#and then he just. stops. because he never meant to make lloyd feel like that. and lloyd notices and it infuriates him even more so he just
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lloyd canonly being an angry crier gives a lot of potential moments of both vulnerability and endless teasing, ngl 👀👀
god it really does, i know it's not very realistic but i keep hoping one day we'll get to see him get into a full blown fight with someone and that particular characteristic of him will pop out at a very inconvinient time hjashdka
also i'm so glad i finally have someone else confirm that trait i was kinda scared i had exagerated it ajkshdka
lloyd would probably get so frustrated, because he's not sad! he's not hurt! he's just so mad it feels like everything it's bursting at the seams and he can't even talk because there's a knot in his throat and if he blinks he knows he's gonna start tearing up and he! hates it!!
it's one thing when it't just javier bickering with him and cornering him to a point lloyd doesn't have a good comeback and it maybe a stung a little more than normal and he got a little bit angry and ok so he's tearing up but that doesn't prove anything! shut up javier!
javier starts carrying a hankerchief with him and offering it to lloyd with a smug smirk when he notices him tearing up which makes lloyd get soooo mad. sometimes he'll just stop their bickering by being like "i don't want to upset master lloyd to tears like last time :/" something lloyd also detests with his entire soul but he can't actually deny and he hateeees it
but it's another thing completely when he's actually angry and he actually wants to make a point and he wants to scream because he can feel his chest start getting tight and his vision is getting blurry and he hates how pathetic it must make him look, how easy it is to get under his skin, how vulnerable it makes him feel when he can't help but cry out of anger. it frustrates him to no end knowing the person he's arguing with probably thinks they already have the upper hand just because he can't help tearing up when he's enraged.
and i think javier wouldn't be able to handle this actually, if he saw that lloyd was getting genuinely upset with him to the point where he was full on crying, even if he knows it's more likely out of anger, he wouldn't be able to help worrying that there is actual hurt underneath and he'd start trying to defuse the situation. or at the very least it would shook him enough for his own anger to slow down.
and if he saw another person pushing lloyd to that point, they probably wouldn't live for very long lmao
#tged#the greatest estate developer#lloyd frontera#hey i got an ask#lunacurse#ahsjdhajk sorry this got away from me again asjhdka#also also also#i loveeee the idea of lloyd and javier getting into their usual bickering except maybe they're both a little raw because of recent event#(still don't figure out what exactly but y'know what i mean)#so it gets a little more intense than normal and before they know it they're full on arguing and lloyd starts tearing up but this time#javier doesn't stop because he thinks that's just lloyd being his usual self and it's not until they're both screaming at each other#that lloyd just. breaks down. completely. full on crying and sobbing. that javier realizes this was a lot more serious than he thought#and then he just. stops. because he never meant to make lloyd feel like that. and lloyd notices and it infuriates him even more so he just#storms off because the last thing he wants is javier pitying him#and then later on when both of them have cooled off javier quietly sits besides lloyd and without saying a word offers him his handkerchief#and lloyd just sorts of scoffs but can't help smiling a little as he accepts it. and then they make (out) up <3#javier asrahan
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Which other CE babe is most likely to make boss and boyfriend!Lloyd jealous and territorial? Maybe you’re on the periphery of a business meeting between the two of them, and Babe (unaware you’re Lloyd’s) keeps shooting you slow onceovers and thanking you and giving you warm smiles, and Lloyd is TWO SECONDS AWAY from shooting him in the face lollll.
So I had several thoughts on this….i hope you like my answer 😈
The Green Eyed Monster
Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x reader
W/C: 970
Warnings: jealous!Lloyd, sneaky!reader
A/N: at this point anything under 1k words is a Drabble, if only because I say so. Comments, feedback and reblogs are much appreciated!
You had been Lloyds personal assistant for years. This job was your calling. You had always taken such great pride in how well you looked after him. It had been a recent party that had changed everything in your relationship with him.
Lloyd had forgotten his favourite watch at home. Which you of course had to traipse all over to get for him. It wasn’t the end of the world, but annoying when you were supposed to be off the clock.
You knew this was a black tie event, so had made sure to put on your best outfit and do your make up. Even if you were only going to be in and out, you couldn’t let your appearance make Lloyd look bad.
When you arrived at the venue you quickly clocked Lloyd and discreetly made your presence known. He waved you over to the conversation he was having with one of the local politicians, you didn’t know who. As you approached, a broad grin had spread across Lloyd’s face, “Honeybee! You made it!”
You quickly hid your surprise, as you noticed the perfectly matching watch on his wrist. It had been a ploy. You had raised an eyebrow at him as he tucked you into his side, and he only smirked and nuzzled your head in response.
Not much had changed it your working relationship. You were both professional. However, your home life had gotten infinitely better since that night.
The two of you had become inseparable in your off hours. You had a surprising amount in common, and the sex was to die for. It had taken you a few months to realize how long Lloyd had actually had feelings for you before the party, and the longer the two of you were together the more in love you fell with him.
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You were sitting at your desk when a shadow clouded your vision. Looking up you saw a tall, broad man with beautiful blue eyes. He had dark hair shaved close to his head, and a beard lining his cheeks. He gave you a soft smile and introduced himself.
“Heya Darlin’ I’m here to see Lloyd. Curtis Everett. The girls downstairs told me you could help me with that?”
His eyes glittered as they took you in from head to toe, and you found yourself getting warm under his watchful gaze. You stood and offered your name, before directing him to the conference room you had set up for their meeting.
“Do you want any coffee, tea or water for your meeting Mr. Everett?” You flattened your palms against your skirt to clean off some of the sweat you know had already accumulated there.
“Coffee would be lovely, do you need a hand?” He gave you another smile that left you feeling bubbly.
You giggled, just as Lloyd entered, “No Mr. Everett, thank you for the offer. Mr. Hansen, your regular coffee for the meeting?”
As your eyes flicked to Lloyd, you saw his jaw tick and the vein pop in his throat. That always meant trouble. The fact he only nodded and didn’t verbally answer was all the confirmation you needed that he was pissed.
You busied yourself getting Lloyd’s coffee ready just the way he liked it. When you got to Curtis’ mug you stopped short, you had forgotten to ask him how he takes his coffee. You shook your head and grabbed a tray to load the two mugs and creamer and sugar onto and made your way back to the conference room.
Lloyd didn’t acknowledge you as you placed his mug in front of him. Staring straight at Curtis, while Curtis’ eyes never left your figure. You could feel him undressing you, although his expression was soft.
“I’m sorry Mr. Everett, I forgot to ask how you take your coffee.” You placed his mug in front of him and offered the tray with sugar and creamer.
“It’s alright darlin’ I normally take it with a bit of sugar, maybe you could just dip your finger in and sweeten it up a bit.” He winked as he looked up at you from behind his lashes.
Before you could respond a loud crack from the other side of the table had both of you looking over at Lloyd. His face was unreadable, but in his fist was the pen he had been playing with when you entered the conference room, snapped in half.
You stood stock still, torn between your need to comfort and reassure him, and your professionalism. Lloyd’s eyes finally left Curtis, and looked at you. He took in the emotions warring across your face. You saw his lips twist into a frown, before he stood and circled around the table. He gathered you against his chest, and murmured an apology into your hair.
You nodded and looked up at him, placing a small peck on the corner of his mouth. You smoothed your hands along his shoulders before stepping back and nodding. You turned to Curtis and gave him a warm smile.
“It was lovely to meet you Mr. Everett, have a great meeting. Mr. Hansen can call if you need a refill.” With that you took your leave from the conference room.
As you shut the door behind you, you heard the deep rumble of Lloyd’s voice, “You ever try any shit like that again Everett, I’ll cut your balls off and shove em down your throat. We clear?”
You smiled softly to yourself as your phone buzzed in your pocket. Thanks, he’s going to murder me. You better get great jealous sex, cause I’m not doing this again. - C. You laughed at your best friend's text, and went about reorganizing Lloyd’s calendar for the rest of the day.
You were banking on great jealousy sex in Lloyd’s office later.
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Unhinged worlds 1
summary: A few years after your father died, your mother marries a new man, to you having a new family meant new begging's, but what happens when your new begging comes spiraling apart just because of the people that made them.
paring: dark stepdad Andy Barber x reader x dark dbf Lloyd Hansen x reader x dark stepbrother Johnny storm x reader x dark bbf Colin Shea.
warnings- (DDLG undertones) stepcest, Johnny is NOT Andy's biological father, he is the adopted son. smut, do not engage if you are uncomfortable with any of the following, spanking, blackmail, p in v, edging, thigh riding, oral, fingering.
Series master list right here
"Mom, you know I've never met this man before, right?", you said with a slightly worried tone, your mother gives you an exasperated sigh and walked her way over to you, gripping your shoulders.
"Honey please, I just got married, I don't understand why you can't be happy for me this once.", you wrapped your arms around her neck and hugged your mother, she was right, you needed to see the best in this situation right now.
"I'm sorry mom, I am happy for you, it's just a lot to adjust to right now.", You gave your mother a slight smile and pulled away from her.
She gave you a smile back and responded, "oh I think you'll be okay; he has a son around your age, he's adopted but I think you two would like each other."
The smile on your face widened a little bit, your mouth opened once again to speak, but came to an abrupt stop as you saw an unfamiliar man stand behind your mother and give her a slight peck on the head.
Your mother giggled slightly and stepped back to stand by the man, "Honey, this is Andy, Andy this is my daughter.", your mother said as she spilled out your name back to the man beside her.
Andy unwrapped his arm around your mother's shoulder, and walked towards you, opening his arms forward to embrace you in a hug. This caught you off guard because for someone you just met, he seemed to be a little too touchy with you, but you thought nothing more of it, thinking it might just be the way your new stepfather expresses his feelings.
"It is so nice to finally meet you sweetie, I've heard so much about you." Andy said with a wide grin on his face, as he held you a little too tight for your own comfort.
As Andy was speaking to you, nodding your head once in a while at his banter. You heard a voice faintly behind Andy come closer.
"Dad, when will you let Colin come over, I'm fucking dying too actually-who is that?", you looked to see a younger guy with a buzzcut, and light blue eyes come out from behind Andy to get another good look at you.
Andy took a deep breath and gave a slight glare to the boy who shoved past him to you "Johnny, this is-", Andy was quickly stopped in the middle of his introduction when Johnny decided to introduce himself to you first.
"I'm Johnny, Johnny Storm, but you can call me whatever you like sweets", Johnny said with a smug grin as he took a step closer to you, and you instinctively took a step back from the muscular man, mumbling out an "okay.." and you adverted your gaze down to your feet.
