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northpen · 5 months

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i finished writing chapter 1 of my new fic (i'm going to write it to completion before uploading it) so here is a sneak peek of the introduction!! (warning for needles and a character being sedated)

1. LLOYD — 07:22 AM

Nobody likes Lloyd Garmadon. And they especially don’t like him the day after a Garmadon attack on Ninjago City.

It hurts, but Lloyd can’t bring himself to blame them. His father’s attacks hurt people. They level buildings. They destroy lives. They make people angry, and angry people need a target for their aggression. Since Lord Garmadon is good at hiding, they turn to the next best thing: his son.

This makes going outside pretty dangerous. On normal days, it isn’t uncommon for strangers to yell at him, or attack him, or even try to follow him home from school. If a Garmadon attack is particularly destructive, Lloyd doesn’t bother leaving his apartment at all—people have the tendency to get a little stabby when the damage is bad enough. It just isn’t safe for him.

Last night was the worst attack they’d seen all year. Lloyd would need to have an actual death wish to risk showing his face on the street.

It’s a good thing he doesn't plan on being outside for more than ten minutes.

After getting dressed, Lloyd reaches below his sheets and sticks his hand into a slit in the mattress. He pulls out a small satchel of electronics. Now, these aren’t just any electronics—they’re gifts from Blue, resident tech designer of the Secret Ninja Force. Among the goodies are a stun gun, smoke pellets, by-pass keys, and a number of other devices he could use for self-defence. Their presence in his mattress has always made him feel a little safer at home.

Lloyd upends the bag over the floor. He pushes the smoke pellets out of the way, then crushes each device underfoot. Once they’re reduced to small enough pieces, he sweeps them up and dumps them in the toilet. He tosses in the smoke pellets and flushes them away.

Before returning home last night, he ditched his ninja communicator in a pile of rubble. His gi is stored under bricks somewhere else in the city. There is absolutely nothing in his apartment or on his person that could connect him to the Green Ninja.

You see, Lloyd doesn’t plan on being safe today. But he doesn’t plan on dying, either.

He’s going to be abducted instead.

08:10 AM

If this were a normal school day, Lloyd would leave his apartment building through the fire escape and make his way to school through Ninjago City’s alleyways. He would move with his hood up and head down to conceal his face. He would hide behind dumpsters and boxes if he heard anyone else in the alleyway. He would take different routes to make it impossible for someone to trace his path back to his apartment building. No one knows where he lives, and Lloyd intends to keep it that way—it’s the only place where he can be himself without facing danger.

Today, he leaves his building not via the fire escape, but through the front entrance. He walks along a main road, hood down and chin up to give anyone passing by a clear view of his face. If anyone is looking for Lloyd Garmadon this morning, they’ll find him. And he knows people are looking for him.

A few blocks ahead of him, a couple of men stand beside an idling van with tinted windows. While crossing a busy intersection, he sees another van waiting on an adjacent road. One of the men posted outside is conducting a sweep of the area. When he sees Lloyd, he puts a handheld radio to his mouth and starts speaking.

Lloyd steps onto the same block as the first van. His heart beats quicker with anticipation. As he moves to pass the van, one of the men steps directly into his line of sight. Lloyd crashes head first into his chest.

It’s a little hard to act annoyed, but he does his best. “Ugh, watch it,” he grumbles. He tries to step around the enforcer, but he moves to block his path once more.

The enforcer opens his jacket, giving Lloyd a peak at the long blade strapped to his chest. With a smile, he asks, “Did you need a lift to school today, Garmadon?”

Before Lloyd can respond, the enforcer grabs him by his shirt and pulls him towards the van. Lloyd puts up a pretend struggle, pulling at his arms and kicking his knees, but refrains from using one of the many tricks he knows that could be used to get out of his grasp. Another enforcer opens the van’s back doors and helps drag Lloyd inside the rest of the way.

The doors are shut behind them. A thick bag is pulled over Lloyd’s head, robbing him of his vision. Someone binds his wrists behind his back with scratchy rope. Once they're done, they use their weight to pin him to the van’s floor. As the van pulls away, the rumbling engine rattles his skull painfully.

“Ow,” he mumbles. He makes a half-hearted attempt to throw off the person on top of him. They punish him by pulling back his head and slamming it against the floor.

“Shut up!” they command. “If you keep talking, we’ll gag you.”

That isn’t threatening enough to silence him. “What do you want from me?

Another voice—the enforcer from outside—speaks up. “We want your father. We want him gone. You’re going to help us do that.”

Lloyd opens his mouth to protest, but falls short of speaking when he feels something prick his arm. The effect is immediate. Within seconds, his body feels heavy as lead and he can barely think at all.

Sedation. Of course.

“Just sit tight, kid,” the enforcer says. “This will be over before you know it.”

With sick satisfaction, Lloyd smiles at how wrong they are. All of his kidnappers are wrong.

They want to use him as bait for Lord Garmadon. Unfortunately for them, Lloyd’s father doesn’t care for him at all—he won’t exchange peace for Lloyd’s life. This whole plan of theirs is going to end up as yet another fruitless attempt to save the city from Garmadon’s attacks.

That doesn’t mean it won’t save him. As long as he doesn’t die in the process, Lloyd will leave this kidnapping an innocent man. The world will finally realize that Lloyd has nothing to do with his father and leave him alone.

Okay, so maybe this isn’t the smartest way to prove his innocence. But Lloyd has tried every other trick in the book, and sixteen long years of isolation and undeserved hostility are starting to make him a little desperate. This is a huge gamble, but it’s one he’s willing to take. It’s one he has to take.

Nobody likes Lloyd Garmadon. This abduction is going to change that for good.

#fun little masked movieverse au #where no one can decide if they want to look for the missing green ninja #or try to rescue lloyd from his kidnappers #ninjago #fic: shark bait #wip #my fics

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guardian-of-da-gay · 6 months

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Throw It All Away

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It’s Tails who finds it. An old owl legend that says the Master Emerald has the power to alter its guardians. Granting them unnatural long life, slowly mutating their bodies and altering their minds. Is it really true? Tom, Maddie, and Sonic all try to brush it off, but multiple sources confirm the Master Emerald’s power to corrupt. They talk among themselves and decide an intervention may be in order.

