off all over again. He refolded his arms and shrugged.

“Do what you want.”

---

Charlotte walked next to Yami as they left the Conference Room, her normally porcelain complexion a vivid pink.

“Are you sick or something? You’ve been red for like, an hour,” asked Yami.

“I’m fine,” Charlotte muttered, looking off to one side. “Did you change your hair?”

Yami sighed gustily. “It’s hexed. I guess I’m going to have to figure out some kind of cure. Who the hell hexes a man’s hair?”

Charlotte glanced up at him and smiled. A tiny dimple Yami had never noticed before appeared in one cheek.

“It doesn’t look that bad. Maybe you can keep it if it doesn’t get worse.”

Her ki completely mellowed in that moment. Oddly, it was exactly the same as when they fought the Kingdom’s enemies. Yami stared into her pretty blue eyes, momentarily lost.

“If you say so, Prickly Queen.”

Charlotte’s expression stiffened. Her ki snapped back into the familiar feel he associated with Charlotte Roselei. She quickened her pace and swept past him into the street.

“Until the next time, Yami Sukehiro.”

Part IV here

[lalunaunita]

"Wh- where am I?" Bob asked as he opened his eyes, surrounded by bright light and mist. A gentle chuckle answered him.

"I'll give you three guesses, but I think you already know," a warm voice replied.

Bob looked up, right into the source of the light. He expected the brightness to hurt, but his eyes adjusted easily, comfortably.

"It's heaven," he sighed. "I'm home."

Bob looked down at himself, his familiar long fingers just the same as they'd been in life. He had on his favorite old pearl-snap button-down shirt and a pair of worn-out jeans more comfortable than any he'd worn in his life.

Something shifted the air behind him and he glanced over his shoulder, startled. An enormous pair of luminous white feathered wings stetched behind him.

"Whoa," he muttered, at a loss for words, and reached up to run his fingers through his familiar red afro.

"So what now?" The voice asked. "Welcome, welcome, what would you like to do? You served me well in life. Is there anything you want to pursue for yourself?"

Bob paused, thoughtful. Anything? He shook his head, smiling to himself. He'd been blessed with heaven on earth. If it isn't broken, don't fix it.

"How about painting?" He suggested shyly.

The voice breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so glad you said that. There's just something about how you do clouds... they're better than my own. Do you think you could give the sky a try?"

As a child I would constantly point out that clouds look unreal and as if there painted onto the sky, draw the one who paints on the clouds.

[lettersleftunsent-blog1]

You make it so hard to fight for you

-in the end i chose to fight for myself

[morgombie]

(influx of questions incoming cause i'm curious, feel free to answer as few or as many as you want haha) Hey Izzy, who is your matesprit? What are they like? What do they do? Do you guys have a good relationship? How long have you been together? How/where did you meet? How did your relationship start?

"Wow, you ▽ctu▽lly delivered--th▽t sure is ▽ good few questions. But since you so gr▽ciously took the time to write this much for me, I might ▽s well humor you."

"My m▽te's n▽me is L▽▽llu Imv▽n▽. He owns one of the most popul▽r clubs this side of the city. He's ▽bout ▽s rough 'n' tough ▽s ▽ny purple would be, ▽s well ▽s religious. He h▽s ▽ w▽y with words, ▽nd is very good ▽t comm▽nding ▽ttention ▽s well ▽s respect--even from someone ▽s n▽tur▽lly defi▽nt ▽s I ▽m, h▽h▽~. Th▽t's prob▽bly why I felt red for him in the first pl▽ce. But don't get it twisted--I'm not one to be comm▽nded."

"△s for our rel▽tionship, I ▽dmit it's somewh▽t... complic▽ted. He likes to be in ch▽rge ▽ll the time, ▽nd while I do ▽dmire him for th▽t, it c▽n sometimes put ▽ d▽mper on things. He gets ▽ll m▽d when things don't go his w▽y, ▽nd he doesn't like to listen when I bring it up, but we're working on it or wh▽tever."

"We've been together for ▽booout... two sweeps now, ▽nd we initi▽lly met not long before then. I c▽n't remember where it w▽s we met ex▽ctly, but he took ▽ liking to me ▽lmost right ▽w▽y--he just didn't try getting rom▽ntic until l▽ter. I h▽dn't been outside the c▽verns for long by the time we met, so he kind of took me under his wing and showed me how things worked in the big city. I le▽rned ▽lmost everything I know ▽bout this pl▽ce from him. △t some point, though, he ▽sked me out on ▽ d▽te ▽nd i ▽ccepted... then we h▽d ▽ few more before eventu▽lly becoming m▽tesprits. I'm sp▽ring you the det▽ils for s▽ke of time, but we just h▽d ▽ very norm▽l first st▽rt."

"Things ▽re good... Or ▽s good ▽s they c▽n be."

[languagelvlup]

the woes of trying to get good study aesthetic pics when i have horrible / mediocre-at-best handwriting

[lalunaunita]

This is it! My Miraculous Big Bang story!

Under the Veil: Alea Iacta Est

by @lalunaunita

The anonymous gladiator Ladybug is a fierce fighter, matched in skill only by her partner Chat Noir from Gaul. They are owned by the Emperor Hawkmoth, who keeps a school of gladiators in Rome. She has risen through the ranks in her six years in the arena, intending to purchase or win her freedom from Emperor Hawkmoth one day. Chat Noir, the seventh son of a nobleman who governs a Gallic province, is the only person Ladybug trusts. Their partnership and success as gladiators makes them celebrities, but they are also owned by their ludus (school) and therefore have low status. Ladybug and Chat Noir are joined by the Volpinae, two sisters with a reputation for being as sly as foxes in the arena, and several other gladiators. Things change when Emperor Hawkmoth announces his betrothal to a beauty from a tribe at the outskirts of the Roman Empire. Why is Ladybug suddenly so desperate to escape?