It seemed a little rude once you actually processed what you just said, making yourself seem passive and unwelcoming, but for some reason you just felt shy around both of these new men, men that are now a part of your family, men that you are now permanently living with.
Johnny chuckled and continued to try to keep the conversation alive, even though his father stood sternly right behind him. Andy quickly shut down his next spill of flirtatious chatter when he saw how visibly uncomfortable you looked.
"Johnny, this is your new stepsister, don't be disrespectful.", Andy said with a warning, but Johnny just nodded and shrugged him off, giving you a playful wink and walking away with a slight skip, boosting himself over the curve of the driveway.
"Sorry about him, he just never runs out of energy ya know?" Andy says with a slight chuckle at the end. You smiled slightly and gave him a nod of reassurance.
"It's perfectly fine, doesn't bother me." You said quietly before adverting your gaze from him once again.
"Well, if he does, just come tell me and I'll go talk to him, I'd hate it if you felt uncomfortable in any way." Andy said with a slightly sympathetic look on his face.
Your mother took an earful of this moment, and decided to express her love for it "Oh Andy, you're too sweet, we both appreciate whatever you do for us."
Andy smiled brightly, still keeping his eyes glued to you, "Just doing what anyone would do" he responded.
💼
After a long day of moving boxes and making conversation, your social battery seemed to run out completely, wanting nothing more than to lay in bed and finally relax. Except it was only 3 in the afternoon.
With a lot of procrastination, you finally got out of bed and decided to dig through the fridge to find something to drink, making your way to the kitchen, until you heard a knock at the front door.
Thats weird? You weren't expecting anyone, maybe it's just one of those people who give out pamphlets about polar bears for no reason.
Making your way over to the door hesitantly, deciding if you really want to stand in the doorway and talk about how you can stop global warming for 30 minutes, but there also was a chance that it was actually somebody important.
Twisting the knob and opening the door to find a decently attractive man who looked to be around Johnny's age standing patiently. He twisted his head towards you and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Well, you're not Johnny." the man said with a slight smile on his face, and you nodded in agreement before responding.
"Um, if you're here for him, I guess you can come in." you responded as you took a step back to let him enter. He chuckled, walking past you to stand next to you as the door shut.
"Thanks sweetheart, I don't think I've met you before, I'm sure I would've remembered a cutie like you", he said playfully as your cheeks heat up slightly at the sudden comment.
"I-um, no we haven't met before, I think Johnny is in his room." You responded quickly before trying to walk away.
"Wait, hold on, I didn't get your name." the man said as he chased after you slightly, and you mumbled out your name slightly, waiting for him to reciprocate the action.
"Oh right, I'm Colin." You nodded once again.
"Nice to meet you, Colin.", deciding to try and end the conversation here so you could continue scavenging for a drink.
"Ok, ok, I can get a hint, I'll see you around sweetheart." He said as he gave you a wink before walking away.
What was weird about that is he kind of acts the same way Johnny does, but maybe that's why they're friends, of course people like other people that are similar to them, you felt stupid once you actually thought about it.
💼
Once you made your way into the kitchen, finally getting one step closer to what you wanted, except Andy was also in the kitchen leaning on the kitchen counter nursing a beer that he put down almost immediately at your presence.
"Honey, you scared me, did you need something?" He said and let out a sigh of relief that it was just you.
"I came to get a drink." You responded simply, just like the rest of you, Boring and simple.
"Of course..but could I talk to you about something honey, I just want to make sure there's no tension between us." He said softly, pushing himself off of the counter and towards you.
You gave Andy a nod of reassurance to continue, settling for a bottle of water as you sat down on the bar stool, right across where Andy was standing.
"I know your shy sweetie, but I want to let you know that you can tell me anything, your mother told me about your father, and I think it's important that you have a man in your life, someone that can take care of you honey, all of your wants and needs." Andy said softly, walking around the counter to stand behind you.
Your eyes widened as he rubbed circles on your back, your mother hasn't mentioned your father in years to you. She knows it's a sensitive subject for you to talk about, you doubt that your mother wouldn't have mentioned that to Andy.
"I-um-I don't really like to talk about my dad." you said with a slight tremble in your voice as you felt your throat get tighter, and your eyes get glassy with tears.
Your father died when you were only 9 but it felt like yesterday to you. Of course, you miss him, but you would rather not talk about it then mourn him every day.
Andy saw your eyes start to water, and your muscles start to tense. He just cooed at you lovingly, his hand moved off your back and moved directly behind you to wrap his arms around your shoulders.
"Oh sweetie, I know it's hard to talk about your feelings, but I want you to trust me, so I can be a good daddy and take care of you, don't you want that?" Andy said quietly while resting his chin on your shoulder.
Lost for words was one thing, you felt dumb, talking to you like a child, but deep down you found it strangely comforting. Andy walked back in front of you and grabbed your chin, tilting your head up softly with his fingers.
"You're my special little girl, I want you to know that honey." Andy added, while stroking your face like it was the most delicate thing in the world.
Trying to avoid eye contact with him was hard because than you couldn't help but feel tears run down your cheeks, maybe you did feel like Andy actually cared about you.
Andy suddenly pulled you closer to his chest while shushing you, pecking the top of your head once in a while. Hearing a faint noise of chatter coming closer to you made your head perk up with warning, you didn't want to anybody to see you cry today, especially over something you should've got over years ago.
"Hey dad I-what happened?" Johnny said as he skipped in the kitchen nosily, Colin standing right beside him, watching the scene unfold in front of him.
Looking from Andy's chest in embarrassment, watching the three men surrounding you, well mostly two in concern. This made more anxiety pump up in your chest and suddenly you darted down the hallway to your bedroom, where you should have stayed all along.
Ignoring the faint calls for your name and shutting the door behind you. Locking it and sliding down against your wall, finally letting all the sobs you've been keeping in until now. Great, now you won't hear the end of it tomorrow. Maybe a new family wasn't such a great idea after all.
A/n: It's been a minute since I posted ya'll, but I also just had a random urge to write a series with four hot men in it. Part two will be coming soon!
#x reader#andy barber#andy barber x y/n#andy barber x reader#dark andy barber#dark andy barber x reader#andy barber x you#andy barber x female reader#defending jacob#colin shea#colin shea x reader#dark colin shea x reader#chris evans characters#Colin Shea x fem reader#whats your number#johnny storm#johnny storm x reader#johnny storm x you#Dark Johnny storm x reader#fantastic 4#chris evans masterlist#dark fic#unhinged worlds#Stepdad andy barber x reader#stepbrother Johnny Storm x reader#Best Friends brother Colin Shea x reader
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Thoughts on Sierra Six as a romantic partner
He's afraid that he's going to end up just like his father, cruel and negligent. Six still frets despite you reassuring him that if he cares enough to worry about it, it means he's nothing like his father.
He loves you so much that he would disappear forever if it meant your safety. He's scared shitless when it comes to his own feelings about you. It takes the longest time for him to say the words "I love you".
He only smiles for you and Claire. He's got a very dry sense of humor that only comes out around the two of you.
He always remember the minute details. Six would never forget an anniversary. He does routine things for you. Do you like to have coffee in the mornings. He'll have it ready at the perfect time for when you walk into the kitchen. Do you always take a nightly shower? He has the water running at the right temp the instant you decide to jump in.
He may not verbally say a whole lot, but it's clear in his actions how much he cares for the two of you. He's terrible about putting his own needs first. Whenever either of you have even the smallest injury or mildest illness, he silently stresses non-stop.
Some nights, his fears for your safety rachet up so high that he would pace a trail into the ground for hours if you don't catch him and stop him. He's putty in your hands the moment you grab his arm to halt him. You always manage to put him at ease with your reassurances.
Despite his schedule, he makes a concentrated effort to be present. During family game nights, the trained mercenary isn't afraid to use every tactical advantage he has (including cheating!!) because he knows he'll get thrashed otherwise. He didn't grow up with anything resembling a healthy childhood (or adulthood) and one of the byproducts of that is how inexperienced and unequipped for most games or leisure activities he is. He's well practiced at cards though, and you and Claire have to play him two against one to stand a chance.
He adores physical touch. Hugs and light punches in the arm from Claire always ease some of the permanent tension on his face. From you, he enjoys so many things. Allowing himself to lightly doze after your adopted daughter goes to bed is made even better if you gently run your fingers through his hair while he lays with his cheek pillowed on your thigh.
All he knows is duty and self-sacrifice. He spent years making sure emotions didn't get the best of him, but that all changes once he has a family. He never thought he would get to have a partner and a daughter. He has such tender emotions for no one else. He has such loyalty for no one else.
Six spends most of his days expecting the other shoe to finally drop. He is certain that you'll grow tired of him one of these days. He has nothing to offer you but himself. The man can't seem to fathom that you stay with him because he's him.
He never meant to tell you the name his momma gave him in another life, but it slips out one night while the two of you are sitting together. You gently take his hand and repeat it. He thinks that hearing his name in your mouth might be what finally kills him.
18+ thoughts below the cut.
He always takes his time with you. You're something special in his life that he can never rush or take for granted. You get to feel the intensity of his undivided attention. When it's time, pleasuring you is his only mission. He won't rest until you're completely satisfied, even if he goes untouched. His own gratification is secondary to yours.
Six's favorite way of having you is wrapping his muscular arms around your thighs and holding your legs pinned wide so he can provide oral. He gets off on servicing you (Has he came untouched while doing so? Yes.).
He's not a submissive man. Either in or out of the bedroom, but for you, he'll be soft and yielding. He draws the line at most pet names, given the Lloyd situation that occured in Prague.
While the concept of a quickie doesn't cross his mind, sometimes he can be rough in his desperation. There's been jobs he's come back from where his grip is close to bruising and he tosses you on the bed like a ragdoll (with your enthusiastic consent of course) no matter your size.
He's vocal during sex. Six doesn't talk much, but his grunts and growls tell the story of just good you make him feel. He's always hoarse the following morning.
#sierra six#the gray man#sierra six x reader#reader x sierra six#sierra six headcanons#if this character was your partner#reader insert#my work#courtland gentry#ryan gosling character#I could /and will/ go on and on about this man.#please just put me out of my misery#my posts
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I recently saw a poll on Instagram that was as follows:
"Who should have really been the green ninja?"
The poll was between Kai (8069) and Lloyd (8059).