They bring their concerns to Knuckles and find that not only did he already know of all this, but he’s wholly unconcerned. Just because the Master can change his body and mortality doesn’t mean it’s corrupting him. Do not be so quick to fear what you don’t understand!

That’s when Sonic ‘if I throw the bomb out the window, that’s problem solved’ Wachowski makes a snap decision that will change their family forever.

tw angst, miscommunication, panic attacks, hurt no comfort, betrayal, bad decision making skills all around

The Master Emerald hit the water and sank immediately. Knuckles watched as the last thing left to him of his family, his tribe, his entire species vanished into the depths of the ocean. The warp ring closed and his world narrowed with it. The Wachowskis and the back deck faded out. Knuckles could see nothing but that little ring of ocean growing smaller and smaller before it vanished all together.

Reforming the Emerald all those months ago had kindled a small nest of warm energy inside of him. When the ring vanished he felt that energy gutter. It wasn’t a physical pain, but his mind knew of no other way to process it. He squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying to ride it out. He had withstood horrible pain in his life and shown no weakness, but he had no barriers against this agony.

He felt as he did after a nightmare. Ears ringing, breathing fast and wrong. Usually he would rise from his bed and sit before the Master and allow the soft flutter of its power to soothe him. But it was gone. Only a faint echo remained, a distant voice he couldn’t hear. He couldn’t stop shaking. Why couldn’t he breathe? Why wouldn’t the pain fade?

There were many voices around him, but he struggled to pick them apart.

“I thought we agreed…”

“Knuckles?”

“... better to ask forgiveness than permission!”

“This wasn’t the plan!”

The plan?

“Uh, pretty sure we talked at length …”

“Knuckles!”

“...the best idea!”

“I mean, at least this way…”

“Honey, can you hear…”

“...it’s too late now!”

“Tom!”

“... really freaking out…”

“Sonic!”

“...deep breaths. Like when we do yoga?”

What was ‘the plan’?

“Knux? … You okay?”

Knuckles’ focus was slow to return. He became aware of his family around him. They’d been talking about something. Before. Called him out to his favorite spot on the back deck to sit and talk about… The Emerald. And Him. He hadn’t liked what they’d said. They’d argued. And then Sonic…

He turned to Sonic beside him, feeling as though he were half-asleep. His brother watched him with soft concern. It took a moment for Knuckles to remember how to speak:

“You are playing a joke on me?” His voice sounded strange.

Sonic’s ears flattened, answering before his mouth could. “No, Knuckles. I uh… I really threw it away.”

The plan.

Knuckles gasped like he was coming up from drowning. Everything snapped into stark clarity.

“You!” He snarled, backing away. “You liar!” He raised his fists, ready for the turn. The confrontation.

The soft concern shifted to something more alarmed. “What–”

“This was all a trick to steal the Emerald!”

“Sweetie–” Healer Maddie’s hand touched his shoulder and he darted away, leaping off the deck stairs and whirling to snarl up at them.

“I should have known Longclaw’s apprentice would never leave the Emerald in the hands of an echidna !” He yelled. “You have been scheming this from the beginning!”

He was met with a chorus of predictable denials:

“Woah, hey! That’s not what happened–”

“Sweetie, no . We were just worried–”

“We would never do that to you–”

But it made perfect sense. All the Wachowkis’ attempts to get him to ‘open up’? They were searching for weaknesses. Their urging to do things other than guarding the Master Emerald? Distractions. Trying to get him to relax, to indulge in games and desserts and ‘coziness’? They’d just wanted him soft and weak!

“Don’t lie to me! I know your game!” He roared. “You did all this–made up this lie that we were a family! – all so that one day you could take the Emerald from me and I would allow it!”

At least Robotnik had confessed his treachery as soon as he could. Not like these traitors who professed to love him even as they stabbed him in the back. And then they acted like they expected him to fall into their arms for comfort over the harm they caused! If their shocked reactions were anything to go by, they certainly expected his forgiveness.

“Bro,” Sonic moved with speed to stand before him. “You are coming to all the wrong conclusions.” He seemed more frustrated than upset by Knuckles’ accusation. Further proof their brotherhood was a sham.

“Sonic, dial it back,” Maddie said, hurrying down the steps. Tom trailed after her. “We knew he wasn’t going to like this! Cut him some slack.” She turned to Knuckles like she hadn’t just confirmed they’d been conspiring against him. “Knuckles, honey, I know this is hard. You deserve to be upset, but I promise you we haven’t been lying. We love you.”

“If you loved me, you would not have done this!” His anger was undermined by a crack in his voice.

She paused, having the gall to look at him with pity. “Oh, honey, I’m so–”

“NO!” He snapped. “I am not your ‘honey’ and I am not your ‘bro’! You are not understanding: I have found you out! You can’t pretend this is some family squabble. This is an act of war!”

That finally gave them pause. Tails cowered by the deck chairs, looking quickly between all of them. Tom and Maddie exchanged concerned glances. The silence was of course broken by Sonic: “Okay, you’re being really dramatic right now! I think we just need to simmer down–”

White hot rage filled him. He advanced on the hedgehog, but Tom stepped between them.

The rage fled him immediately, replaced by a cold focus. The human reached out toward him–to continue the charade of the caring paternal figure or to drop it and attack. Knuckles didn’t know. He didn’t wait to find out.

Humans were so pathetically fragile. The slightest shove with an open palm sent Tom flying. Not lethal, but he wouldn’t get up again soon.

One threat neutralized.

Sonic was the far greater concern. Sturdier than the humans and infinitely faster.

Maddie hadn’t even finished her sharp gasp before Knuckles’ next attack. He struck the ground hard . Earth exploded around them. The back windows shattered. This was a strategic move: disrupt the terrain, blast everyone away from him and off their feet, throw up a blinding dust cloud. Instill chaos.

One thing Knuckles had learned with the Wachowskis: In the years Sonic and Tails had lived alone, they had still lived ‘civilized’ lives as best they could. They relied on fragile gadgets and useless trinkets, never honing their natural abilities. Knuckles could hear their breath. Feel the vibrations of their footsteps. Smell their fear.

