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garmadaddylikey · 3 months
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Greetings, peasants. It is I, Lord Garmadon!
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YOU ALL WILL BOW TO YOUR NEW LEADER!!! (It's me, btw)
So one of my henchmen, @kittenninja14, recommended me this social platform to spread my evilness.
MWAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!
Soon I will take over Ninjago City!! (once I defeat that pesky Green Ninja)
BUT NOW I SHALL TAKE OVER TUMBLR!!!
MWAHAHAHA!!!!
Soon all of you lowlifes will learn to serve me, Lord Garmadon!!!
(what's my name?)
GARMADONNNN!!!!
Anyway, here I shall post my life stuff. You know... like get famous or viral or whatever it's called.
Might even post some fan art that my beloved lovers have made of me!!
https://kittenninja14.tumblr.com/post/731916269075480576/hey-yall-i-just-found-this-incredible-video-and
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khayalli · 3 months
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local demisexual man experiences a new emotion and literally malfunctions. what a DORK lmao
this is messy and will probably stay messy. i just wanted to draw him smiling. I WAS DARED TO BY @turtlecleric (they brought it up once (1) and i was possessed) LINK
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YOU. I LITERALLY JUST GOT THIS OUT OF MY SYSTEM NOOOOOOOOO
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f1oricide · 6 months
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4/4💜👻
Taglist: @itsyagurlchip (if u want to be added, lmk in the inbox or comments)
KING BOO DONNIE!!! I kinda rushed this but I think it looks great :)) I am SO tempted to draw the tongue but I know better than to give y’all heart palpitations <3
Idea created by: @gal-with-pastels
And inspired by: @lexiechr @sweaterrat
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 2 months
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INTERRUPTED (Parts I & II)
A short two-part comic (total of 20 pages + 8 extras) by me! (for me lol)
Fandoms: Ninja Showdown (Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja x Xiaolin Showdown)
Ship: My Immortal Soul (First Ninja x Chase Young)
A comic where nothing really happens! But it contains a lot of half-naked men. So like, kids avert your eyes and adults don’t open it at work or whatever. ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯
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thanks for checking it out <3
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chaoticspeedrun · 5 months
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Just to be sure
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King Boo! Donnie Au
A/N: I made this little drabble for @sweaterrat the other day about the King boo! Donnie AU, and I'm going to share it here too.
Pairing: 4 Kings AU! Donnie x @sweaterrat but no names are used
Type: Drabble
Summary: The king wanders the halls of his castle, only for a glance of her though he won't admit it.
Warnings: None.
MASTERLIST
King Donnie leaned on the door, quietly observing the boos as they interacted with the girl.
It wasn't the first time he did this, just watched her as she talked with the boos, he kept telling himself she wasn't trustworthy, that he had to keep an eye on her, just because she saved one it didn't mean anything, just because she treated them so kindly didn't mean she couldn't turn on them at some point.
He just...had to make sure she didn't hurt them, that's what it was.
He'd been doing this for weeks, he wasn't fooling anyone but himself, and maybe her, she didn't even think about it, maybe didn't even notice! She was always so distracted, so entertained and when she saw him she was just so insistent on him freeing the others.
It would be so easy to just send everyone away, finally get rid of them, finally get rid of her.
He frowned and walked away from the sight of her reading with the boos, the ambiance got colder at every step he took away from there.
He'd think about freeing them another day, he was just too busy to think it through right now, she can just deal with staying here a bit longer, she's the one who wanted to in the first place.
And so he told himself as he walked away faster, for the third time that week.
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explodingstarlight · 1 year
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i did it. i drew edgy Mikey. my sacred duty as a MCR listener is complete <3
[see the OG edit and post link below!]
behold, the OG post and the edit link: X
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gives immaculate chaotic vibes, he had to be drawn
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weekend-whip · 10 months
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"You have your mother's eyes," says an elderly customer to Kai from the other side of the shop's counter, and Kai just stares at the guy like he's crazy. His mother had eyes the color of the surface of the ocean—if anything, Kai's got his father's eyes, all burnt and reddish and fiery. But the customer only chuckles and doubles down on his claim.