I have a lot of feelings about this, but I want to preface with: my opinion on this has nothing to do with how I feel about Lloyd as a character. Even if he was my least favorite in the show, I would still feel this way. It has less to do with Lloyd, and more do do with Kai.
The people who genuinely believe Kai should have been the green ninja do not understand Kai as a character. This is a bold statement, and I don't say it to be rude or condescending. There are so many nostalgia blind people in the fandom (moreso on Twitter and Instagram than here on Tumblr). These people have convinced themselves the show is bad because Kai didn't become the green ninja.
Here is my rebuttal: Ninjago depends solely on Lloyd becoming the green ninja.
Yes, all the other characters are important to the show, and there are many moving factors that make the show possible. However, the first season is completely about discovering the green ninja who will rise against the ultimate evil. And that character was never going to be Kai. The writers didn't decide last minute to make Lloyd the green ninja.
If Kai were the green ninja, his character would be bland, and ultimately, he'd be insufferable. Kai's development would have never happened had he been the green ninja. He would have stayed an egotistical hothead who assumed he was better than everyone. The character that these nostalgia blind fans love was created only because he realized that he was not destined to be "the best".
Furthermore, the Ultimate Battle would have had no emotional impact. At all. Across all media platforms, I see love for "Rise of the Spinjitzu Master". Even the people who believe Kai should've been the green ninja have shown their love for that episode. But that episode would not be well loved... like... at all... if Kai were the one fighting. Why? Because it wasn't his father that was being held hostage. It wasn't his story to be told. It would be a flashy fight, sure, but the fight choreography isn't what makes the moment so rewarding. It's the fact that Lloyd saved his father and purified the part of him that was thought to be long lost.
This is not meant to belittle who believe Kai should have been the green ninja. I just think they refuse to look past a story standpoint because their favorite didn't get the fancy power. It was never meant to be Kai. And he wouldn't have ever grown or changed had it been.
I also know that not all Kai stans are like this. It's mostly just Insta/Twitter fans who refuse to debate. They're also the ones that discredit SoG onwards because the designs changed. There's no point in trying to talk with them because they just... yea.
I just felt the need to write this because I've seen a lot of this on Instagram lately. I got a reel of Lloyd using the Dragon Cores to stop the mergequakes and someone in the comments was like: "To think that would've been Kai". And then I saw those poll results. And now I'm here.
If you read to the end just know that I love you (/p) and I hope you have the best day / week / month / year / life ever.
#ninjago#lego ninjago#ninjago kai#kai jiang#ninjago lloyd#lloyd garmadon#lloyd montgomery garmadon#kai smith#ninjago texpost#ninjago rant#llannas rants
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One Will Give You Hell, One Will Give You Heaven
Summary: It's over.
A/N: Listen y'all this NSFW 18+ should be par for the course at this point. So like….just don’t okay?
As always, the inspo is thanks to the Goosecord and my beautiful partner in crime @ken-dom who continues to inspire the Gosling drabbles daily.
Bless you my new found chosen sister for putting up with my antics! (Yes I copy pasted, yes it’s still valid don’t come for me)
This is a continuation of what I’ve affectionately titled the Nurse Series, read previous parts here.
This is the FINAL part of what was meant to be at most a 2 part story (It's 8 because Six said so) this one's a little stabby, so approach with caution.
Enjoy my loves! <3 And Happy New Year to you and yours <3
Six had given up trying to reason with you. Trying to talk you out of doing this. He knew it was futile and he was simply along for the ride at this point as far as you were concerned.
“He likes his torture warehouses…” you muttered, watching from your spot on the hill as the guards below twiddled their thumbs sitting at the entrance of Lloyd’s latest abode.
Six sighed over your shoulder; his one last silent plea to get you to change your mind.
“No” you answered simply, not bothering to turn around as you slid around a tree.
He huffed with irritation but followed closely behind.
He grabbed your shoulder as you crept around the wall of the warehouse.
“At least let me help” he whispered harshly before pushing you protectively behind him.
You let him take the lead, you watched as he moved so swiftly neither one of the guards had a chance to react. You followed behind, stepping over one of the…unconscious….men.
“Are they dead?” You whispered making Six stop mid stride.
“What?” He turned to look at you.
You frowned with a shrug “I've never seen a dead guy before, give me a break”
“You work in a hospital” he whispered harshly before his strong arm pushed across your chest, pressing you against the wall. Bringing a finger to his lips.
He rounded the corner like a ninja, a loud thud as the poor bastard's head made contact with the concrete wall.
You pressed your lips in a hard line as you followed around the corner. “Show off”
“You're welcome”
You rolled your eyes following carefully behind him. Your heart beating a little harder than normal in your chest.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me”
“What are you gonna do?” You scoffed “Spank me?”
Again, he stopped mid stride, this time looking over his shoulder. You raised an eyebrow with a smirk, purposefully pressing yourself against him as you slid by to put yourself in front of him.
“Only if you're a good girl” he whispered next to your ear, stopping you in your tracks.
You gasped as he grabbed your ass, squeezing hard before you swatted his hand away. “Can you focus please?”
“I'm plenty focused”
You jumped hearing a loud cry of pain backing against Six’s chest
You swallowed hard, feeling his hand squeeze your shoulder gently.
“We can leave,” he whispered “Turn around right now and go home”
Lloyd's voice hauntingly floated down the hallway as if taunting you for even considering something so ridiculous.
“No” you shook your head defiantly “I didn't come all this way just to run away”
“No one would think less of you if you did”
“I would” you stalked forward down the dingy hallway toward Lloyd.
“Hey!” He whispered grabbing your shoulder firmly “You can't just go in there half cocked”
“I know that” you whispered harshly
Light spilled out into the hallway from the room you were certain Lloyd would be. You crept quietly to the doorway, pressing yourself against the wall; heart pounding in your ears as Six again slipped in front of you, gun cocked, ready to fire.
“How many?” You asked softly.
He didn't speak, simply held up five fingers.
You let out a shaky breath, your own gun heavy in your hand.
If Six had his way, you wouldn't be firing it; and now, standing mere feet away from Lloyd yourself, you weren't sure if you could.
“Stay here”
You scoffed “As i-”
“I'm not asking” he said firmly as another pained scream before it was abruptly cut off by a loud bang making you jump.
“Stay. Here.” He repeated before disappearing around the doorframe gunfire ringing through the room, you squeezed your eyes shut, plugging your ears, gun still in hand as you leaned against the wall.
Within a matter of thirty seconds the room fell silent again. You opened your eyes letting out a slow breath as you dropped your hands.
“Well, well, well look who came out of hiding” Lloyd's voice floated out into the hallway.
You rounded the corner then, quite certain if Lloyd had been armed, Six would have been shot at by now.
The movement caught Lloyd's attention who cocked his head with a smirk.
“And you brought our girl too?” He asked with a singsong voice that made your skin prickle with goosebumps.
You raised your gun, catching the look on Six’s face out of the corner of your eye. “I'm not your girl Lloyd”
“I told you to stay put” Six muttered, his own gun still poised.
“And I said no” you answered, not taking your eyes off Lloyd.
Lloyd clicked his tongue disapprovingly “Trouble in paradise?”
You jumped when Six fired his gun, the bullet burying itself in the wall behind Lloyd.
You glared at Six “Back off
He just shrugged
“Listen, as much fun as this lover's tiff is to watch,” Lloyd sighed “I have things to do”
Your eyes fixed on Lloyd as he moved closer, closing the distance between you, seemingly unfazed by the gun in your hand, pointed in his direction.
“Come on, princess,” he smiled the smile that had been haunting your nightmares for months “Be a good girl and let the men duke this out, hmm?”
You heard Court snort with a laugh over your shoulder.
You ignored him, dropping your gun and firing a shot, aimed at Lloyd’s thigh. He dropped instantly to one knee, yelling in pain. You stepped back out of his reach as he glared up at you.
“You bitch” he hissed through clenched teeth
You immediately held out a hand in Court’s direction as he moved to rearrange Lloyd’s face in your defense. “Stay”
This elicited a laugh from Lloyd, still knelt in front of you, blood pooling on his thigh. “She’s got you trained better than a dog”
Another shot, again from Six’s gun, this time he didn’t miss, the bullet burying itself deep into Lloyd’s shoulder.
“Don’t make me shoot you” you glared and Six just held his hands up defensively
The momentary distraction was just long enough for Lloyd to knock the gun from your hand; it clattered to the floor where he reached for it before your boot came down with all your weight on the back of his hand, your other foot kicking the gun out of his reach, but unfortunately out of yours too.
Moving your foot off his hand, you stepped back watching the blood trickle down his arm from where Six had shot him. “Stand up”
“You shot me!” he yelled, reaching for your ankle to pull you off your feet.
You stepped back watching as Lloyd struggled to get to his feet “I grazed you,” you answered; Six was quiet, but you could sense him over your shoulder, ready to intervene if necessary. “Six could do it,” you taunted “Come on Lloyd, get up and fight me like a man”
Lloyd laughed, an obvious attempt to mask his pain “The second I touch you, he’s gonna kill me dead”
“No he’s not” you shook your head
“Oh please,” He scoffed slowly getting to his feet
“He won’t, he’s a man of his word” you smiled as Lloyd finally stood in front of you “Which is more than I can say for you”
“Don’t question my integrity” Lloyd sneered “You think I won’t kill you because you’re a woman, you’re sorely mistaken princess”
Your fist shot out in a flash, making contact with the bridge of Lloyd’s nose, sending him stumbling backward, blood pouring from his nose. Your hands up, ready for retaliation.
“Don’t call me princess”
“Learned some new tricks?” he asked, attention turning briefly to Six before he looked back at you.
“Or maybe this is what happens when you don’t jump me in my kitchen like a pussy”
“You let her kiss you with a mouth like that?” Lloyd chided, again turning his attention to Six
You took the opportunity to strike him again, this time in the jaw “I’m over here, jack off”
He groaned in pain, his head dropping slightly as he got his barrings.
“What’s the matter Lloyd?” you asked “Can’t hit me when I’m expecting it?”
Lloyd took a swing and missed, no doubt feeling dizzy due to his broken nose. You hummed with mock concern as he righted himself again and you took a step back mindful of the bloodied body at your feet “That looks painful, you should probably have somebody take a look at that”
Six stood and watched as you continued to taunt Lloyd, keeping his distance as promised, but close enough to interfere if Lloyd got the upper hand on you. If it were up to him he would have shot Lloyd point blank in the head and been done with it, but this wasn’t his fight anymore.
Lloyd had taken something from you that Six couldn’t get back; this was something you needed to finish, as much as Six wanted his pound of flesh, he knew better.