With Sonic’s speed hampered, Knuckles set his eyes on the next threat: Tails. The fox was carrying several devices. Knuckles could sense their electricity. He wouldn’t kill a child, but he couldn’t let the fox get in his way. Luckily he had one warp ring on him.

He attacked from behind. Grabbed the fox by his tails. Thought of that cold mountain where they’d found the compass all those months ago. He threw the ring and flung the fox through the opening gate. The kit’s scream was cut off as he crashed into a snow drift.

Another threat neutralized.

“Tails!” Sonic yelled. Giving his position away like a fool.

“Tails!” Maddie coughed. “Where are you? Sonic?”

“Hang on,” Sonic cried back. “I’m gonna clear this dust–”

Knuckles swung.

Sonic dodged. “Woah!”

He swung again.

The hedgehog ducked. “Knuckles! Cut it out! Seriously–” He leapt back and avoided a kick to the face. “You are not doing a good job convincing me you don’t have some Gollum-y dependence on the freakin’ Emerald of Power!”

Pointless jokes! His brother ( not his brother!) had never had any respect for him! Knuckles snarled as he leapt forward, again and again, swiping each time and each time missing.

“There’s gotta be something wrong with you–attacking Dad like that? Me? I get! But he’s never been anything but nice to you!”

His blows slowed as the words sunk in. Tom had always been good to him. And he had no allegiance to Longclaw, no stakes in the war over the Emerald. Neither had Tails. Why had they taken Sonic’s side? Why was no one ever on Knuckles’ side?

Sonic’s evasion slowed along with Knuckles’ blows, but his mouth kept going. “You’re attacking your family over some stupid rock. Don’t you see how messed up that is?”

That stopped Knuckles dead. Sonic’s ears twitched forward in interest. But his words certainly weren’t hitting the way he’d hoped.

Stupid rock. Stupid rock?! So many of Knuckles’ people had died, for centuries, for that ‘stupid rock’. Knuckles had devoted his childhood to finding–and sworn his whole life to guarding–the Master Emerald. He had suffered grief and violence and slavery and treachery for one purpose and Sonic took it. Threw it away. Called it stupid .

Sonic, who had brought him into his home. Given him a family, a warm place to sleep and food to eat–a world of kind words and soft touches and urging to relax, to let his walls down, to share the bad memories and painful broken pieces in his heart.

It was messed up that he had made up that colossal lie just to trick him. To continue the work Longclaw gave her life for. Knuckles should have known better. But now he was going to continue the work his tribe had given their lives for.

Sonic was so confident his manipulations were successful, for once he didn’t react fast enough. The crack of Knuckles’ fist against the hedgehogs’ jaw was satisfying. The blow was strong enough to take Sonic off his feet, his body nearly horizontal. Knuckles snatched his ankle before he could go flying away. He swung him around and smashed him into the earth. Then whipped him back the other way, over his head.

A cell phone cracked on the ground as coins and random bits of candy fell from the hedgehog’s spines. A few high metallic pings told him he’d shaken loose Sonic’s stash of spare rings. He bashed the hedgehog into the ground once more. Lifted him up, let go. Punched hard.

Sonic yelped as he was sent flying. Knuckles launched himself after.

Sonic crashed into a tree.

Knuckles’ hand crashed into his throat.

This was familiar. But Tails wasn’t here. There was no one to stop him this time.

Knuckles squeezed. Not his full strength. He never used that against living things. But the constant thought of how much strength to use rose within him and gave him pause. Was this it? Was he going to kill Sonic? He was one of the greatest threats Knuckles had ever faced (and he had faced plenty). But it wasn’t necessary, was it? He would get the Master Emerald back and he didn’t need to kill Sonic to do it, did he?

“Knuckles!” Maddie screamed. Her voice was far too close.

He dropped the hedgehog and whirled, snarling. His quills flared and he let the chaos energy enter his eyes so even in the lingering dust she could see them glowingand know he was not to be trifled with. She stopped immediately. Took a step back. Empty hands up in front of her. Her eyes were wide and fearful as they flit between him and where Sonic slumped, coughing and gasping for breath. She looked as pained as if he’d attacked her instead.

A pathetic part of him shrank at the sight. This was the only mother he’d ever known. The one he’d grown closest to since he’d joined the Wachowski tribe. He would have done anything to protect her, to please her, to make her proud. He’d loved her. He still loved her.

He tried to chase the feeling from his heart. She’d lied to him. They’d all lied to him. Played on his naivety and the pathetic need for companionship that he couldn’t seem to choke out of himself. All to steal what was most important to him–his reason for living for the past ten years.

“Oh Knuckles… Honey, this… this isn’t what you think I promise you– I promise you –” She stepped toward him, arms out, entreating. “We love you. That’s not a lie.”

He shook his head like he could shake the words out. “Stay back!” He took a step back himself. Pitiful.

She paused, holding her empty hands higher as if to emphasize how unarmed she was. She bent slightly, making herself smaller. She didn’t need to, he knew she was no threat.

“Please, baby… let’s just… let’s just take a minute, okay? Just a minute to calm down. I know you’re hurting, I’m so sorry. Please–”

“I will hurt you!” He warned, but his voice came out wrong.

Maddie shook her head gently and looked at him with that same softness that had once made him feel so warm. “I know you Knuckles,” she said. “I trust you’re not going to hurt me.”

Knuckles drew in a ragged breath at her words. “I trusted you not to hurt me.”

Maddie’s eyes watered as she drew in a shaky breath. She blinked and her tears slipped free.

The sight made him want to take it all back. To beg her forgiveness and fall into her arms and let her soothe him and ask her please, please let’s get the Emerald and she would agree and everything would go back to how it was. Back to those peaceful, ignorant days meditating with her on the porch, overlooking his garden while Tails tinkered in the garage and Tom played with Ozzie and Sonic flitted around doing a little of everything.

But that could never be again. It had never been real to begin with.

Maddie wasn’t crying because she loved him and felt his pain. She was crying because he loved her and knew her tears would chain him into compliance. He could not let himself be caged by their lies any longer.