"Your mother had that unwavering ferocity in her eyes as well," the man explains, a certain twinkle in his own gaze. He speaks like he's an old friend, but Kai has never felt more like a stranger. "That unrelenting vigilance... you truly must take after her. If she were here, I bet she'd be very proud of you."
Kai closes the shop down for the day after that, and never tells Nya why.
. . .
"You have your mother's eyes," said Wu once to Nya, and Nya instantly knows what that means, and Nya feels like a fool for not having put it all together sooner. She now sits in front of her vanity's mirror and glares at herself, mentally kicking at her brain for not making the connections even sooner.
She really does have her mother's eyes, though hers are a cyan of a grayer shade and her pupils are still white. She scowls, drawing upon every bubbling bit of frustration boiling within her ocean of emotions, thrusting it upwards until it breaches the surface. Her irises intensify; their true bright cyan color splashes to life, accompanied by a rather intimidating glow.
Nya smiles in spite of the Outburst.
There—now that's more like her mother.
. . .
"You have your mother's eyes," said no one to Jay, as for a very long time, that wouldn't have been true. His mother's eyes had been nothing but charcoal black, just as his father's were, lacking in anything and everything potentially Elemental, up until he discovered that as-a-matter-of-fact, he had been adopted...and suddenly, his mother's eyes were the same shade of cobalt blue he sports now.
Jay's still not sure how he feels about that fact. But should he come across a woman with eyes the same shade of electric cobalt...he's going to have a few words for her.
And the first one is going to be: "Why?"
. . .
"You have your mother's eyes," Lou declares as a statement, one night when Cole miraculously stops by for a visit. Cole wants to roll these so-called eyes of his mother's, for even if it is true, they're the root of all his problems to begin with. They sit upon his face as a constant reminder of what they'd both lost, and even after everything, it makes it difficult to ever really put it behind them.
Sometimes, Cole's glad for it, knowing he can pass by his reflection in a window and pretend that she's still looking out for him from time to time. Like she's not truly gone, so long as he carries her with him.
Sometimes, though, Cole catches the way Lou or even Wu or Garmadon will do a double-take when turning to look at him, and he catches the way their faces wilt with some disappointment. It's no one's fault, not really. It's just... unfortunate.
. . .
"You have your mother's eyes," says Cyrus Borg in the midst of his lab, reminiscing upon an old photo of himself with Julien and Aurora. Zane frowns, for this has never been true.
He had her complexion, her hair color, her eyebrows, and the slight crook of her smile, but never her eyes. And now, being Titanium, nothing of him resembles his mother other than the love in the heart beating in his chest. And all at once, he's reminded that he is technically no longer the same person he was before.
He spends several nights afterward conspiring with Jay and Nya to do...something to "fix" this—to bring back some semblance of who he physically used to be, someone he himself had been unable to reconstruct...but ultimately, he has to begrudgingly drag himself to Miranda, who all-too cheerfully reprograms his eye color to match that of a true Elemental Master of Ice, although that's the extent of what she can do.
Even now, it's...still not quite right. But, it's closer than it was before.
. . .
"You have your mother's eyes," Garmadon says to Lloyd, and Lloyd immediately calls 'bullshit' in his head, because there's no one alive that has his stupidly unique eyes—and probably never will again—unless you want to count the gaze of a larger-than-life man long since gone from the world.
"You know that's not what I mean," Garmadon notes with a click of his tongue, catching the way Lloyd's face twists into a protesting scowl. "I mean that...I see a lot of her in you. Her courage, her kindness, her intelligence, her strength...Which, is all a good thing!"
Garmadon throws his head back in a laugh. Lloyd stares at him, carefully and quietly.
"I mean, can you imagine if your eyes were like mine instead?"
Once upon a time, Lloyd would have killed for that to be the truth. But now...that's too terrifying a reality to even entertain in his imagination.
So Lloyd laughs too, if only to chase off the horror of it all.
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untitled-tmnt-blog · 5 months
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Ages 7 to 10? Nah, I'm gonna enjoy these chapter books as a fully grown adult, and nobody can stop me.
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So April met the turtles when she was 11, huh? And the turtles would have been 10/9/9/8. "Big" must refer to height here, I suppose.