He continued to watch as you took everything he had taught you, foot placement to where to keep your hands, you had remembered all of it. Lloyd had made the mistake twice now of underestimating your abilities and he was paying for it.
Despite your ability to hold your own, Six’s heart slammed against his ribcage as he watched and waited.
Unbeknownst to you, your heart slammed in your chest just as hard. You’d had so many dreams similar to this scenario that had not ended well. Even broken and bloody, Lloyd had somehow managed to always get the better of you, with or without Court’s help.
You landed another blow breathing heavily “What happened Lloyd?” You asked, breathing hard “You promised to kill me, and make Six watch, remember?”
“Oh don’t you worry, I’ll make good on that promise”
“Leave” you didn’t take your eyes off Lloyd, but Six answered
“Fat fucking chance” came the reply over your shoulder
“Leave! You yelled through grit teeth “Make sure no one else is here”
“I’m not-”
“Now!” your voice echoing off the empty walls “I won’t give him the satisfaction” you swallowed hard
You heard his footsteps head towards the door before they stopped watching as Lloyd struggled to breath standing in front of you.
“I love you”
You bit down hard on the inside of your cheek as you watched Lloyd roll his eyes. “How touching…aren’t you going to say it back?”
“Go.” You said simply. You wanted nothing more than to say it back, but that’s what Lloyd wanted, he wanted you to show weakness, vulnerability.
You heard his footsteps retreat before fully focusing your attention back on Lloyd. “You wanna dance Hansen, let’s dance”
As if he was waiting for the moment Court would leave your side, Lloyd produced a knife from somewhere on him; the same knife he had used the first time you met.
You laughed lightly hoping to cover your own nerves “What’s the matter Lloyd, think you can’t beat me hand to hand?”
“Call it just desserts” he smirked swinging the knife
You promptly took a step back avoiding the blade, again, mindful of the debris underfoot.
He swung again, and this time you caught his wrist in your hand, the knife mere centimeters from your face.
You stomped hard on the top of his foot, in nothing but loafers, you were sure he felt it before you kicked his feet out from under him, causing him to land flat on his back on the cement; the knife clattering across the floor.
Stepping over one of the five corpses, as Lloyd struggled to get to his feet, you gasped as a hand closed around your ankle, as you landed hard on your stomach on the floor. You kicked your foot backwards, making contact with what you were almost certain was Lloyd’s already broken nose given the howl of pain that followed.
Your fingertips brushed the knife handle before you were jerked backward, and flipped on your back; Lloyd’s weight on your middle as he leaned over you, pinning you to the floor, arms over your head.
This you hadn’t trained for, you hadn’t expected. You screamed with frustration, knowing full well no matter where he was, Court would hear it.
Lloyd in turn just laughed, squeezing your wrists tighter. “You and your boyfriend have been nothing but a pain in my ass since the beginning” he nearly growled, getting so close to your face, you squeezed your eyes shut
One hand moved from your wrists, around your throat and squeezed as he continued “I was going to shoot you, but choking the life out of you works just as well”
You struggled to fill your lungs as he squeezed harder; your now free hand reached behind you blindly, hoping to find the knife you knew was close by. Your fingers wrap around the handle, recognizing it immediately before slashing Lloyd crudely across the cheek, forcing him to let go and recoil with a flurry of curse words.
You gasped, immediately getting to your hands and knees before mirroring the position he’d had over you seconds before, you screamed, stabbing him again, burying the seemingly tiny but effective blade deep in his chest. You stabbed him repeatedly, your own chest burning with the mere effort it was taking to breathe, your voice hoarse from screaming.
A pair of arms wrapped tightly around your frame and you screamed louder, knife still tightly in your grasp, Lloyd laid motionless underneath you.
“It’s me, it’s me” Court spoke softly, still holding you firmly. “You’re okay”
He lifted you to your feet, before turning you to face him, one of his hands closing over yours taking the bloodied knife. “It’s over,” he whispered “He’s dead”
You looked down at your hands, shaking, red and stained with blood “I…I-” you stuttered realizing it wasn’t just your hands, but your entire front.
“Shh” Court soothed pulling you against him as he kissed the top of your head.
You shook as either the adrenaline or fear surged through your body, you weren’t sure which. Court wrapped his arms around you and you buried your face in his chest, finally able to let the tears fall that you hadn’t realized you were holding back.
You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him back tightly as you sobbed, as the reality of how close you had come to never seeing him again sank in.
You pulled back after a few minutes, looking at what remained of Lloyd Hansen, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling as blood pooled around him on the dirty floor; his shirt soaked through with his own blood.
You wiped the tears of your cheek with a shaky hand as Court pulled you against him, he stayed quiet.
“I win, asshole” you whispered, letting yourself be lead by Court from the warehouse to head back home.
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Cowboy Up - Pt.11
A/N: Hey guys just letting you know what the situation in terms of updates going forwards. I am making no guarantees as to updates from now until June because I am at the end of my final year of uni and gonna be v busy with assignments. This won't be going anywhere though and I will have plenty time in the summer to work on it.
As always feel free to send in any requests for this pairing, I likely won't get round to them for a few months but know that I see them and I love you all for engaging with this story which is now nearly 15,000 words! Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list.
Pairing: Ryan (Yellowstone) x Dutton!reader
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Once all the morning jobs had been seen to, everyone had congregated in the corral for some fun roping the dummy on the back of the quad. They’d invited hands from a neighbouring ranch for a bit of friendly competition, although it stopped being friendly the moment bets had started flying. Most of the hands were betting on themselves, obviously confident in their own abilities, but a few from the Yellowstone had put money on y/n who had partnered with the other ranch’s female hand, despite the shouts of ‘traitor’ coming from her co-workers. The only response she’d dignified them with was a middle finger and a guarantee to wipe the floor with them all. Ryan and Lloyd had just had their turn when she lined up to take their shot.
Y/n exchanged a look with the other hand, getting a determined nod in return before she looked at Ethan on the quad and gave him the signal. The quad didn’t go as fast as a steer so the horses could comfortably lope after it as opposed to going flat out like they normally would. Their horses followed it easily and she held steady as the other hand swung her rope over the horns quickly off the mark. Once the horns were done, y/n took her turn swinging the loose rope over head before aiming it at the back legs and hitting her mark. As soon as the loop had tightened, she shifted her weight in the saddle back to which Comanche responded instantly by sliding to a halt in the sand.
Cheers came up from the onlookers at their speed, Rip turning to rib those who’d just gone, “y’all just got beat by some women.”
Lloyd turned to Ryan, “you rope like shit.”
“You’re the one that missed!” He defended
Rip rode up to them, “y’all rope like shit. I’m gonna take those women with me today and y’all can just go fucking pack it in.”
Y/n loped down the arena to stop in front of them, “you should really learn to never bet against me. Jake and Colby made smart choices, I expect my share of your winnings boys!”
“Ladies think you can go two for two?” Rip asked to which they both nodded, “get your ass in there let’s go.”
They watched as the girls reset and ran behind the quad to catch the plastic steer again with practised ease. Lloyd rolled his eyes at the ever present fond look Ryan had in his eyes whenever he watched his girlfriend. At this point everyone in the bunkhouse had figured out they were together, it was just a matter of time until Rip worked it out and he did not envy Ryan when that happened. The foreman’s approval likely meant more to her than any of her family’s did (except maybe what Lee had given her with his gentle teasing in the trailer). Next to him said foreman was looking at the girl with a similarly affectionate smile.
“You’re a soft touch when it comes to her aren’t you,” Lloyd said to him.
He kept his eyes trained ahead, “I don’t know what you’re suggestin’ Lloyd.”
“Bulllshit. I know you put this together today so her mind wasn’t stuck on her mom all day,” he pointed out.
Rip chuckled, “don’t act like you ain’t the softest on her.”
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For the first time in a while, y/n had denied joining the hands in the bunkhouse and instead chose to have dinner in the main house. Part of her had hoped that her family might be able to have one normal dinner on the anniversary of their mother’s death but she should have remembered that the Dutton’s were never capable of normal, especially when it came to the dinner table. When she’d reached the house, the living room was full of men in suits surrounding Beth and her father, clearly some political play that she’d made clear not to involve her in. Jamie was sulking on the porch listening to the chatter so she decided to ignore him, in no mood to deal with her older brother acting like a child.
Instead she sought out Gator for dinner, which he was happy to accommodate considering she’d brushed off pancakes that morning, before having a shower and settling on the opposite side of the porch to Jamie where the talking didn’t reach her ears. As she listened to the noises of the mountains surrounding her and the comforting whickers from the horses, she indulged in the only alcohol she ever did. One beer, on the evening of the anniversary of her mother’s death. Evelyn’s favourite beer. It wasn’t even something she particularly liked the taste of but it made her feel a little bit connected to her mom as she imagined all the gossip they might have been exchanging if the horse never crushed her. Y/n refused to believe John would have done what he did to Kayce if their mom had been around to talk sense into him.
“I thought you didn’t drink sweetheart,” a familiar voice came out of the darkness to interrupt her ‘what ifs’.
Y/n opened her eyes to see her boyfriend in front of her, “just the one for mom each year. Ain’t even that good but it's hers.”
She watched as he came across the grass in front of the porch to lean on the railing in front of her. Ryan tipped his hat at her teasingly which made y/n giggle.
“What’s got you so close to the house cowboy? Aren’t they missing you in poker,” she joked.
He stuck his tongue out at her, “you ain’t much better at it than me sweetheart. Something told me I shouldn’t let you be alone tonight.”
“The house is full of fools tryna get into bed with my father and Jamie’s out here somewhere sulking like a child!” Y/n said the last bit louder in hopes that her brother would get the message and go inside.
Ryan laughed at her lack of subtlety, “Jamie can stay out here for all I care. If everyone in the house is busy suckin’ dick I doubt they’ll notice us sneaking up to your room.”
“Ry are you suggesting I sneak my boyfriend up to my bedroom like a teenager,” she giggled.
He smirked, “well you did say you never got to sneak around when you were a teenager it seemed only fair that I give you the chance to do it now. We’ll both be at the barn in the morning before anyone here is even considering waking up. You know you want to say yes sweetheart.”
“You make a convincing argument. Come on then cowboy.”