A gleam caught his eye. Sonic’s warp rings.

He leapt away from the human, snatching three rings off the ground. He threw one and a portal opened high in the air above a field of lava, towering cliffs in the distance. A place he knew well. Perfect for evading potential pursuers.

“Knuckles!” Maddie screamed. “No!”

“Knux–” Sonic croaked as he jerked to his feet. He stumbled. “Don’t–!”

Knuckles leapt through without a second glance.

For a moment he was weightless, his strength carrying him far through the sweltering air. Nothing could reach him here. His jump gradually shifted to falling and he spread his body and spines, gliding easily. Familiar thermals caught him and he was lifted high along the cliff face. He saw a skeletal bush and collapsed his spines, catching himself on the cliffside with his spurs. Only then did he look back.

The portal had closed. His former family left behind. He didn’t know how he felt about that. And he didn’t care. It was the Wachowskis who had tried to get him to draw out his emotions and examine them–a useless distraction. Look where it had led him! He’d lost the Emerald through his own stupidity.

Knuckles climbed.

After crawling along the cliff face a few moments he found a narrow crevice. Even the greatest warrior in the galaxy needed a place to lick his wounds. This was one of his boltholes. It was smaller than he remembered, but he squeezed through. There were no foreign scents to greet him, just his own faded smell.

He meant to start planning his next move. Instead, as the calm focus of battle fled him, the strange breathing from before started again. Why? Was this something the Wachowskis had done? Had they poisoned him? Some sort of mind control that made him panic at the thought of losing them? Knuckles gasped for air, thoughts racing, body shaking, ears ringing, eyes blurring–no. No, that was because he was crying.

But why? He’d faced all manner of horrors and pain that still left him waking from sleep in a cold sweat–but he'd come away without shedding a tear. He didn’t cry! He hadn’t cried since he lost his tribe… This wasn’t the same as then though. The Wachowski’s had never truly been his tribe. They had only been pretending! Why should he mourn?

His eyes weren’t listening though. He choked as the shameful tears stained his fur.

Later… Later he would pick himself back up and resume his old mission. The ocean was far too deep for him to swim. He would need some sort of submarine to scour the bottom. He would either need a machine of his own and then lessons in how to use it, or he’d have to hire someone else and use theirs. And he would need more than the few rings he had now. Regardless, he would need money. So the first thing he would need to do was get some… Perhaps he would need to return to the arenas. The thought made him sick, but so did the thought of never finding the Emerald again after his own weakness lost it.

Later he would bury that weak fool ‘Knuckles Wachowski’ and return to himself: Knuckles the Greatest Warrior in the Galaxy. The Last of the Echidna.

Later he would swear not to waste another moment on the Wachowski tribe. If he met them again… If they got in his way again. Then he would remove them with extreme prejudice.

But that was for later. For now, he allowed himself one last moment of weakness. He was safe here. Far away from anyone and impossible to reach. There was no one to see him cover his face with his fists. No one to hear him scream out his pain. No one to care if he cried.

#my art #my fic #fanfic #fanfiction #fic #knuckles the echidna #knuckles wachowski #knuckles angst #scu #sonic movieverse #tom wachowski #sonic wachowski #maddie wachowski #tails wachowski #knuckles and maddie #knuckles and sonic #Precious Things au #betrayed au

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swampythesweetsketch · 4 months

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NOT LLOYD.

Meet Beryl Geradeen, a Movieverse OC that may or may not be Lloyd's actual dad.

Old love triangle stuff, he went missing right before Garmadon started wooing his then-fiancé, Koko. Turned up alive years later and lo and behold- Garm tried to assassinate him and he barely survived, and had to return to his home kingdom to help rebuild the ruins with no idea of who Koko was with or where she was.

#ninjago #au #movieverse #OC #Beryl Geradeen

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pangolinsandnewts · 2 years

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NEW AU DROPPED

anyways. ninjago hunted au where instead of going to the first realm, Kai, Jay, Cole, Zane and tiny Wu get trapped in the movie verse. Imagine the chaos as they attempt to cope with a frankly ridiculous Garmadon and wildly different versions of themselves. Extremely calm Jay from the show meets anxiety ridden movie Jay. The Cole’s comparing music taste. Kai would go on a witch hunt to find Harumi in the movieverse only to find Garmadon already fired her out of a volcano two years ago. Meanwhile, teen Wu having an identity crisis while the silly old man next to him flute beatboxes.

#lego ninjago #ninjago au #the lego ninjago movie #lloyd garmadon #Lord Garmadon #movieverse

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dreamcatcher-faux · 5 months

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Tracy: [deeeaaadnaaaame]....

Ness: Actually I go by Ness now... 😬

Tracy: Oh I'm sorry, can I try again?

Ness: Yeah, sure, go ahead!

Tracy: Neeeessss....

Ness: AAAAAA-

#captain's log #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf au #ness emily au #ness the waiter #fnaf ness #ness fnaf #Tracy Emily #Tracy is the movieverse's Charlie btw :3 #shitpost

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wisteriixa · 7 days

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(HEAR ME OUT) i want to write a llorumi au fic but i have so many wips so i will write them out as headcanons as of now

this is a highschool au - mostly similar to the movieverse, but everyone is powerless, there's no ninja, and garmadon is incarcerated in jail. lloyd montgomery and harumi jade are enemies (to friends) to lovers, and they're forbidden lovers because of status quos

main notes:

harumi does not have the traits of being a princess in the canon (kindhearted, sweet) because that was a mask that she wore; that was not her. in this au, harumi is sarcastic, bold, risky, and wants to let go of her bitter past. no, she is not vengeful nor is she manipulative, but she is one of the four founders of the bikers

lloyd's personality is a mix of the show (mellow, sassy) and the movie (quiet, compassionate). yes, he's a nerd - he's part of the dungeons & dragons club and loves starfarer

the bikers are a semi-large group of delinquents who like to ride bikes and motorcycles and are like a found family for each other, mainly consisting of high school teenagers and young adults. the bikers are commonly rumored to be a gang of thieves, but within the bikers, their only real motive is simply to be a shoulder to lean on for each other in the group. the founders include harumi, killow, violet (UV), and echo (mr. e), and they usually occupy laughy's karaoke bar on friday nights

the dungeons & dragons club is run by mr. wu, lloyd's uncle, and they meet once every wednesday. the club consists of lloyd montgomery, kai and nya smith-jiang, jay walker, cole brookstone, zane julien, and morro wu. their current campaign is a story about a team of ninja trying to fight off a ghost who's taken the green ninja, lloyd, captive and under control

more information under cut!