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Aww, April thinks Leo is funny and cool.
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Oh, Leo thought it was a malfunction 🥺
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Yeah, of course Leo. They just didn't hear you. Obviously.
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Raph has his priorities straight.
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Of course Donnie likes tabletop RPGs.
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Ah, Leo. The reluctant voice of reason.
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Donnie is nothing if not passionate.
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sleepypuffincentral · 8 months
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No context lol
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misty-lake101 · 7 months
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Chaotix Origins: Espio
Here’s some more of how the Chaotix came to be, only this describes Espio’s side of things. Little more lore here since I’m writing them having met on Dragon Island. Baby Charmy has more of a role here, so bonus points if you can pick up on that! 😉
Espio is from Dragon Island, an isolated land off the coast of Chun-Nan that's, which is home to many ninja clans, who are divided into different clans depending on their trade. Espio was born into a clan of assassins - the Shinobi. His parents were from rival clans.
He was very young when he started his training at the dojo. His upbringing was quite strict and disciplined as it would be when growing up in a traditional, matriarchal society where what your parents said was law and total obedience and loyalty was expected of their children.
Once Espio finished his training and officially became a ninja, he was sent back to his clan where he would actually train to be an assassin. It wasn't easy for him, as he was held to very high standards that he found he couldn’t meet.
Despite some rebellious tendencies, Espio was quiet as a child and a little soft-natured, by their standards. Because of this, he also had trouble fitting in with his clan’s warlike culture. Though he was a decent fighter, he couldn’t get behind the idea of using his skills to do things he considered wrong.
By the time he was 10, the clan wars were an ongoing problem and then came a new threat - Eggman and his robots. Under such desperate times, the mentality that only the strongest can succeed was heavily enforced, as did the expectations on Espio.
One day he was sent on a low level mission, but couldn’t go through with it. Instead, he saw a bee family being attacked and saved them from being killed.
That landed him in big trouble, because not only did he deviate from his mission, he had also interfered with another assassin’s mission. Espio’s parents were furious and gave him an ultimatum - either he do his duty or he wouldn’t have a place here anymore.
Already scorned by his family and seen as a weakling by the rest of the clan, it was pretty clear what Espio had to do. Unfortunately, this was bad timing. At this point, the entire region was destabilized because of Eggman. Some clans were wiped out while others either scattered, or were barely hanging on.
Espio was on the run, but quickly realized that being alone in a lawless environment with no clan to back him up made him an easy target for enemy clans. And the first one to come after him was the very assassin whose mission he’d thwarted.
He managed to evade them for a time and very nearly got caught but was saved by Vector - a brash foreign teenager who somehow got stranded here, doesn't know the language, doesn't know what the fuck is going on, but most of all what to do with this orphaned baby bee he’s found.
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suprise!!!
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taffycandyqt · 2 months
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My boo boo @ghosty-0w0's human Donnie and my human Leo💙💜
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f1oricide · 6 months
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“Happy halloween~”
@itsyagurlchip @rottmntsimp @moontail13
Wanted to do all the boys but I got really busy so I only did one, maybe next halloween right?
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summers0n · 1 year
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i refuse to support anything with beatrice attempting to move on from ava via new girlfriends, one night stands, casual dating, etc etc - no matter how well it’s written/drawn/portrayed - whatever (even if it’s made clear ava is the only one for Beatrice and that she’s just rebounding/trying to live her life like ava would have wanted).
And that is a personal choice
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delpurgatorio · 9 months
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The Hiatus
I’m getting such shitty reviews sandwiched in between the good ones. And I’m so, so grateful for the good ones. And I want to make people happy. But right now, the good of fanfiction is not outweighing the bad. What’s the point when I can put effort into original fiction for myself and since no one is reading it, I don’t have to hear the shit?
Anyway, my hiatus is probably gonna continue. Sorry about that.