Ryan climbed over the porch railing to take the hand y/n was offering before letting her lead him into the house. He made a joke about it being the first time he’d be going through the front door which prompted his girlfriend to elbow him in the ribs. When they entered, she closed the door as quietly as the wood would allow before gesturing for Ryan to take his boots off. Jamie must have heard his sister because he’d moved his sulking to the kitchen where he was sat at the counter burning a hole into his laptop screen. Y/n turned, putting her finger to her lips, before darting past the kitchen entryway and to the stairs. Both of them made it up to her bedroom, making sure the door was shut before bursting into laughter. Y/n felt lighter than she had all day, the weight of the day finally off her shoulders.
She swiped the hat off of his head, putting it on her damp hair with a smirk. Ryan watched her carefully as she moved around the room to put her boots away. When she turned back around he was still by the door, leant against the wall with his arms crossed, eyes trained on his hat still on her head.
“You know what you’re doing there sweetheart?” He asked.
Y/n shrugged, “you askin’ if I know the cowboy hat rule, Ry?”
“Do you?” He pushed off the wall to stand in front of her and placed his hands on her hips gently.
She slid her hands up to rest on his shoulders, “I been around buckle bunnies since I was 15 Ry, course I know the cowboy hat rule.”
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The next morning, y/n was awoken to the loud noise of her alarm blaring from her bedside table. When she tried to turn it off she found herself too far away to reach her phone. Pulling herself further into consciousness, y/n became aware of an arm around her waist and the feeling of Ryan’s lips against her shoulder.
“That’s so fuckin’ loud,” he complained.
She laughed as he let her go to turn the alarm off, “how else do you expect me to wake up before the sun rises?”
“Can’t remember the last time I used an alarm, normally just get woken up by the others getting up,” he explained.
They stayed wrapped up in the warmth of the bed for a few minutes before forcing themselves out of the comfort to get ready for work. Ryan watched as his girlfriend got dressed before putting her hat on his head, not his this time, and followed her down the stairs. Y/n slipped into the kitchen to get two apples, brushing off Gator’s questioning as to why she was taking more than one. After grabbing her jacket from the peg, they walked down the drive to the barn in comfortable silence.
Y/n stopped part way there when she saw the cattle trucks and her dad stood outside, “shit he should still be asleep.”
“Don’t stress I’ll go round the corral and go in the back to the bunkhouse,” Ryan reassured her, dropping a kiss to her cheek, “in a bit sweetheart.”
She watched him go with a smile before taking a breath and steeling herself to speak to John without caffeine.
“Fell asleep in a stall?” She greeted him outside the barn, noting the shavings stuck to the back of his jacket.
John looked over at his daughter, “what you doing down here so early? The hands won’t be out for a bit.”
“I’ll go get Comanche and ride up to meet these at the pasture,” Lucy tactfully ignored her dad’s question, “tell Rip to bring me coffee when they come up.”
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#yellowstone#yellowstone imagine#yellowstone tv#dutton ranch#ryan yellowstone x reader#ryan yellowstone#dutton!reader#ian bohen
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Was rewatching Hands of Time because I wanna get Nya right for my fic (I know I won't but this is an attempt), and I am suddenly remembered of Karlof.
Why is there a metal master? Isn't Cole supposed to be the earth master?
So! Here's why Cole can't metal bend - at least not now, not in this universe, and/or not in my head
Everyone has their own opinions! And this is just me speculating I guess! You can skip if this bores you lmao
Okay for those that are reading my insane and ridiculous overthinking that makes sense for me but might not for everyone cuz I can't explain shit (also cuz yknow this is a lego show for kids all of this wasn't thought through lmao)
So Metal Bending from ATLA is something that always makes me go insane because it is super well brought up AND built up. Because, yknow, Toph is a fucking badass and she's the best actually no contest here I don't take criticism- BUT BUT it's something that somehow feels expected because of how well she handles her powers and how it works when it comes to earth benders
Now for Cole, and earth masters in general, this wouldn't work in my mind, because I feel like the ninjas powers work more in a- "magical" way?
NOW YOU KNOW ME, this does not mean magic doesn't work with physics of our world, yaddi yadda, yknow how crazy I am when it comes to powers being handled with a price, and actually thinking of physics (to an extend, I didn't major in that for a reason LMAO).
But it does occur to me that the connections between powers work differently in Ninjago compared to ATLA
This is also why Nya wouldn't be able to blood bend in my mind (EVEN IF THAT'S FUCKING COOL and I want to see content of it always and forever (are there any content on it actually harrass me if there is I wanna see that)), because she's not that kind of close to water, but she is close to it in an other way?
How would I explain that. Hm.
So like imagine a path, and it bifurcates in two different kinds of fields, but it still started from the same branch. Here, one becomes the bender of the matter, reaching potential as badass as blood bending, while the other masters it, understanding how it works to its fundamental, going as far as fusing with the element itself ; it's what makes it so that fire benders can bend lightning, and why that can't be for the ninjas/masters. Because it was never meant to be that.
This comes with the idea that the "Illusion of Separation" is a thing in ATLA! Which, I think would also be the case in Ninjago IF the FSM hadn't seperated them (the powers)- but I still don't know how to explain my thoughts there, other then to say the FSM had all powers before and there's no way he didn't use them at the same time or make them fuse (yknow aside wind and water of course) but he stopped that when he decided to pass it on future masters? something?
And that's why Karlof is the Master of Metal. It got seperated.
(doesn't that mean it can be brought back together? Lloyd I'm looking at you)
ALSO! I think what's taken into account here is the differences between metal and dirt, rocks and such. The chemical/physical differences, how iron is but a mineral in most cases incrusted too deep into the rock before brought back and used to make pure iron (or something idk the exact names) or used to make steel (with carbon levels being too high but yeah this goes to deep I'll stop now) (also if I'm wrong please tell me I'm not a scientist and idk that much on the subject (I think that shows))
More so, Toph's powers and bending works with WAVES! Cole's doesn't (yet, because if he can actually cause earthquakes then O BOI)
Not only that, but they are all born with those powers, and it's hard to master. But for the ninjas, they're "on their own", in way that the generations before them didn't get to teach them shit before they poofed out, and those that are left behind are people that were as clueless as them- looking at the Smith Parents, or even Wu! Who prbably has to learn everything from his father's scrolls because the FSM is a piece of crap actually (not sure how he's handled in the books but rn in my mind he is a piece of crap with how Wu and Garmadon react to most things (that's another talk a bit more Encanto flavored (generational trauma yknow)))
Also, there's the fact that it took so long for the show to show us Cole control the earth from a distance! Usually, his powers are associated with strength- which is in my opinion a huge waste of talent, BUT AT THE SAME TIME IT'S REALLY COOL! You know what I mean?
BUT COLE, even if he doesn't bend metal, there are other things that come with earth powers, things I CAN'T WAIT TO write about, but won't speak for here since I'm still working on it (also they might actually suck but Idc I'm having fun lol)
I wouldn't be surprised if other people found about these abilities tho. Y'know it's the internet! Lots of people think of the same thing
But uh yeah! I guess that's it?
Thanks for reading, and see ya!
(Also if you think I'm wrong about some things, which I prbbly am, or if you wanna add things, correct some of my stuff and all, you're welcomed to do so! I'm always open to being told I'm wrong LMAO)
#also I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one that has put thoughts to this or came to these same conclusions but hey I still need to ramble#sorry#hat's words#ninjago#ninjago cole#hat's power theories#also I was serious if you got any Nya bloodbender material SPAM ME#I'll go back to work now#if you have more ideas or other things please say so!#or if I'm wrong#i'm repeating myself but it's because#yeah
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Colette loses her life at the Tower of Salvation.
I am just always thinking about Colette's psyche and how much she internalized her worth as only a commodity to save the world since she was a child, and how almost literally everyone enabled this thinking to such a damaging point, that she goes through with her sacrifice. Even Lloyd does this to some degree, that the Chosen will save the world, until he realizes what that actually means. (This got kinda long so the rest is under a cut).
Colette, at one point refers to herself as a creature, and that she wasn't even considered human. She's the offspring of an angel, and her role is to go save the world when she reaches a suitable age, to never be seen again. Almost everyone believed this, including herself.
She's been told time and time again that the world would be better once she's gone, and she believes that too. Because no one in her family, in her church, or in her village tells her otherwise. People cared about her, but for many, their belief in that she needed to fulfill the role she was born for superseded anything else.
Raine is her teacher and protects her, but she's essentially walking her to her death, and feels guilt as she does so. Genis accepts this too, and even tries to stop Lloyd from going to Colette, saying what else could they do? Lloyd is the only one to counter this, once he starts to understand just what being an angel does to her. And he tries so hard to, but he doesn't save her.
Maybe to some people it seems like she made the choice to go to the tower? But it's motivated by years of conditioning, of people telling her she's not human, that she has no other role than this. It’s not really a choice if you feel there isn’t any other choice at all.
Lloyd begging her to not go is him trying to break through over a decade of that conditioning, of that internalization that she’s not meant to keep living. He tries, and he fails. He may have rescued her body afterwards? But he failed in actually saving Colette herself.
Colette does want to save the world, but it's at the cost of losing herself. Selfish to think that, selfish to want there to be another way. Even when Lloyd is the only voice to tell her it's okay to want to live, it doesn't get through to her. The damage done to her is too much.
And even after she comes back, that decade of conditioning, of not seeing herself as human still shadows her. Her body gets covered in crystal, and she think it's a punishment, that it's a symbol of the weakness in her. She can't even say out loud yet that she wants to stay living.
Lloyd is the only voice, at least at the beginning, to tell her that it is okay for her to feel otherwise. It takes so long to break through her, she goes through so much struggle over it until the reveal of her shame and failure makes her collapse. She finally breaks down.
And Lloyd still going to her and saying that the crystal on her skin isn't ugly is what sends her into such disbelief. The only person to keep seeing her, to keep wanting her around. But that's the moment when it changes to how much she can say she wants to live.
Like when she's kidnapped by Zelos and calls out to Lloyd? She's finally letting herself do so, letting herself be selfish and call out to the one person who has been supporting her time and again. She no longer feels she has no choice but to die.
Her trauma is something that can be easily missed, because of her constant need to keep up a positive attitude, brushing off any hurt she sustains. But the people of Sylvarant called her a failure and blamed her for Palmacosta’s destruction, (even shown in Dawn of the New World). I really believe Colette is one of the most deeply traumatized characters in Symphonia, who loses her life at the tower, and Lloyd never gets to save her from that moment.
But the ending with her and Lloyd at the Tree, at the prospect of new life, and that she witnesses the birth of a name, really shows hope not only for the world, but for her as well. She’s seeing the growth of life before her, and she is able to do so without needing to die. Like the tree, she needed love and admiration from another to thrive.