plot (so far):

harumi is one of the “popular students you’d want to avoid + rumored to do illegal activities with a gang” kind of people

lloyd is known to be part of the d&d club at school and being friends with the ninja (due to being part of the d&d club), and regularly hangs out with the ninja (minus morro) at school

harumi and lloyd know each other by name and surface level information (harumi heavily rumored to be part of a gang + doing illegal activities, lloyd being your local d&d and starfarer nerd). they’re in opposing groups at school which lowers chances of interaction by an extreme

that is until lloyd and harumi get stuck in detention after school

after they leave school at a later hour, lloyd and harumi get stuck in a sticky situation (that i haven’t figured out what it’d be yet) and they have to depend on each other to get them both out. tooon of banter and insults, sarcasm and sassy quips

eventually they find the bus station and they sit on opposite aisles, ignoring the other because “he’s so annoying” and “she’s extremely reckless”. but then lloyd eventually caves in and thanks harumi for helping them out. harumi doesn’t say thanks back for his help

after that incident (which surprisingly no one knows about), they start noticing each other more often outside of the surface level information they have of each other. sometimes in hallways, they make accidental brief eye contact, but they don't do anything else to acknowledge each other. lloyd’s okay with not having to talk to her at all

one week after the incident, there’s a note left on his desk in neat (though unfamiliar) handwriting that’s telling him to meet at the docks at 4pm after school today. nya leans over his desk to read the note, and lloyd has a gut feeling that he knows who the note's from. nya tails him to the docks

lloyd finds harumi in a secluded area away from the crowded areas in the shadows of one of the warehouses. harumi tosses him a keychain of one of the characters from starfarer. lloyd never knows if she ever stole that keychain or not, but he finally agrees to take it as a thank you note from harumi

the next day, his backpack is seen with the starfarer character keychain dangling from one of the zippers

hanging out / eventual dates:

at some point, harumi drags lloyd along to a party and encourages him to relax and do some illegal activities with her (underage drinking, sneaking in/out), which lloyd reluctantly agrees to

but surprisingly he finds excitement in sneaking out and meeting harumi after curfew

(note: harumi has never personally introduced lloyd to the bikers)

lloyd or harumi at one point gets their drink spiked. i think one being delirious from the spiked drink is what makes the other realize that they have a crush on them

they start doing legal activities after that

i imagine at one point lloyd and harumi go hiking and lloyd experiences some sort of near-death situation and harumi saves him from death

harumi takes lloyd bike riding (she also teaches him some cool tricks) and lloyd introduces harumi to a bit of martial arts (he teaches her how to use a sword)

when harumi admits she’s never had a cake before (or really any kind of sweet food), lloyd is determined to get her to try sweet foods

lloyd takes her to a popular bakery and he makes her try some of their sweets, and he also helps her order bubble tea for the first time. harumi finds a new liking to red velvet macarons and lychee milk tea, and she learns that lloyd loves lollipops and jasmine milk tea

by the time they start regularly ordering bubble tea, they know each others’ go-to orders by heart (including desired toppings, exact sugar and ice level)

the employees there know it, too

childhood talking:

i imagine at some point later on in their friendship they talk about their home lives and their parents

harumi was adopted since her biological parents died in a building collapse when she was 10 years old

her adoptive parents have (very) high expectations for her, but she’s been struggling with school lately so her adoptive parents have her grounded until she can get her grades up

lloyd’s father has been incarcerated in kryptarium prison since he was 8 years old

lloyd wants to hate his dad, but he misses him, and he hates that he misses him

so it ends up becoming a vent-dumping session but they bond over their somewhat shared childhood experiences and they laugh a little about how opposing their lives were and are

jealousy:

lloyd is jealous of harumi because of how bold she is. sure, she breaks the law for fun, but there's something about harumi's determination to help those who need help that lloyd appreciates. she's everything that he wants to be: confident and bold, and a lot less self-conscious

harumi is jealous of lloyd because of how he wants to see the good in everyone. there's something endearing about the way lloyd rambles about his d&d party and the latest edition of starfarer that harumi enjoys. there's traits that she wants to have from him, too: kind and wanting to see the good in people, and she wants to let go of her bitter past

when the ninja and koko find out who lloyd’s been hanging out with:

their suspicion about harumi is collective

i imagine kai specifically tails him sometimes just to be sure harumi doesn’t make any weird moves on lloyd

the ninja ask lloyd why he’s been hanging out with a delinquent to which lloyd argues that she’s not a delinquent, but their words about harumi stick with lloyd

but overall they mainly miss lloyd because he’s been abandoning d&d sessions to hang out with harumi

at some point, probably a little over 6 months since becoming friends with harumi, koko grounds lloyd for sneaking out, which eventually causes lloyd to tell the truth about harumi

the excuse he uses to his friends and family when it comes to hanging out with harumi is that “i want to just be her friend outside of criminal activity” but to himself he’s like “i can fix her.”

