Green || they/them || I don't follow the main comic anymore but I always enjoy drabbling in the LU fandom! || Always open to receiving writing prompts! (Although there's no promises they'll be done, sorry!)
Con was so fun! The costume is so comfortable thanks to my friends amazing sewing job!!
Also someone recognised me! Which i didnt think would happen but it happend 3 times!
Took some photos of four in mario kart so will post them and the haul at a later date^ (im probably gonna use the pic as a ref for a stupid meme or something)
Chatacters: Wind and Four. (Wind centric with lots of Four focus and a speaking role for everyone else, but they're not as focused on.)
Summary:
Wind, despite his rushing thoughts, patted his phantom sword at his side and switched it to his hands, gripping at it like a lifeline… Very much like when he was in the temple of the ocean. And what a temple that was! What an adventure that was! Not the time or the place to be thinking of that, though! Instead, he’s got to think of the suspicious and highly strange mushymuskymossy (name still pending). He took his sword and stabbed it into the mosusky (name still pending) (maybe not the time for this) (but it made him feel better, okay?) and his sword reacted much, much, stronger and great. Fucking great. The highly suspicious Moususkant (good enough) was the cause of this and was, what?
Or: Wind and his Phantom Sword save the day (with the help of Four!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Word count: 4,361
Characters: The Chain (bigger focus on more than others, but everyone gets a part. Technically Four focused but in the way, he's the main topic not the main character-)
Summary: "I think..." Wind continued, before pausing. His eyebrows scrunched up and he mumbled something that sounded vaguely like 'Four'.
"Is there something wrong with Four?" Warriors kept his voice steady, but his tone still showed his worry, gaining the whole camp's attention. They were in a closely knit group today, not leaving much space for privacy.
"I think Four is pregnant," Wind uttered, staring Warriors in the eyes.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Word Count: 1,928
Characters: The Chain
Summary: It wasn't an unusual occurrence for the Chain to be asked for their names when they were checking into inns: places needed names to put faces to especially when payment was involved. Due to the frequency that the heroes loaded into a new inn they were all used to the question and the strange look that accompanied it when they used their hero titles. However, it quickly became a repetitive activity and if there was one thing the heroes were all good at it was making something into a competition.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Word Count: 8,010
Characters: Four, The Colours and The Chain
Summary: Four thought he could hold it all together; he had to after all. The colours wanted to reveal themselves on their own accord and not by force but... Four had really underestimated just how bad he was feeling.
The moment the Smithy tried to get up he was hit with a sudden wave of nausea that was accompanied by a dizzy spell, causing him his to lose his balance and fall over with a yelp.
Which then turned into multiple yelps as Four felt himself come undone.
I have not posted stuff in... a while! But I do intend to use this blog more again! It will mainly be used for my LU writing/fics but I hope everyone who wants to stay around for that will enjoy them!
I have been out of the LU fandom for a while (only really dipping in to read fics) but I have wanted to come back to this blog for a while as it's very fun and I had a great time with all the interactions I was getting from everyone, so thank you! I hope you will enjoy, hopefully, seeing this blog more active once again-
I love this and I got the inspiration to write a small thing based on it so let me drop it in here-
Word count: 786
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It wasn't an unusual occurrence for the chain to get their names asked when they were checking into inns. After all places need names to put faces to, especially when payment is involved. So, after a few different times of getting asked for their names the chain got use to the question, so used to it infact that some of the chain got comfortable enough to play about with the situation.
Which was why when Time found himself and his fellow heroes stepping inside a fancy looking inn, he could already start guessing what kind of names his more, openly, mischievous companions would come up with.
Clearing his throat slightly Time stepped forward towards the receptionist, who looked up at the group with an eyebrow raised.
"Could we get two of your largest rooms? Preferably ones that are close together." Time asked, getting ready for the inevitable question.
"Of course!" The receptionist responded putting their business smile on, while reaching for a quill that was in a pot of ink. "May I get your name?"
"Link." Time nodded, claiming the name that he and his fellow heroes shared.
"Right," the receptionist nodded writing that down. "Last name?"
Well... this was the first time the group has been asked for a last name. Time did guess this was a fancy looking inn but it was fancier than he was guessing if they're assuming everyone who comes in has a last name. Though, fortunately for the receptionist, Time was never one to give up on a fun opportunity.
"Lonlon." Time said with a breezy smile, while from behind him he heard Legend let out a cough that disguised his laughter.
"Link Lonlon..." the receptionist mumbled to themself, writing down the name. "Alright, I'll assume you'll be paying Mr. Lonlon but before you do that may I get your companions names."
"Of course," Time nodded to the receptionist whilst he stood out the way and crossed his arms, waiting, challenging even, the first hero to come up and say their name. Unsurprisingly, though, it was Twilight who came up first.
"I'm Link Lonlon Jr." Twilight smiled politely to the receptionist whilst Time looked at him with what could only be described as a fatherly look.
"... Link Lonlon Jr." The receptionist mumbled to themself, looking over at both Time and Twilight. Though, before the pair got to say anything Warriors cut in, nudging Twilight's shoulder.
"And I'm Link Lonlon the 2nd. Isn't that right, Jr?"
Twilight just rolled his eyes at the Captain’s antics while he saw Sky make his way over with Legend in tow.
"And my name is Link Lonlon the 3rd. And this-" Sky grabbed Legend's arm while the man squawked at him "-is Link Lonlon the 4th."