#tales of symphonia#colette brunel#lloyd irving#meta#colloyd#its not the biggest focus but its there#I personally don't think you can talk about either lloyd or colette without referencing the other#theyre just so entwined#anyway this is from a twitter thread I wrote a while ago#I think about Colette and Lloyd's love for her so much#and colette with all she had to go through and unlearn#I want to do more meta stuff in the future#this is a bit rambly honestly but hey thats okay
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You Were the One, Part 8
Summary: Lloyd just wants you to open up
Pairings: Lloyd Hansen X Reader
Rating: 🥺🥺
Warnings: vague mentions of a breakup and miscarriage, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.2K
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Series Masterlist.
Lloyd walks into his living room, to find that you had indeed returned to his house. Not that he minds, it’s just a bit of a shock to his system. Just seeing you comfortable, and curled up on his couch. You had felt more at ease in his home. His scent and essence calmed you, even if he wasn’t here.
It hadn’t taken you but a few minutes to figure out how to bypass his pitiful security system, and you were laying on that fluffy and comfy couch. A soft blanket snuggled up against your face. He drops down his keys, and plops down by your feet. That cute little smirk tells him you’re not asleep.
Pretending to stretch out, you change positions and lay your legs on top of him. As if knowing what you need, he starts rubbing your feet, leaning you to ‘yawn’ and wake up.
“Still hiding from the real world?”
“I can work from home. I’m taking a leave of absence.
“You’re taking a leave from your brand new apartment.”
You pout at him, not to garner sympathy, but an apartment in a new location, all by yourself isn’t what you want. “I’m only playing. Can I at least give you a key, you can quit breaking into my apartment?”
“If you need to.”
A comfortable silence settles between the two of you, and you stare into space, getting in your head. “The new honey pot looks nice.”
“I love and hate that they touched my stuff. I’ll go back and it’s gonna be all wrong.”
“You avoiding Court?”
“You want to order some pizza? Ooh, how about some ice cream from that place we went to. I want to try the toasted marshmallow flavor.”
He pulls out his phone, ordering the two of you some food. Your refusal to answer, told him everything he needed to know. He gets it. But you can’t stay holed up on his couch forever. “How are you feeling?”
“Warm and toasty, and I’m excited about pizza and ice cream. What else did you get?”
“I ordered the whole damn menu, and some beer,” you snort, but settle back quickly. “I meant, physically and mentally.”
“Ugh, do we have to do this?”
“You want open communication, right? This is me asking how you’re doing.”
“I don’t want to talk about this,” you flip over to your side, staring at the television that’s off.
“Don’t shut me out. I want to know. Fine, I got pizza, garlic knots, mozzarella sticks, and whatever else you got that first night you were here,” he grunts out, but doesn’t prod any further. That wasn’t what you were expecting.
You had thought maybe he would continue to pry, but he doesn’t. “I’m surviving,” you tell him softly.
“You know in order to go back to the agency, you’ll have to talk about everything. With the honey pot moving it just looks like you’re running away from your problems,” cutting your eyes over at him, you give him a hard look. He doesn’t react. Just sits there calmly.
“I just don’t want to. I don’t want to see him, and I just need time.”
“If you don’t want to see him, there is always the private sector,” you had heard rumblings that Lloyd possibly worked on the side with a private sector. Everything you had been told about Lloyd all seemed to be a bit false, because you never noticed him doing anything out of the ordinary. But even you couldn’t deny how his behavior was different with you versus everyone else.
“You always said the lack of communication is what drove a wedge between you. I’m here, and I’m trying to listen. I won’t judge you. I just want to be there for you.”
“Why?”
He sighs, settling back further on the couch. Starting to lean over you body, but he retreats, leaving you a wondering what you wanted him to do. Wanting him to make his multiple offers again, but also wanting time. His warm hand rubs on your belly, and he stops when he sees your eyes clench closed. Slowly removing his hand, “Please, don’t leave.”
“I’m not going anywhere, I just want to listen to you,” still with your eyes closed, you readjust your position. Sliding both hands onto his. “Just talk to me.”
“I’m mad at myself. I let Court do this for far too long. Let him pull away from us. I never brought up children, like I should have. But a secret part of me was thinking that the baby would have strengthened us. I know, it’s stupid. But I wanted us to work.”
“Why?” it breaks your heart when he can’t meet your eyes. Staring into the distance, and you have a feeling that your confession hurts him. Your hands resting on his, move to hold him. Your fingers weave together, and you place the other hand over his. Completely engulfed in Lloyd Hansen, and it’s still not close enough.
“I didn’t want us to fail. It was like proving a point to myself. I was forcing the relationship. And I think deep down, I knew we would never make it last. Even if we made it to the wedding. He was too unavailable. You can’t have a relationship like that.”
“It’s the nature of the job.”
“No it’s not,” you tell him with the utmost conviction. “You get out of the relationship what you want to. You can have this job and go weeks, and months without seeing each other, but you put forth the effort to make contact.”
“And if you had someone willing to take you with them, have you in their ear, or if you were left behind, could you do your little honey pot magic and we…you could have a conversation with them?”
“Yes,” you whisper. His face slowly turns towards you, and a moment of soaking the other in passes over you. He leans down over your body, hovering over you, as his eyes flick around your face, memorizing this moment.
“And what do you need to get there?”
“Time.”
“Time to what?”
“Heal. I want to be able to give myself fully to someone. I can’t right now, Lloyd.”
“Do you understand what I’m asking?” you nod your head, and he leans closer, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, “Tell me then.”
“You’re not a rebound. And I don’t want you to be. You’re more than that.”
“Don’t waste my time like Court did to you. I don’t do this.”
“I don’t want to waste your time,” hearing the doorbell, he gets up, but you pull him back for a chaste kiss. “Just give me time.”
“Take all that you need. Just don’t waste mine. And the offer still stands for some private work. More money, and you’re not going to be surrounded by that asshole.”
“Don’t. I don’t need to call him names. He was a part of my life for a long time,” his body stiffens over you, but when you run a hand down his back, he relaxes again. “He’s not a bad person. He’s just not the person for me.”
When he goes to move off of you, you hold him tighter, eyes searching around his own, trying to figure out where he’s going, “Honey, our copious amounts of food is here, and our ice cream will melt. Pick a movie while I go get it.”
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Hey uh, random question
What the fuck happened in Crystallized and why is it so bad?
Thanks to following icy-watch, I'm pretty much thru the ice emperor arc and stuff, but I cannot go another minute without knowing what the hell happened in Crystallized
ok so uh they kinda like screwed up harumis whole like "i dont love lloyd i was just using him" to like i actually like lloyd a little like MAAM you tried to kill him 😭 and also they brought her back to life after her poetic death which like i dont really mind but its whatever
and also the whole "shes with us" thing.. if you didnt know its lloyd basically going like yeah harumis on our side now because she helped fight against the overlord?? not even for any like moral reason it was ONLY because she found out he corrupted the great devourer and then it killed her parents like 💀💀
AND it brought nya back to life too in like the first few episodes like r u serious let her be dead for a minute like i assumed she would come back but that was TOO fast it was like her sacrifice meant nothing.. the whole thing was like oh once you become the ocean u cant turn back but apparently now she can???????
also lloyd.. his whole thing now is he hates oni which is um, did u forget mystake??? shes not even brought up once in this season. and they were hyping up lloyds oni form the whoke time like THIS will be the key to stopping the overlord!!! and then he finally does it, it stays for 3 seconds and then he looks at his reflection and gets scared and then never uses his oni form WHICH IS HYPED UP THE WHOLE SEASON to defeat the overlord 😭
and its also the fact that its the overlord again like omgg r we not done with him
and wu is suddenly like a super law abiding citizen cuz the ninja wanna break the law to save nya and wu is like NO i will not partake in this!!! i love police and the law!! SIR SINCE WHEN HACE YOU CARED!!!!
i will give crystallized points for making me cry tho, it was during pixal and zane ans he was like dying for the 10th time and pixal was like i dont know if theres an afterlife for being such as u and i but i will find you there and it was really sad and like yeah,, also the whole nya thing also made me cry even tho it was kinda sucky IT WAS STILL SAD OK WHEN SHE WAS READING ALL THE LANTERN NOTES 😭
i dont hate crystallized btw, it was really fun to watch and it was one of my fav seasons when i first watched until everyone pointed out all the bad parts and i was like yeah.. this isnt that good but theres a difference between enjoyable and good ok its fun to watch but its sucks
anyway anyone wanna jump in and add more feel free to
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i got tagged by @lightning-chicken to find the words snap, blue, echo and flicker in my fics/wips! Yessss I love this game ahaha thank u Key!! (I only have two active wips atm tho so don't expect too much variety ahaha)
i'd tag some people but I'm drawing a blank on people who haven't been tagged, soooo if you're a fic writer out there feeling eager here's four words for ya: dance, horror, flood, and opposite!
snap- In the Company of the Stars (ch4, unpublished)
“…he was so genuine, Jay. I know that seems stupid, but, you didn't have the chance to talk to him…I, man, you should’ve seen him! He moved like magic, had such a gentle way with words, was silly, sweet, a little shy, but...still wasn't afraid to tell me and show me just what he thought about me."
Jay shakes his head. “Cole—"
“I know how it sounds! But I’ve spent years dealing with people proclaiming how much they wanted to be with me—"
“Oh no, that’s horrible.”
“—and I can see it on their faces every time that they never really meant it!”
Jay’s mouth snaps shut as Cole jumps back to his feet. He starts pacing back and forth, working himself up as he rambles.
“It was never about me with those people; it was the power, the money, the prestige…! Or that they felt obligated, or even pity sometimes, because how could I have gotten this far without finding anybody, right?! What kind of failure of a prince am I?!"
blue- In the Company of the Stars (ch4, unpublished)
Giddy with shameless glee, Cole scoops up the blue bouquet as well, inhaling the inviting floral aroma that makes him more ready for the day than any cup of coffee could ever hope to. He falls back upon his bed in a fit of laughter, coddling the bouquet in lieu of who he’d really like to be hugging right now.
Even if the other party isn't here right now, Cole's never felt more beloved.
Jay, meanwhile, leans in Cole’s doorway as the prince frolics around the room, beginning to sing wildly off-key. The retainer's expression remains absolutely gobsmacked, unsure of whether to be pleased that Cole’s found some sense of joy in this crazy situation…or show some concern for their guests who are wondering just who is "strangling an ostrich from three doors down".
echo- The Legend of the Green Ninja Lives (Ch4, unpublished)
Lloyd wouldn’t really call himself an early riser, so much as an…insomniac.