koko wants to be supportive of lloyd, but she doesn’t want lloyd to make the same mistake of falling in love with a criminal. koko forbids lloyd from seeing harumi again

this is also when lloyd realizes he’s falling in love with harumi and he berates himself for falling in love with someone who has a bad reputation. “this is literally the worst person you could ever fall in love with what is wrong with you you need to stop being friends with her” that kind of thing

but also she’s like a drug to him. like he wants to be around her and he wants to learn more about her, he loves hanging out with her. like there’s nothing holdin' me back by shawn mendes energy do u get what i mean

when the bikers finds out who harumi’s been hanging out with:

the bikers would be pretty surprised that harumi has been hanging out with someone who’s pretty adamant against breaking the law of all people, but as long as harumi's happy, they’re happy too

they definitely question harumi if she likes him, and she denies any romantic feelings towards lloyd (she has been denying any romantic feelings towards lloyd for months by now)

at laughy's, harumi distances herself from the bikers, looking out the window as she tries to sort her thoughts out. ultra violet notices her strange behavior and they talk for a bit

killow and mr. e reassure that all the bikers care about harumi, and if she wants to focus more on dating, they'll support her

mr. e at one point realizes that the guy harumi has a crush on is e's boyfriend's younger cousin and they take a moment to process this information (yes i'm being self-indulgent and adding citrusshipping / morro x echo)

harumi comes to terms that she does have romantic feelings for lloyd, but she's afraid that if she tells him, he'll want to leave because it'll be so awkward and they're already good friends and she doesn't want to ruin that friendship by admitting her feelings for him

lloyd notes + headcanons:

when garmadon was still around as his father in his life, their family was rich. like they live in a mansion rich

garmadon was a good person and a great dad and husband

shortly after garmadon got arrested and was sent to a number of years in prison, lloyd and koko moved to ninjago city to start a new life away from their first home

lloyd also stole stuff as a kid, specifically starfarer comics. he was also the kid that harumi saw who stole that pack of oreos (he was 8 years old at the time)

however, when lloyd was caught stealing the newest edition of starfarer, he was given a talking to by mother doomsday and lloyd agreed not to steal anymore

koko helped lloyd bleach his hair. his birth hair color is brunet, like garmadon’s

lloyd's favorite candy is lollipops

lloyd is a cat person and has a weird obsession with mythical creatures like dragons and oni

lloyd’s style of clothing is fairly casual and green oriented, and he always always wears converse sneakers

lloyd is part japanese and chinese

the king of sass

harumi notes + headcanons:

when harumi’s biological parents were still alive, they were pretty tight on money, but they were happy

she is a rebel with little/no cause, and she’s been a bit of a rebel all her life

i imagine the rebelling started when her bio parents were still alive. at the prime age of 8 years old, harumi witnessed some kid stealing a pack of oreos at the grocery store without getting caught and she was like “i wanna do that!” so she started stealing little things like keychains or small toys from popular stores or even graphic tees

when her bio parents found out she was forced to return them and she apologized, but she gained the habit again after her bio parents died

harumi's clothing style is a mix of punk/emo and a whole lotta purple

she also really likes keychains and pins, but she hates wearing hats

she bleached her own hair out of spite of her adoptive parents

she's a cat person and has a weird obsession with spiders. she finds comfort in the lullaby "spider in the house"

she is japanese

the queen of sarcasm

i think harumi and lloyd’s personalities would clash really well together and, given the right circumstances, a love story between them could work out :D

anyways would anyone be interested in a story like this hehehe

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon #lloyd #ninjago harumi #harumi jade #princess harumi #llorumi #alternative universe #ninjago movie #movieverse #enemies to friends to lovers #enemies to lovers #star crossed lovers #high school #ninjago au

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How securitywaiter stims

My personal headcanons are that Mike has autism and Ness has AuDHD :0)

Enjoy !!

Ness

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Loooots of vocal stimming! Humming, singing, whistling, funny voices… Ness is very expressive with his voice.

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On a similar note, he’s the same way physically. Lots of hand gestures, he struggles to stand still.

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This includes but is not limited to: dancing, snapping or tapping his fingers, rocking on the balls on his feet, flappy hands when he gets excited enough (although he often apologizes afterward out of embarrassment).

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Rocks himself back and forth while sitting down. He’s more than once accidentally tipped out of a chair by leaning back too far.

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Ness is a sensory seeking eater! He loves trying new and wacky foods.

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Mike

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Mike is much more contained than Ness.

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Subtle, often unnoticeable movement.

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He does have a tendency to bite his nails down to nothing but stubs.

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Picks at his lips and skin.

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Scratching at his facial hair.

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Mike has a case of very restless legs.

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Moves his tongue around his teeth.

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Listening to sounds, especially familiar ones, is a big comforting stim (Nature cassette, anyone?).

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Pushing the palms of his hands against his temples is a soothing pressure and helps with headaches/overstimulation.

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Runs fabric through his fingers, especially his hoodie strings (which he also often mindlessly plays with).

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Will tap or click things like pens.

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Mutual stimming

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Ness will lace his fingers with Mike's and push and pull their hands, in a rocking motion, standing or sitting.

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Ness will also lean his chin on Mike's head.

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Mike will play with Ness’ fingers.

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He can’t convince him often, but sometimes Ness gets Mike to dance :0)

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Ness shares his favorite showtune tapes, knowing Mike is constantly using his tape player.

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If Ness notices Mike picking, he tries to divert his boyfriend's restless energy into an activity!

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@welcome-to-sparkys is my lovely editor, as always. Go give ‘em some love !

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The Planet of Pandora

Synopsis: Armin Arlert was probably the best xenobiologist of his time. Going to Pandora was his sole dream and he could not have achieved it if he wasn't the best. And yet, when he finds himself over the writhing in longing for a alien woman light years away from home, he can't but help himself in indulging in this pleasure. It's like studying a new species, only more intimately.

Xenobiologist Armin Arlert x Na'vi Reader (Avatar 2009 movie AU)

Contents/warnings: porn with plot, Avatar movie AU, xenophilia, fictitious sexual rituals, use of psychedelics/drugs, foreplay, sexual intercourse

Word count: 2.6k

~ AGELESS BLOGS AND MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ~

"That's Pandora? Oh, woah," Armin gazes at the planet with eyes wide. It looks just like the Earth, except a lot greener, with even vivid blues. Even though Jake Sully, the Toruk Macto, has allowed missions from the Earth only for research purposes, people back on the planet were insistent on sending a handful of militia. Help from Pandora had helped regain a lot of lost resources on Earth, and Armin thinks it's only right that Earth stops sending any soldiers at all, in the first place, to foster trust.

"I already miss my mashed potatoes and steak," his fellow xenoscientist, Dr. Braus exclaims, and he chuckles lightly along with his colleagues. He does not miss Earth one bit. There is no one to return to. He looks at the new planet, the one named Pandora by the scientists. The Planet of Death. A genuine smile stretches upon his lips, slightly dimpling his cheeks. As far as he could remember, Pandora was always his home.