Read it here || with art by k8eroseg

[decembercamiecherries]

I just can't stop thinking about: killugon - frog Okay, I'll stop bothering you now :)

You’re not bothering me at all XD thank you for being so interested in my writing! This takes place between Heavens Arena and the Phantom Troupe arcs, when Gon and Killua are visiting Whale Island.

-o0o-

“Do we really have to?” Killua grumbles and Gon has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself from smiling.

“Yes, Ki-llu-a. Aunt Mito won’t let us back in the house if we’re covered in mud like this.”

“But it was your idea to try catching frogs,” Killua retorts. “Why do I have to be punished?”

“It’s not a punishment.  It’s just a hose to wash you off before we go inside! Here.” Gon holds out the hose, water already pouring out of the opening and pooling on the grass under his toes. “Feel it. The water’s not even cold.”

Killua takes a hesitant step forward. Then another. Gon waits patiently until Killua is within range, then yanks the hose up and into Killua’s face.

The shout of pure, unfiltered rage Killua makes is enough to have Gon falling to his knees in a fit of laughter. His laughter is cut off as Killua tackles him to the ground.

“You’ll regret that, Freecss!” Killua hisses with flashing blue eyes and Gon snickers, knowing he never will no matter what revenge Killua attempts to take out on him.

[telehxhtrash]

Thinking about someone flirting with Gon post-reunion and Killua preparing himself to sulk but Gon just goes "oh, sorry, im already taken!" and Killua has a full breakdown trying to figure out what tf hes talking about (Gon obviously means Killua!)

oh my GOD I LOVE THIS !!!! i love these two idiots being hopelessly in love with each other but completely oblivious HAHAHA - and I love Gon considering that him and Killua are dating when Killua thinks his love is unrequited. they’re both so dumb.

i got a bit carried away with this hzhjfdbgjk enjoy my dumb messy writing !!!

It was mildly infuriating watching people shamelessly hit on Gon in front of Killua. Not that the boy cared, obviously. It just felt... unfair seeing Gon smile so brightly at strangers. Focus his entire attention on someone other than Killua.

Ok. Maybe he was a little jealous.

The girl's terrible attempt at flirting had been going on for a little too long, and frankly, it was embarassing to watch. Way too confident and way too pushy.

But what if this was something Gon liked ? After all, Gon had always been this bright, open, outgoing boy, and it'd make sense that he'd settle for someone like this. Someone that represented everything Killua was not.

He could feel the knots in his stomach tighten at the thought.

It looked like the girl decided to try her luck, all bright smiles and small giggles, as she asked if she could have the pleasure of showing Gon around town.

Here it was. The moment Killua feared. The moment where Gon would leave Killua behind to go enjoy some sightseeing with the blonde-haired girl. He looked at the ground, subconsciously holding his breath and bracing himself for the imminent feeling of heartache that would crash onto him -

"Oh, sorry, I'm taken !"

Huh !?

What was Gon talking about ?! 

"I'm very flattered though !" the islander beamed.

Honey eyes met ocean blue, Gon's smile igniting each parcel of his skin until he couldn't contain the red hues threatening to color his cheeks. He hated the fact that his best friend's smile could so easily turn his stomach into a fluttery mess.

Killua couldn't stop the words from coming out of his mouth as they turned around, leaving the girl behind. He needed to know.

"Who were you talking about ?" Killua studied Gon's eyes, looking for any faint hint of who the lucky person might be.

"Mmh? Not saying !" Gon laughed.

Of course. It wasn't like Gon was under any obligation to share this part of his life with Killua. Of course he'd want to keep some things to himself. Killua was an idiot for thinking he was entitled to an answer-

"And here I thought you were supposed to be the smart one, Ki-llu-a !" the boy giggled, a playful smile gracing his lips.

Killua's head jerked up, his index ready to flick Gon's forehead. How could he call HIM an idiot, when he was the one having trouble adding 2 and 2 together ?! But just as he was about to scold the teen, the next thing he felt was Gon's hand grabbing onto his, and a soft, fleeting press of lips on his cheek.

Oh.

[lockefanfic]

Hear me out: Into the Nayeon-verse. OC has group sex with Business Trip Prequel Nayeon, BT Cop Nayeon, Karaoke Nayeon, White Silk Nayeon

oh my god multiverse shenanigans

(literally googled “Nayeon collage” and found this lol. bottom left is BT prequel Nayeon, top left is BT Nayeon, middle is Karaoke Nayeon, top right is White Silk Nayeon... now I need to write something for bottom right lol... maybe for Phase 2 of the LLU - Locke Literary Universe lol)

[bluesunsdusk]

Jack/Tel and Nelos/Llu

Send me a ship and I’ll rate it from a scale of 1-10 and tell you my thoughts about it

10/10 on sad dads being not sad anymore. Whenever I talk about to people, I end up just being like wow Tel loves Jackson so much you guys.

8/10 with floof, because Llu muse has been really out of it, but it’s a quality ship that would be really fun to pick back up if Llu got his shit together and would let me write him, even though he’s been reworked since the start of the ship and it’s difficult to tell if the new version of him would work the same way.