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weekend-whip · 10 months
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Under what circumstances/what characters would this happen with (I’m a sucker for this thing)
In her youth, Nya's only ever felt comfortable falling asleep in the presence of her brother, especially when huddled under a blanket beside their workshop's hearth. But over time her body grows a tendency to fall weary while studying with Zane, sharing headphones with Cole, stealing a mid-class nap with Antonia, or in the throes of the past, when she and Olivia would spend school afternoons upon the rooftop where the clouds aimlessly drifted by just as their conversations did. Yet she needs no excuse to rest her head upon Jay's shoulder as he works himself into the night, knowing he'll carry her to bed, should he not fall asleep first.
Kai would never be so foolish as to let down his guard so vulnerably—he can't afford to—so it scares him at first when he jolts up from being against Cole as the Bounty lazily sails across the provinces, when he finds himself in Zane's lap as the Nindroid tends to a wound otherwise gone unnoticed, when Jay's got a supportive arm around him as he drags Kai's battle-weary body to safety. It takes months for the ingrained hesitation to chip away, to let his walls down brick by brick, to open up just enough to have his arms wide open when Skylor trips, stumbles, and crashes into his life, seeking a solace of her own.
Cole is the same way, mainly offering a shoulder for others yet rarely seeking a perch for himself—unless that perch is Zane, in which he embraces it readily and easily, until such a comfort is reserved for another. He hates to ask or assume otherwise for anyone else—tries to bury it out of his mind—too afraid of being seen as needy, clingy, constantly wanting that grounding physical contact—until he finds a familiar, comforting hand slipped into his, as it always has been, and something shifts. He falls under the magic of Jesse's presence; he lets go, head supported by the other's shorter stature, and sleeps.
Zane's guard does not drop readily for the sake of slumber—there's a time and place for resting, and alas, the demands of a ninja do not allow for many such moments. He also knows how... uncomfortable it might be to support a metal shell of a soul, or to be supported by such, and thus does not indulge often. It's only at times when his world is torn apart, or it is him that is rendered asunder, that his loved ones will pick his pieces off of concrete, desert, and city streets—and only then does he find himself cradled gently while in the midst of sleep mode.
Jay jokingly calls the others his "Starcatchers", for the only times when he's not sparking around the skies is when he's falling from them in exhaustion. He's no stranger to waking up being carried upon Cole or Zane's backs, or in Nya's arms, or strewn over Kai's shoulders like a sack of potatoes. When he's pushed to the limits of his electrical reserves, he'll keep staggering step after step, and it rarely matters who comes to bottle his lightning–he'll crash right into them unprompted, and pass out regardless.
Trust already does not come easily to Olivia, nor does she give it freely—only to those she deems worthy or have impressed her. Seldom may there be a moment where she isn't seeking opportunity or hitting the pavement anyway, but there's a few wisps of memories—when things were slightly more right in the world—when she spent an afternoon with her best friend out by the sea and found herself serenely at peace, enough to lay sprawled out on a beach using Nya's lap as her personal pillow. Day by day she dreads never being able to feel so free to feel free to do so ever again...but, "never" is a bold sentiment to cling to.
When the world is at its simplest and most predictable is when Jesse's eyelids will start to droop, his body will sink to the side, and he'll plop into the lap of another—as he sits with Miranda indulging in Saturday morning cartoons, as he curls around a bowl of popcorn on Antonia's couch for movie night, as Harumi calls him over to be reminded the world can't be as bad as she believes, as he shamelessly plunges into Cole's arms during another of their countless stolen moments and tells himself for the umpteenth time "Ah, maybe just this once"—and in slumber becomes unshackled from the threads of constant paranoia and anticipation and simply...lets the moment lie.
Lloyd Garmadon only ever finds peace in the presence of the Elements; in the warmth of a campfire, in the vastness of the ocean, in the spectacle of a stormy sky, in the comfort of a blanket of snow, in the foundation of the ground, in the creation of the universe, in the destructive heat death of it all, in the motherly absence of any Element at all, in the eternal churning of amber, in the neutralizing embrace of a crystal, and in the miracles brought upon by life itself, and they all will always welcome him with open arms should he seek solace—he need only ask. He rarely ever does, for energy does not rest; energy does not sleep. And, most certainly, the energy never dies.
Thus, inversely...no one can ever truly rest easy in the presence of Lloyd Garmadon.
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