"Grandpa, tell me all about Pandora!" a four-year-old Armin sat on his grandfather's knees, looking at him with his bright blue eyes, barely keeping still in excitement. "Oh Armin, you've heard these at least fifty times. Are you sure you don't want to hear about any other? Do you know that scientists have found yet another planet? It's being called Solaris, wouldn't you want to know about it?" But young Armin had no interest in Solaris or its materialisation mechanics of mental images; he had set his eyes on Pandora. He shook his head in disagreement, lips in a drawn pout to hear about the Planet of Death. "One day, if you try and become the best xenoscientist, you can certainly visit Pandora." That's the last of what Armin remembers of his Grandpa.

"Ahh Dr. Zoë, can we talk?" Armin halts the leader of their xenoscientist team as soon as they land. "Are we supposed to initiate contact with the Na'vis? Because as far as the research is concerned, I'll try to do my best-" He stops as they place a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "I know you are excited, Dr. Arlert, but we must have some patience. Meeting Jake Sully is our first priority. We are all scientists here, but we can only do what he allows us to," her eyes flit to the others in cargo uniform, "well, most of us would definitely follow his orders. We just need to make sure that our intentions of research, and only research, convey clearly to them, and he'll help us."

"I feel jittery," Dr. Braus sways in her Na'vi body, as Dr. Hoover chuckles at her. "I hate this tail," Dr. Ackerman mutters. "This is the first time Dr. Ackerman is of the same height as us," Dr. Braus whispers to Armin, and both of them burst into a round of giggles, as Dr. Ackerman sighs again in disapproval, all of them prepping to start their journey onto the Mount Horeb, named after the one back at Earth. Armin gets a feel of his body, touching his neck and upper chest, mind adjusting well, and sighs in relief. Was it too bad that he felt more at ease here, in Pandora, than he ever felt on Earth?

"Dr. Zoë, we are more than happy to host scientists. You sure do remind me a lot of Grace," Jake Sully sighs in a longing nostalgia, not too displeased at their presence. "Thank you, Jake. We promise to not let you down," Dr. Zoë bows their head in respect. "In fact, can we start from tomorrow evening? Isn't there a ritual of sorts?" she inquires, and Armin looks at Jake, a tingly feeling wiggling at the back of his mind. What will a proper Na'vi ritual look like? Jake glances at Neytiri who nods back subtly. "That's alright with us," Jake bites the inside of his cheeks, clearly giving it a second thought. "Just try to maintain a respectable distance. These rituals tend to be very instinctive," he pauses for a while, before continuing. "We can do nothing if one of you gets involved by Ewya's grace."

"Armin, you're in charge of tabulating as well," Mikasa hands him a notepad. "Is this distance far enough? I don't know," she frets over the camera, clicking it daintily with the large avatar fingers. "It's going to be alright, Mikasa. Moreover, if it's a ritual, I need to be at least this close to them to study and make out what they're saying," Armin frowns a bit. This is his first time working, and he can't miss any of it. "Well then, suit yourself up. Holler if you need any help, yes? All the best," and Mikasa walks off.

Armin looks at the throng of Na'vi people, young men, and women, gathered in front of the bonfire. That's much more than I expected, Armin thinks to himself. His eyes lock with one Na'vi woman in particular; unlike others her hair was open, reaching lower than her waist, and a bunch of blood-red flowers were tucked underneath her left ear. She's beautiful, Armin thinks, his eyes moving to her throat, gulping in fear and anticipation. He shakes himself out of the stupor, watching her apply the white fluid over her eyes, dragging her fingers to the tip of her nose, and he writes it all down. He will check for the contents of the fluid later, once the ritual ends. He sees the blue bodies sliding arms over each other, noses smelling each others' throats, and feeling each other up. One even musters to dip his fingers underneath the hay skirt that the other has worn, and she moans back in pleasure. Wait, what? He looks over to his colleagues and they share the same panicked look. It is a mating ritual.

A minute and he can't see the woman with the blood-red flowers anymore amongst the writhing of the bodies. He jots down his observations quickly. It's probably the pheromones, he concludes. They're just following the chemical pointers, and all eyes seem closed. He bends to write when he's overshadowed. As he looks up, it's her. Her palms slide over his, snatching this notepad and placing it somewhere, her eyes still shut. Armin almost wants to speak up, but then he remembers what Jake told them yesterday.

"Please, don't speak a word when the ritual takes place. It might be that someone from the group has broken off and has wandered to you all, even if you are stationed far enough. They will probably leave in a few minutes to their designated area. Do not, under any circumstance, speak to them. It makes them stick to the stupor, making it difficult to revive them," Jake had given a fair warning.

But the woman does not turn away. Instead, her hands slide up his chest, underneath his t-shirt as she sniffs his neck, nimble fingers starting to tangle in his hair. Armin places his hands on her shoulder in a weak attempt to push her off. Her naked vulva drags over his pants, her back arching, and all protests that Armin had dies in the back of his throat. A low moan escapes his parted lips, and the woman smirks over his neck, clearly satisfied at his reaction. "Ngenga tirea syaw menari nekx kame nga," she mutters, as she gives a long lick from his throat to the back of his ear. Armin registers the meaning of the words in his aroused state. Your spirit guides me as my eyes burn to see you. He's mated to her.

"We've never had one of our women mate with a uniltìranyu, a dreamwalker, before. This is outrageous!" Neytiri screams, at the meeting. The woman is still on Armin's side, her hands holding Armin's arm as she shudders at Neytiri's words. Armin feels bad for her, as he sidles his palm on her jaw to comfort her. This action seems to surprise his colleagues and enrage Neytiri even more. "Why you-" Neytiri had almost bared her teeth, as Jake intercepts. "Dr. Arlert." Armin looks at Jake, partly with fear. "You must know that you can still reject her advance," Jake tells him, and the woman's face seems to fall even more. Based on traditions, it is likely that she will be ostracized from the community, or something, Armin gave a quick thought. Or worse, what if she kills herself? It is a rare but practiced occurrence that the unmated person ends their life, serving Ewya from now on. "We will not hold it against you, we promise," Jake reassures him. "Now, do you want Yawne as your mate?" Armin thinks it over and looks at her face. Damn the consequences.