If it’s not general restlessness, it’s nightmares, and if it’s not nightmares then it’s the thousand-and-one things going through his head at once. And with how yesterday went…it’s no wonder his thoughts just wouldn’t shut up.
He tries pushing all his thoughts down, giving the world a golden hue as he does…but, that has the opposite effect consisting of total, complete silence in his mind. And an echoing nothing is just as unsettling as constant, self-depreciating thoughts.
So, Lloyd wakes up. Even if only in the physical sense.
flicker- The Legend of the Green Ninja Lives (Ch--, unpublished)
"…I just wish life would stop hurting me."
Lloyd stills. Gold flickers at the edge of his vision. He inhales, and his voices quivers as he says,
"…yeah, me too."
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ngl but everytime i see you talk about 383 i really tear up 😭 because really i want to read those chapters in official translation fast....!
speaking of im also kinda against with lloyd ending up with alicia cause aside from them not developing any romance b/w them it also kinda goes against what lloyd wants in a partner? i think he doesn't want a noble and wants to fall in love humbly?
i want to say the author probably isn't good at romance for him to not develop it here but i think they wrote the dragon chef before this i think? which is about romance. im guessing only tho
speaking of romance about javier and sulria when i read the chapter with lloyd remembering the scene in namaran how javier was hugging her body was it shown in a romantic sense or implied javier has feelings for her? i think in the webtoon they added the blushing, coupley vibes between them but not in the novel or i remember wrong?
it is!! such a good chapter!! expect me to freak out all over again when the translation drops!!
and you are correct nonnie! he very much leaves it clear in chapter 254:
Lloyd despised the thought of marrying someone he never met and didn't love just for the sake of business. And so, he wanted to marry someone from a humble background instead of a noble lady.
he values closeness in a relationship far more than he does whatever benefits he can get from it.
moreover, in chapter 313, he establishes what he really wants in life
“Now that I have a prosperous life in this fiefdom, I want to protect it and enjoy everything that it offers. And now, I want to stay here and laze around for the rest of my life. With my family, I have come to yearn for the relaxed life of a retiree. And that is why...” Lloyd meant every word he said, and his voice now contained force.
“It will be just burdensome for me to obtain more power, larger territories, a stronger military, or something along that line. I'll be kept away from leisure to deal with it all. Doesn't it seem like a lot of work? Thus, my only wish is for my family and the people around me to be at ease and happy. I want to live the rest of my life surrounded by their warmth without another day of work.”
does this sound like a guy who would enjoy being married into the royal family, to the queen herself at that, someone we know for a fact loves to squeeze the last bit of use of the talented people around her. does it.
he just. wanted to stay home with his family. relax for the rest of his life with his loved ones in the place he made his home.
plus i also have my own doubts about whether lloyd truly wished to marry or if it was just him desperately trying to stop being so achingly alone. but that's a whole different rant lol
bk moon did write a novel that's focused on romance actually you're right! it's called 'i became the dragon king's chef' but i haven't read it yet and haven't really looked for the entire manhwa. it's cute, berkis and cheongi are adorable, but they do have the advantage of their novel being focused on their relationship and how it develops. it's a different story completely when the romance is just an add-on imo
and you're also right about javier and silurian's romance being a webtoon original! in the webnovel there's nothing to indicate that they were meant to be a couple or that they would be in the future. the sequel throws a line about them having children, but doesn't elaborate either. it's just,, a thing that happened apparently. personally i think it was a 'pair the spares' kind of thing but what do i know xD
weird choice of the webtoon to completely erase silurian's arc about not needing to marry in order to become her father's heiress and instead make her the love interest of one of the protagonist but like. i've said enough about that lol
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unhinged worlds 3
summary: A few years after your father died, your mother marries a new man, to you having a new family meant new beginnings, but what happens when your new beginning comes spiraling apart just because of the people that made them.
paring: dark stepdad Andy Barber x reader x dark dbf Lloyd Hansen x reader x dark stepbrother Johnny storm x reader x dark bbf Colin Shea.
warnings- (DDLG undertones) stepcest, Johnny is NOT Andy's biological father, he is the adopted son. smut, do not engage if you are uncomfortable with any of the following, spanking, blackmail, p in v, edging, thigh riding, oral, fingering.
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This all seemed so wrong–actually it was wrong. The way Andy was eating you out like a madman between your thighs seemed too good to be true, and the fact that some deep part of you liked this made you shiver. Maybe it was because of the foreign praise Johnny and Colin gave you while you squirmed in their grasp while desperately trying to give yourself an ounce of freedom.
“Aww, honey I just know you’re so close already”, Colin said with a mocking grin.
Apparently, Andy didn’t seem to be fooled by your desperate attempt to conceal the moans that were forced out of the back of your throat, because you felt his mouth attach to your clit and aggressively start sucking. You suddenly jumped back, trying to create some sort of distance between the both of you. Andy then just wrapped his arms around your thighs–pulling you closer, which caused a sudden spasm to exit your body.
“Mmm, look at you sweetheart, all sensitive and shit,” Johnny cooed while pinching your exposed nipples, which caused you to let out a weak squeal.
Colin chuckled and squeezed your other nipple roughly, “She’s just a Baby Johnny, she obviously can’t help it,” he said as he leaned down and pecked your forehead. “can’t you Honey? You’ve never felt this good, have you?”
You really haven’t ever felt this good before. Not that you would ever let any of the three men know that, but the desperate whine you let out as Andy shoved his tongue deeper inside of you just made the two men taunt you more, and the unwanted pleasure that Andy was giving you and with the crude words that spilled out of Johnny and Colin–you could feel that tension building up in your lower stomach want to unravel.
Johnny brushed your hair off your sweat covered forehead with his hand, then leaned down to give you a slight peck on your temple, “C'mon sweetheart, go ahead and cum for me–I know you want to.”, Johnny said with a teasing coo.
Andy then reached up to rub your clit, and that was your breaking point. You no longer could hold in that burning sensation, so you just let it go–feeling your body unravel all at once felt like heaven–you must have not noticed the pornographic moan you let out because the chatter of how ‘pretty she sounds’ came to topic.
As soon as your senses finally came back, you didn’t feel loved or cared about at all. You felt dirty, used even. As you lay on the couch with teary eyes, trying to keep up with the sound of your heartbeat, just so you could try to focus on anything other than the situation you're currently in.
Andy snapped you out of your train of thought when you felt your body being set up to lean against Johnny. Suddenly feeling exposed you bring your knees up to your chest while trying to somewhat cover your exposed chest, but considering the only two bare naked people in the room are You and Johnny–it didn’t seem to surprise you.
Andy then grabbed your chin and tilted your head up, so your gaze was meeting his, then he said, “You did really good honey, I know that was scary, but you sat there and took it like a big girl. Daddy’s so so proud of you.”, he then leaned in to give you a soft kiss on the lips.
Even though his praises did make you feel a little better–you couldn’t stop shaking–the heater broke at the end of spring, so it was always extra chilly in your house. That's why you always wore comfy sweaters around.
Johnny seemed to notice how much you were shivering when he wrapped his arms around you because he said, “You cold baby? Don’t you know I’m a human furnace?”, he asked with a teasing tone. You responded with a small, “yes..I’m cold”, and Johnny seemed to take that as a pass to go ahead and pull you on top of his lap while he adjusted his arms to wrap around you more tightly.
You didn’t even notice Andy left because he came back with what looks like one of his cable knit sweaters and a fresh pair of panties, then he made his way over to you with long strides before kneeling in front of you.
“Daddy got you a nice cozy sweater and fresh pair of panties for his special girl.” Andy said softly as he pulled the overly large sweater over your head and pulled the cotton panties up your legs.
Colin cooed teasingly at your flushed face before saying, “aww, that was nice sweetheart, what do you say?”, you looked down at your lap and fidgeted with your fingers–trying to hide your flushed face.
Andy chuckled before responding for you, “Don’t tease her, she’s just a little shy right now. Isn’t that right honey?”, you look at Andy's smug expression before nodding.
He kisses your forehead before standing back up and sitting by you and Johnny, “That reminds me, your uncle Lloyd is coming tomorrow to stay for a while–you don’t know him honey, but-”, Andy gets cut off by Johnny when he quickly responds with, “That fucker is NOT my uncle. Why is that asshole coming anyway?” Andy rolls his eyes at his banter before he continues.
“Well, I’ve been telling him about our little angel, and he wants to come and see her.”, Andy says sternly. This conversation between them both seemed to make you perk up because, who is Lloyd? Why has he been telling this man about you?
Andy seemed to sense your concern, so he pulled you onto his lap, “Oh honey, there's no reason to be worried...”, he said before he adjusted you on his lap, so you were straddling his legs, then he rested his hands on your hips.
Andy then continued, “Lloyd really likes you sweet girl, so there would be no reason for him to be mean to you unless you’re not very nice, but I won’t have to worry about that because you're a good girl, right?” You paused, trying to process his words, but the expression on his face said, ‘give me an answer now.’ so you just nodded.
“Words angel, I wanna hear that pretty voice.” Andy said sternly, so you responded “Yeah”, you could tell that wasn’t what he was looking for, but he seemed to settle thankfully.
Colin then pitched in, “don’t believe him baby, that guy is a total asshole–he’s probably into some fucked up shit-” Andy cut him off quickly before scolding, “Stop that, you’re scaring her..remember you’re in my house Colin.”
This new information makes you nervous. Scared actually. What if Colin was right–just like he was right about Andy. All you felt right now was overwhelmed and afraid, you never asked for any of this, so now you could only assume this random man was gonna come here and do worse things to you.
You could feel a sob bubbling up in your throat, chest tight, heart racing, you don’t know why you felt embarrassed about the tears that were running down your face. They are the ones doing this to you, it's not your fault, but you couldn’t seem to think when you were hyperventilating and a fresh rack of sobs coming out all at once.
Andy tried to calm you down, rubbing your back and squeezing you in a tight hug did little to cease how upset you felt, “sweetheart, look at me.”, you couldn’t think all you could do was trying to get away from him–you hated how he touched you–how safe he made you feel, how gentle he was. You hated this but you couldn’t help but look at him when he told you too.
“Such a good girl..I know you’re overwhelmed honey, but nothing bad is ever gonna happen to you when you’re here. Lloyd is not gonna hurt you because he knows he needs to be gentle with you.” Andy said as he pressed your head into the crook of his neck.
