#lore with llama

[quietbrushstrokes]

I present to you: My babies! This is an alternate universe in which instead of narinder being the one who waits, It’s leshy !

Leshy is the bishop of chaos. With a name like The Bishop of Chaos you’d think he’d cause some, no? Well, In this universe, he does.

He causes so much, in fact, that his siblings chain him up in purgatory. Narinder had proposed death as a solution, but Shamura shut his idea down fast.

‘How could we kill our own brother?’

Wrong choice, Shamura.

Or maybe, right choice?

Now, employing the help of the last llama, he intends to regain control of not only dark wood, but every other realm. While causing a little chaos, ofcource.

(Yes I know the llama has the crown and weapon out, it was for aesthetic reasons dammit)

More beyond the break If you want more details on the au ⬇️

Our llama, now tasked with assassinating all of the bishops, decides this path is not for her. She doesn’t want to kill them. But She doesn’t want to be killed either. She starts her cult. Through old tombs etched into stone in each bishop’s domain, She learns the past of the bishops. Each bishop was born for good, Narinder the bishop of life, Heket the bishop of harvest, Kalamar the bishop of health, Shamura the bishop of peace. Each one turning to evil. Narinder the bishop of death, Heket the bishop of famine, Kalamar the bishop of Pestulance, Shamura the bishop of war.

Leshy’s tomb is etched out, and unreadable, but there are fragments of words. Chaos and order being the only readable words.

She knew what she had to do.

She meets with ???, the mystic seller, who informs her that to reform a bishop, you need god tears, but they must be defeated first. And be willing.

One by one, she takes down the bishops, and invites them to stay at her cult. Each one declines, so she locks them in a small area of their domain. She visits daily, bringing food, water, and kind words. The bishops slowly warm up to her, and each one begins to slowly feel indifference to their old ways. She soon gets her hand on god tears, and begins reforming the bishops. One by one, she restores peace. Until Leshy. As the bishop of chaos, he has no want for order, for kindness. He was also betrayed by the llama, who used their own crown against him.

Durning this time, She finds out what’s truly up with leshy from the other bishops. He was never born for order, never born for good. He was born as a normal Darkwood worm, and found the crown. It gave him power like nothing else, and he loved it. He fought with the crown for more of its power, corrupting it with his greed, making himself the bishop of chaos.

This all culminates in a final Battle. All of the reformed bishops fight with the llama against Leshy, weakening him until they can get him to stop fighting. Once he is weakened, they show him how life could be. He submits, and is turned into the bishop of order, and his crown returned.

The llama, now without a crown, and no longer a bishop, has completed her journey. She knows she did the world a justice, and rejoices in the fact she reformed a world so set in its ways when they couldn’t see the wrong they had done.

….and that’s all I’ve got so far- I’m not sure if she dies, lives on as a normal mortal running her cult, maybe the bishops grant her immortality? I was also tossing around the idea that the bishops donate a bit of their power to create a crown for her, making her the bishop of something? Maybe the bishop of wisdom or perseverance or something? I never got that far.

I don’t know if I’ll continue this au, but I had this cooking in my brain soup, and figured I could pour out a bowl to sample. I might draw the reformed bishops later on if I get bored. This was fun to brainstorm though!

[radicalrobotz]

i like hungry lamu but he is going to be the next freddy fazbear in the kitchen for me

[you-remind-me-of-the-babe]

Good Morning!

I’ll start with some tags because I haven’t seen any posts yet this morning. Throwing out some no pressure tags to some folks in case you’d like to share something: @fatalfangirl @whatevertheweather @cutestkilla @facewithoutheart @artsyunderstudy @thewholelemon @hushed-chorus @raenestee @bookish-bogwitch @moodandmist @ileadacharmedlife @ivelovedhimthroughworse @aristocratic-otter @nightimedreamersworld @martsonmars @youarenevertooold @cosmicalart @valeffelees @toonysart @shrekgogurt @iamamythologicalcreature @whogaveyoupermission @athenapitch @run-for-chamo-miles @mysterioussheep @wellbelesbian @captain-aralias @rimeswithpurple @prettygoododds @orange-peony @leithillustration @alexalexinii @blackberrysummerblog @j-nipper-95 @larkral @ic3-que3n @tender-ministrations @forabeatofadrum

I’m working on chapter 9 of Depth of Reason. We’re kicking it off with Penny and Simon out to lunch catching up after the events of chapter 8. I’m putting the snippet under the cut for spoilers so if you aren’t up to date with this fic, proceed with caution.

“Baz and I kissed after everyone left,” I say, grinning despite my best efforts to stay cool.

She squeals so loudly that several people turn and look at us. “Nicks and Slick! Are you serious?”

“Yes,” I say, keeping my voice low in hopes she’ll mimic my volume.

“So are you, like, together now? Are you still his social worker? What about his case?” She reaches her hand across the table and takes my hand in hers. Her enthusiasm mixed with concern is palpable.