At this point the receptionist had a visible look of confusion on their face, though the receptionist quickly tried to maintain their business smile, which led them to nod at the pair and write down the new Lonlon's.
At this point Time could almost smirk at his fellow heroes and family’s antics. He loved how quickly anyone of the heroes could play along with a situation. Plus, he couldn’t wait to tell Malon about all the new Lonlon’s. Although this was only four out of the eight heroes. With a twitch of his lips Time realised it was just the younger heroes who were left.
Wild was the first of the younger heroes to make a move as the champion made his way to the front of the group.
"I’m Link Lonlon the 5th." The champion grinned, while he waited for Hyrule to make his way to front of the group.
"I’m Link Lonlon the 6th." Hyrule nodded while Wild playfully nudged him.
"And I'm Link Lonlon the 7th!" Wind came bustling over to the front of the group, whilst the receptionist seemed more and more unsure of what was going on. "It's nice to meet you."
To this the receptionist nodded once again while they looked over at Four, who had still to introduce himself.
"Let me guess, you're Link Lonlon the 8th?" The receptionist asked.
"Actually, no. I'm Link Smithson." Four spoke, while violet hues filled his eyes.
"He’s our cousin." Wind crossed his arms and nodded like he was a wise old man.
"I... sure, okay." The receptionist mumbled, while writing down the new Link.
"We're a big family." Four stated whilst blue started to dance with the violet in Four's eyes. He couldn’t leave the receptionist alone just yet.
"I... can see that."
"So," Time said coming back to save the poor receptionist before anyone else could say something about the ever-expanding Lonlon household. "How much will that be... for me and my family?"
I love this and I got the inspiration to write a small thing based on it so let me drop it in here-
Word count: 786
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It wasn't an unusual occurrence for the chain to get their names asked when they were checking into inns. After all places need names to put faces to, especially when payment is involved. So, after a few different times of getting asked for their names the chain got use to the question, so used to it infact that some of the chain got comfortable enough to play about with the situation.
Which was why when Time found himself and his fellow heroes stepping inside a fancy looking inn, he could already start guessing what kind of names his more, openly, mischievous companions would come up with.
Clearing his throat slightly Time stepped forward towards the receptionist, who looked up at the group with an eyebrow raised.
"Could we get two of your largest rooms? Preferably ones that are close together." Time asked, getting ready for the inevitable question.
"Of course!" The receptionist responded putting their business smile on, while reaching for a quill that was in a pot of ink. "May I get your name?"
"Link." Time nodded, claiming the name that he and his fellow heroes shared.
"Right," the receptionist nodded writing that down. "Last name?"
Well... this was the first time the group has been asked for a last name. Time did guess this was a fancy looking inn but it was fancier than he was guessing if they're assuming everyone who comes in has a last name. Though, fortunately for the receptionist, Time was never one to give up on a fun opportunity.
"Lonlon." Time said with a breezy smile, while from behind him he heard Legend let out a cough that disguised his laughter.
"Link Lonlon..." the receptionist mumbled to themself, writing down the name. "Alright, I'll assume you'll be paying Mr. Lonlon but before you do that may I get your companions names."
"Of course," Time nodded to the receptionist whilst he stood out the way and crossed his arms, waiting, challenging even, the first hero to come up and say their name. Unsurprisingly, though, it was Twilight who came up first.
"I'm Link Lonlon Jr." Twilight smiled politely to the receptionist whilst Time looked at him with what could only be described as a fatherly look.
"... Link Lonlon Jr." The receptionist mumbled to themself, looking over at both Time and Twilight. Though, before the pair got to say anything Warriors cut in, nudging Twilight's shoulder.
"And I'm Link Lonlon the 2nd. Isn't that right, Jr?"
Twilight just rolled his eyes at the Captain’s antics while he saw Sky make his way over with Legend in tow.
"And my name is Link Lonlon the 3rd. And this-" Sky grabbed Legend's arm while the man squawked at him "-is Link Lonlon the 4th."
At this point the receptionist had a visible look of confusion on their face, though the receptionist quickly tried to maintain their business smile, which led them to nod at the pair and write down the new Lonlon's.
At this point Time could almost smirk at his fellow heroes and family’s antics. He loved how quickly anyone of the heroes could play along with a situation. Plus, he couldn’t wait to tell Malon about all the new Lonlon’s. Although this was only four out of the eight heroes. With a twitch of his lips Time realised it was just the younger heroes who were left.
Wild was the first of the younger heroes to make a move as the champion made his way to the front of the group.
"I’m Link Lonlon the 5th." The champion grinned, while he waited for Hyrule to make his way to front of the group.
"I’m Link Lonlon the 6th." Hyrule nodded while Wild playfully nudged him.
"And I'm Link Lonlon the 7th!" Wind came bustling over to the front of the group, whilst the receptionist seemed more and more unsure of what was going on. "It's nice to meet you."
To this the receptionist nodded once again while they looked over at Four, who had still to introduce himself.
"Let me guess, you're Link Lonlon the 8th?" The receptionist asked.
"Actually, no. I'm Link Smithson." Four spoke, while violet hues filled his eyes.
"He’s our cousin." Wind crossed his arms and nodded like he was a wise old man.
"I... sure, okay." The receptionist mumbled, while writing down the new Link.
"We're a big family." Four stated whilst blue started to dance with the violet in Four's eyes. He couldn’t leave the receptionist alone just yet.
"I... can see that."
"So," Time said coming back to save the poor receptionist before anyone else could say something about the ever-expanding Lonlon household. "How much will that be... for me and my family?"