"I do."

"I know English," are the first words that Yawne tells Armin. Seated underneath a canopy of trees, away from other eyes, the small corner is lit with bioluminescent plants in warm colours as her large green eyes flit over to his face. She is not as feisty or explorative as she had been during the mating ritual, but her eyes roam all over Armin, drinking him in without shame. Armin feels hot in his ears; he has had his share of sex back on Earth but this feels so much different. Yawne is different. "You know, I know Na'avi too, right?" Armin whispers to her, his hand grabbing hers and giving them a squeeze. "So, what do we do?" he asks her. Her eyes move to the two capsule-like things kept on a stand. "We eat those, bond with our tsahelyu, and make love," she gulps again. "Let's do it then," Armin hands her one of the capsules and places the other on his tongue. He chews it tentatively, the sweet juice filling his mouth, as his head starts buzzing good-naturedly. Yawne smiles at Armin, and sitting down, closes his eyes with her palm, before bringing their braids together for establishing the tsahelyu.

Desire courses through his veins as the nerve endings join together, and in his mind, he sees a thousands scenes flashing up. Of the forests of Pandora, of the life that flows and connects all, the devotion for Eywa. Light bursts underneath his eyes as he sees the Sacred Grove, with all the seeds, floating amidst the night of pinks and purples and blues. And he sees Yawne, her growing up, as a child, learning to fly the ikran, watching the magic of Pandora through her eyes. He feels her feras, anxiety, happiness, desires and love. Her heart feels like it had been waiting all her life. To love him.

Armin opens his eyes and finds her looking at him in wonder and curiosity. She has seen Earth, she must have had questions. "So you have light hair? And blue eyes?" she looks at him, eyes wide. She reminds him of the first time he had heard about Pandora from his grandfather. "Yes, I do. I'm also much shorter," Armin chuckles, as he picks her up, placing her on his lap. He could feel the heat from between her legs. She traces his lips with her index finger as if studying everything about him. "And you have a nice name. Armin," as if trying to spell the unknown name into a familiarity. "Armin," she says again before pressing a light kiss on the corner of his lips. "Give me a name. One from back in Earth, that would suit me," she looks at him, as he stares back in complete adoration.

"Y/N."

Armin doesn't remember who moves first, but they are kissing each other, as if it was their last day together, Y/N on top of him. He plucks the flowers from her hair, keeping it aside, as he drags his kisses to her jaw, her mouth producing the most beautiful moans he has ever heard. Her hands pull his hair and scratch his back, while his slide down her back, coming in contact with the wetness. His fingers dip in, conjuring a delicious cry from her. She moves her mouth to kiss him, as his other hand tweaks her nipples, leading her to lightly bite his lower lip. The joy he feels from watching her arch her back because of his ministrations is absolutely euphoric.

"Armin..." his name falls from her lips like a prayer as he puts her down and kisses his way to the core. "Tell me more about Earth, please?" she moans, still ever so curious. "Yes, my Y/N, I'll tell you," Armin whimpers back, making her sit in front of him, fingers still rubbing her wet folds, and his lips kissing behind her ears. "The Earth used to be so beautiful," he kisses her neck while stroking her. "But I never belonged there. I felt incomplete. Do you know why?" Armin coerces her to lie down as he rubs the tip of his member, collecting the arousal. "I was always waiting to love you," he whispers against her cheek, as she cries out in ecstasy.

Armin could feel her pleasure, all because of the tsahelyu, feel her delicious burn, and he was sure she could feel how warm and tight she felt on his member. Y/N turns to look at him, her big green eyes glistening in pleasure, as she mumbles, "Armin, I have only ever wanted you." Her hands slid over to his jaw, holding his face as his member filled her insides with its girth. She could feel the tip brushing roughly against her spot and arched her back in extreme pleasure as he pinched and played with her pebbled nipples. He moves down to kiss her lips, tongues eagerly sliding over each other, and sucking. She tastes so sweet, like nectar, he thinks, and a feeling of protection overtakes him. Mine.

He turns to put her underneath him, and she jolts as he starts going even more roughly. She locks her legs on his waist, allowing his member to slide even further in, and cries out in delicious pleasure. "Please, please don't stop. Please," she is almost on the verge of begging, as Armin kisses her lips once more, not breaking the rhythm, whispering, "Never." He could feel her tightening and knew that she was near. He keeps going in the same rhythm, fingers finding her clit to rub it to please her even more. Her eyes widen as she feels him twitch inside, and she holds him even closer. His member is ramming inside her now and with every stroke, she keeps moaning loudly, a sign for Armin to not stop. "Together?" Armin mumbles, grunting at the feeling of release threatening to spill. "Ye-yes," Y/N mumbles back, and Armin stops withholding. The wetness spills from her and covers his member, as he thrusts and bursts his, coating her walls white. He tries to keep going but white light flashes in his eyes, and the last thing he remembers is tasting her lips and holding Y/N close, as he blacks out.

"Armin?" Y/N's meek voice is the first thing Armin hears when he wakes up. She had tidied herself up, and placed the flowers underneath her ears, hair all open, flowing over the makeshift bed. "Y/N..." he holds her close and kisses her mouth, as if he had been doing it ever since he can remember. His fingers find her nipple, and he plays with it, pulling it lightly, as she lets out a whimper. Oh God, how he loves to hear that. Her hand finds his member, slowly rubbing her thumb on his tip. "What happens to us now?" Y/N mumbles, her big green eyes slightly misty. Afraid. "Whatever be it," Armin holds her by her neck, bringing her closer and kissing her forehead. "I am never leaving you. You make me complete."

This was a collab with @thegetoufather in her 'Into the Movie Verse' series about a year (or so ago), which I, in my terribly late fashion, decided to complete a few days ago. Apologies 😔

#attack on titan #armin arlert #armin x reader #avatar au #avatar smut #aot smut #attack on titan smut #movieverse #armin smut #intothemovieverse

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