Johnny leaned over to rub your back and pressed a kiss on the top of your head before saying, “Colin was just exaggerating baby, he’s not that much of an asshole.” Johnny then got up and stretched his arms above his head before continuing, “In fact, he’ll probably treat you just like his little princess, I bet you’ll end up loving it as much as he does.” he ends as he walks away with a yawn.
You could hear a distant “goodnight”, being called, but you just laid against Andy’s chest–listening to the sound of his heartbeat as he spoke once more, “He’s right honey, everything is gonna be okay..I’d explain more but you look sleepy, you wanna sleep with daddy tonight? I give great bedtime cuddles.”
You yawned tiredly before snuggling into his chest more and closing your eyes, letting sleep take you over. Andy chuckled before peppering a bunch of kisses on your face, “Alright cutie, let’s get you to bed. Goodnight Colin don’t say anymore shit like that again.” he said while giving a glare to Colin.
“Night’ Mr. B, tell my baby I said goodnight.” Colin responded with a smug grin.
Andy gave him a groan and carried you bridal style to his bedroom–setting your sleeping figure under the duvet. He walked over to his side of the bed, sliding his shirt off while watching your sleepy figure. Andy slid under the blanket beside you and reached over your head to turn the lap off. He pulled you closer to his chest and kissed the crown of your head.
Andy yawned quietly, “goodnight honey, I love you.”
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He couldn't even call for help as he fell to the ground with his vision dimming rapidly. The only thing he could do was feel his heart beat rapidly in his chest due to the panic of the fact that Lloyd could have just gotten himself killed. Takes place during season 1
Lloyd was really starting to hate this whole "green ninja" thing.
Between the fact that it seemed as though the "watch Lloyd" statement his uncle had made when he first moved in with them had gotten ten times more strict just because of a title and the whole "having to fight your dad" thing…yeah, he was really starting to hate it.
He understood why he wasn't allowed to go anywhere by himself. For one, he was still a kid, that hadn't changed since he had been taken captive by Pythor. Between that and his recently revealed destiny, it made sense.
What didn't make sense was that every time the others would go out to fight the serpentine or on yet another search for the final Fangblade, Nya would go into this denial mode where she wouldn't tell him where or why they were going until they had returned before following behind as Samurai X.
Which meant he was alone in the creaking walls of The Bounty and was forced to hope that one of the others had taken pity on his exile from the outside world and had bought a new Fritz Donnegan comic or a new video game.
After all, it wasn't like he could train himself for a fight that he wasn't even sure that he wanted to win due to the fear of what he could lose.
So when they had pulled to a stop and had jumped off of the deck of the ship onto the ground, Nya following closely behind in her mech, Lloyd couldn't help but turn to his uncle and ask, "I can't go this time?" even though he knew how he would respond.
And like clockwork, he nodded as he spoke, his voice low, "it's best to let the ninja handle this one." before he walked below deck, leaving Lloyd by himself yet again, forced to watch the others battle the snakes in droves as his stomach twisted.
'This is because of me. This is all because I opened those tombs,' he thought to himself, but as he looked down at the green gi he was wearing and how it seemed to shine with the sun's reflection, he lifted his hood over his head and took a long, deep breath, 'I have to help them fix this.'
And with that, he grabbed onto the chain of the anchor and slid down, holding tighter and tighter as the ground got closer and closer and for a brief second let the all too scary thought cross his mind.
'Is this a bad idea?'
…
Kai knew that he bragged about a lot of things, but he had gotten really good at fighting these snakes that he was pretty sure that he could do it in his sleep. Hit, spin, fire. Hit, spin, fire. Hit, spin, fire.'
If it wasn't for the chance that they could get the blades, he'd be growing bored and tormenting his sister over the comms asking if she could do him a favor and get everyone's McDonald's order while making sure he adjusted for each different breed of snake. Don't look, hit, spin, fire. Deflect with metal, hit, spin, fire. Dodge venom, hit, spin, fire. Loosen muscles, hit, spin, fire.
If it had been Cole, he would have compared it to dance steps, or Jay, instructions for a video game. But Kai viewed it as blacksmith work, which he had never been that good at, but he tried his hardest to memorize. 'To forge the perfect weapon, you first need the right metal and plenty of heat. Cool it off and presto!'
As he pushed back a few Venomari, he had to keep the mental image of the horribly mangled sword that had been in his hands a little more then a year ago to himself because even though he looked back on it fondly, the last thing he wanted was for Nya to hold it over his head for another six months.
But just like that, the lightheartedness of his mind crumbled into chaos. The first thing was the green out of the corner of his eye that couldn't have been a snake, it was too dark. He knew it was Lloyd who had snuck off of The Bounty and had gone head first into the battle despite not even knowing how to do spinjitzu yet.
But before his lips could move and he could shout at the young boy to 'get back on the ship', that's when pain washed over him suddenly before he even had a chance to breathe and his hands went to the wounded area, only to feel warm liquid seep onto his hands.
He had been stabbed, and by the way it felt, it was bad. Really bad.
He couldn't even call for help as he fell to the ground with his vision dimming rapidly. The only thing he could do was feel his heart beat rapidly in his chest due to the panic of the fact that Lloyd could have just gotten himself killed.
Kai had no idea how long his world had darkened. One moment, he was bleeding in the midst of one of the largest battles he had been in, if not the largest, and the next thing he knew, his surroundings were shockingly quiet.
Even when they would go to sleep at the end of the day, The Bounty creaked and cracked throughout the night, so there was only one logical explanation.
'I'm definitely dead.'
Luckily, when he shifted slightly and a ripple of pain traveled up the left side of his body, he was pretty sure that he was not dead, which was relieving for a brief moment until a new thought entered his mind.
'Lloyd.'
He didn't have to wait for an answer on that one, however; he just had to have the strength to open his eyes to see the small child in his oversized gi looking at him from the doorway with a face that couldn't be described as anything other than pitiful; his recently turned green eyes were shiny with tears and his cheeks had the same effect.
"Lloyd? Are you okay?" Kai spoke, realizing just how dry his mouth was as the words made their way out. "Did you get hurt?"
"Did I get hurt?" Lloyd's eyes were wide with something like anger or confusion, "you got fucking stabbed,-"
"Hey, your uncle said you're not allowed to swear anymore."
"-and it's my fault."
And with that, the tears ran down the boy's face which stunned Kai into silence immediately. Yes, he had comforted Nya when she had been crying in the past, but that had been way different.
This was an eight year old boy who had just had his entire world shaken up in a way that Kay couldn't even begin to pretend to relate to and now he had convinced himself that everything going wrong was because of him.
"Lloyd, hey," he spoke softly as he shifted to face him better, biting back the sharp pain from moving, "bud, this wasn't your fault."
"Pythor did it, and I let him out-"
"I'm gonna stop you right there," Kai cut him off, startling his tears into a stop, "your dad does a lot of bad things, you know that."
"Not helping."
"Well, let me finish, short stack," Kai responded before continuing, "remember when your dad was staying here to help rescue you and he started to try and steal files?"
"Yeah, because it was a few days ago."
"Saying that Pythor stabbing me was your fault because you let him out is like saying that it's your uncle's fault that our files got stolen because he let Garmadon stay here. You are not responsible for other's actions. You got that?"
Lloyd nodded, but the tears were still on his face and his body was still shaking with the cries. It seemed as though hearing what he was saying wasn't the same as understanding what he was saying. But, Kai knew that he couldn't make Lloyd understand, so he sighed and adjusted on the bed, wincing at the sharp shot of pain.
"Are you okay?" Lloyd asked, his voice still shaky from crying.
"Sit next to me, kid," Kai insisted, waiting for him to pull himself onto the bed and sit in the empty space, "I don't blame you. So you don't need to blame yourself. Okay?"
The room was silent again. If it could have been, it was more quiet then when he initially woke up. But all he could focus on was waiting for Lloyd's response and if he had to continue with the damage control or not.
"Okay." Lloyd breathed at last, and Kai couldn't help but sigh in relief as well before asking the next question on his mind.
"How mad did your uncle get when you snuck off The Bounty?"
#Ninjago#Lego Ninjago#Kai (ninjago)#lloyd garmadon#pythor p chumsworth#season 1#rise of the snakes#kid lloyd#angst#hurt/comfort#whump#stabbed#friendship
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Saw the Greenflame post and wanted to put my two cents in.
I agree with you that they work better as siblings. That Kai is more of an older brother figure to Lloyd as he is to Nya. I do not personally ship them, and I never will.
However, I don't think bashing people who DO ship it is a good idea. The ship itself, in my eyes, isn't problematic. Yes, Kai knew Lloyd as a kid, but it was very brief, and Lloyd is now mentally of age, so he can make those kinds of decisions for himself.
Do I ship it? No.
Do I think it should be canon? Fuck no!
But do I think it's okay to ship and okay to like? Yeah, as long as Lloyd is of age, both mentally and physically.
I just feel like communities, not just Ninjago, need to stop biting each other's faces off just for liking ships that others do not. Unless it's like a proship, which in this case it's not.
Again, this is my opinion, my two cents. You are entitled to yours, and I just wanted to step into the ring.
Honestly, that's completely valid and I might be overreacting a little bit. I know that some greenflame anti's have sent like... death threats... to greenflame shippers and I would never go that far.
I just think that it's a weird situation. Like... imagine you are sixteen and you meet a nine year old and then like... you start dating. Granted, there's tea aging and stuff that wouldn't happen in real life but still. Knowing someone when they're that young and then like... being with them? It just seems so icky to me. ESPECIALLY when some people who ship greenflame use moments from when Lloyd was young to prove their points. (Not all greenflame shippers do this, but I have seen some who do).
Again, I know I'm probably being a little dramatic about this, but at the end of the day, I'm not going to threaten someone or tell them they're not a real fan if they ship it. I would just prefer that people who ship greenflame maybe not interact with me about that specific ship. It makes me suuuper uncomfortable. Especially since as a young kid I was exposed to some very uhm... adult?? artwork of them.
I guess I didn't mean to bash the people who ship the ship as much as I meant to bash the ship itself and I can see now why it seemed like I was bashing the people, so thank you for bringing that to my attention. I appreciate it and will do better from now on! /gen
Edited to add:
I did go back and delete those posts because they were pretty aggressive. I'm horrible at regulating my emotions and I kinda just... typed and posted. My intent wasn't to hurt anyone and if I did I apologize.
#ask llanna#lets talk about legos#thank you anon for bringing this up!#/gen#i promise i mean it#im terrible at sounding genuine
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