“Not his social worker anymore. I put him on Ana’s caseload.” She nods her approval. “And I suppose we’re together? I dunno, we haven’t really labeled it but we have been…spending a lot of time together,” I say carefully, sipping my water and trying hard not to blush. I’ve always had a difficult time talking about my (previously barely existent) sex life with Penny. (Not that we’re having sex yet, but the point still stands.) It’s like talking about sex with your sister. Plus, Penny is far too blunt about everything, and hearing her ask questions with so much frankness and uninterrupted eye contact takes more bravery than facing down a herd of Drama Llamas.

[dj-yonds-fort]

*asleep. I am asleep. Something’s off about this dream.. something so vaguely familiar to me. Why can’t I remember..*

*asleep , I am asleep. A night out with friends, yeah, I remember this. A birthday.. MY birthday. I had turned 19.*

*dizzy, foggy.. a puzzle, that I can’t put together. There was a party.. now a train station? We were.. playing around, yeah, that’s right. Having a laugh…*

*a push.*

*loud blaring. Train didn’t stop in time; COULDNT stop in time. People screaming.*

*ringing in my ears.*

*suddenly, I’m awake.*

*Yonder awoke in a cold sweat, shooting straight up. His breaths were heavy and labored, looking around himself frantically. He was disoriented, confused, and every bone in his body hurt. His head ached.. he could feel tears form in his ‘eyes’, and a lump in his throat that became hard to swallow. He couldn’t stop it from happening, he began to bawl, clutching onto himself which rocking back and forth gently. That wasn’t a nightmare. That was far worse.. it felt so familiar to him, why was it so familiar. The crying made his head hurt more, so he held it in his hands while he continued to sob. Small, silent sparks flying out of his face while he did.*

FUCK…

*was all the man managed to get out through his sobs, now curled into a pathetic ball. Shaking like a leaf, afraid of the world. Having a total ‘I want my parents’ moment.. but they didn’t even know he was alive; hell, yonder didn’t know if THEY were alive. The noise of the train blaring and people screaming replayed in his head over and over, like a broken record. He couldn’t get the sounds of it out. Train blaring, a crash, then screams. Train blaring, a crash, then screams. Train blaring… a crash… then screams. Again and again, over and over, it wouldn’t stop. He wanted it to stop. Why wouldn’t it stop?*

[insightfulllama]

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[letsplaythermalnuclearwar]

I don't even like Minecraft and I know that trailer is an abomination

[lyss-butterscotch]

So many art brain rot but so little time im so torn this is what i get for being hyperfixated on multiple fandoms at the same time

[happ1edt]

Trader!Happie Character Design / Minecraft Sona Design

•made PNGtuber of this character <3

[llamawrites]

Hot take, I like it when the shows/Movies focused on the Ultras on their home world. They are cool funky looking dudes. I couldn't care less about the humans in the shows/Movies tho.

[fluffallamaful]

feeling very on brand so here you go 👌🏼💖

[llamasandcat]

[mushiewrites]

2, 4, 7, 10

from this post!

mung

2 - Tag your favorite ler!

I literally have a lot of favorites but I'll tag @wishitweresummer simply bc she's unapologetically cruel 🫠

4 - How long do you think you could go before calling for mercy?

I think it all depends on what's happening.....I've had ✨sessions✨ but have never said the safeword, and one went on for.....a while....so I'm not sure if I ever would??? I'm sure if things got intense I would but I think it would take a very long time or something extremely tkly to make me call for mercy

7 - What’s your favorite nickname to be called, either while being tickled/teased or in general? (Or both)

generic ones would be the stupidly sweet ones like baby, sweetheart, darling, all that kind of stuff. and then i like the more personal ones that specific people call me. and also ..a certain variation of the word works too

10 - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a lee or ler mood?

listen. i plead the fifth 😇

[luvxiem]

in my downward spiral of simping over miguel i realized that spanish is SO sexy. i've been blind this whole time

[insightfulllama]

New video out now!! :D

[hashii-gab]

[pupuseriazag]

Me estoy distrayendo pensando en mi oc de baldurs pero me da risa mi approsch a este juego JEJSJSISJDID

Pero pa darles un poquito de contexto me estube decidiendo mucho si elegir drow o tiefling porque ambos me parecen interesantes vea.

Y AL MOMENTITO QUE LLEGO DONDE LOS DRUIDAS man es que vi a los tieflings y dije a donde van semejantes cerotes tratando mal A MIS HERMANES

y man osea si me dava tristeza verlos y el temor que tenian de irse y cuando rescate a la niña de la vieja elfa cerota ahi dije no, los tieflings son mi familia

Asique decidi que a mi oc (o mi tav como he visto que llsman al mc) fue criade por Tieflings desde chikite a pesar que era une drow

"Pero Zag como PUTAS vas a decir que unos tieflings criaron a un drow si bla bla bla" shhh, eso es problema para el Zag post-parciales.