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astro-nomaly · 2 months ago

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Hemlock Sugar Rush (Greenflower)

...listen I hyperfixated.

This takes place vaguely in the pocket of time Wu is missing in the time stream but that doesn't actually matter it's just an excuse for Lloyd to live alone. I was gonna include a Brad POV, but this is 7k, so fuck that noise.

@mother-spore-missa @highbookwormofthecentury @flirty-anon @ren-cerati (idk if you like greenflower but here's some greenflower lmao) @gre3n-bl0ssom

CW: stalking (Lloyd is into it), dark romance (actually romantic as Lloyd is into it), possessive and obsessive behavior, references to past non-consensual stalking, freak4freak behavior these two are batshit crazy. Oh and they make out at the end if that squicks you out. Not like graphic tho 🤷‍♀️

Content under the cut. I wrote this in a day and only spell-checked so don't expect poetry

Hemlock Sugar Rush

Lloyd Garmadon, the Green-sometimes-Golden Ninja whenever it's convenient, Chosen One, World Savior like five times over — no need to thank him — and grandson of technically God with a Capital G but it's chill don't even worry about it, has a stalker.

Out of context, this wouldn't even be that weird. See, Lloyd is a pretty big deal (as per the reasons listed above), and he's had multiple small-time stalkers over the years since becoming the Green-sometimes-Gold-but-usually-Green-for-simplicity's-sake Ninja. More than a few overly obsessive hero-worshipers, Pythor when the snake was skulking around trying to sap his powers, a really weird religious fanatic, the list goes on. He's not even the only one! Kai has his share of obsessive fangirls that haunt his Chirp like ghouls, Nya has a really weird public image, Cole and Jay have both been stalked online, and Zane deals with fanatics obsessed with the rise of artificial intelligence and robot uprisings on the regular.

When you're a hero ninja group that keeps saving the world, you tend to work up an audience. And sometimes that audience gets weird. Lloyd's learned to accept it. Kai has always been pissed about Lloyd's stalkers in particular, but he's protective over Lloyd when it comes to everything. They never go very far anyways, aside from Pythor but that slimy bastard doesn't count because he was an actual supervillain. Lloyd and the others always manage to either dissuade or arrest stalkers. It's not a pleasant ordeal, but it is a manageable one.

However, this stalking is not 'out of context'. This is a very unusual stalking.

For one, they're good. They're so good, in fact, that Lloyd can never trace anything back to them. Never a hair or lint out of place. So good, in fact, that for a while, Lloyd didn't even know they existed.

Best he can figure, his stalker has been around for a very long time. Other stalkers/obsessive fans/religious fanatics are usually pretty sloppy. They take pictures with their shutter sound on, they like and save every single social media post in rapid-fire succession, hell, some of them are bold enough to try sending DM's. They're easy to trace and easy to deal with.

But this stalker is really, really good. It's been a few months since Uncle Wu's disappearance into the time stream, a few months of Lloyd operating in Ninjago City alone save for Pixal's help in city surveillance and keeping an eye on the others. He'd moved deeper into the city to better keep an eye on criminal activity. Pixal had convinced (re: threatened) the mayor into paying for the over-the-top high-rise Lloyd lived in. Personally, even though he really shouldn't feel this way, Lloyd thinks a fancy penthouse is the least this city could give him after all these years.

It's been an adjustment, for sure. He isn't used to living on his own, even though Pixal invades his smart-fridge (he really doesn't know why his fridge has a built-in facetime function) on the daily to check in. But he likes it anyways. The independence is nice, even if he does get terribly lonely most days.

Well. He did, until his stalker slipped up.

Again — they're crazy good. From what he's figured out, they've been stalking him for potentially years at this point, and nobody ever noticed. It was a bit of a terrifying notion at first. Either they've gotten bold now that most of his family is split up around the world, or they've gotten obsessive to the point of foregoing their usual caution. Because someone doesn't evade the senses of six superhuman ninja without a healthy amount of caution.

The first sign was his window. It was a little creaky, and the apartment being so high, nobody had done maintenance on the exterior for a long time. It kind of annoyed him, but he didn't really care to fix it, especially not after long nights spent fighting crime. One day, after a particularly exhausting drug bust, he'd stumbled into his room and found his window wasn't creaking anymore. He'd shrugged it off and gone to bed, assuming Pixal had done it.

But a few days later, when he thought to ask, she denied any involvement with genuine confusion. It had irked him, but he'd ignored it. Maybe it had just stopped creaking on its own.

But then things got more and more suspicious.

His gi always had less bloodstains in the morning than he swore they had the night before. His candles never burned out. His bike never needed fuel. His fridge was always stocked with the good caffeinated tea, even though he didn't buy it and Pixal swore up and down that she didn't know he even liked that stuff.

At first, he could brush it off. He had misremembered the fight. He had fantastic candles. His bike used insanely efficient fuel, approved by Pixal, Zane, Jay, and Nya. Somebody else on the team was buying the tea for him online.

But things kept stacking up. Things he couldn't call coincidence, or luck, or chance. His plants were watered, their pots rotated so they faced the sun. That couldn't be Pix — she was never physically in the apartment. She took to possessing his TV and fridge instead, and her pixies stayed at the base to help her out with repairs and mechanical work. There were vegetables he didn't buy in his fridge, and his cabinets were more organized.

Whenever he received a genuine picture or gift from a fan on the street, it was shredded to hell the next morning.

It should freak him out. It should make him nervous, and paranoid, and running to his siblings for help. His stalkers have never been this bad before. They've never broken into his house and been close enough to clean his gi without him knowing.

Instead, he likes it.

That's weird, right? He's still just seventeen. He feels like an adult these days. Kai and the others used to say that he wasn't because he 'didn't have a real job' but neither did they, and being the Ninja counted as a real job now that the mayor was actually paying them for it. He didn't pay bills either, but that was because he had a fifth-grade education and never learned algebra. Still, he's seventeen, which makes him technically a minor. For all he knows, this is some sick freak of a pedophile, or another religious fanatic that knows way too much about his heritage.

But he's still excited. Ignoring all the reasons that's a horrible thing to feel about a stalker that can break into his penthouse without Pixal noticing, this person makes him feel exhilarated. Because lately, they've been leaving clues.

Little things. Things you'd have to be a ninja to pick out. Footprints in the grass next to his bike. Flower petals scattered a little too far from their pots to have fallen there naturally. Once, even the smudge of a fingerprint against the counter.

Once, a sticky note.

It was taped to his nightstand. He'd woken up that morning, none the wiser to the person who'd apparently been inside his room while he slept, and found a little green sticky note with cutesy heart doodles and flowers drawn in glittery gel pen. He'd felt real, genuine fear for a tense few minutes, struggling to breathe past the panic of somebody skulking around his room in the dead of night. But once he'd calmed down, he felt excitement replace the anxiety. Someone had broken into his room — and they'd left him doodles.

He'd placed the note back where he found it and continued his day like it never happened. A few mornings later, another sticky note came. This one had a more detailed drawing. Lloyd had hesitated, his total of three brain cells yelling at him to stop being stupid, before he'd left his own little note on the picture in thin pen strokes: what's this flower called?

He didn't get a written response — he never did. But the next morning, he woke up to a printed article about Morning Glories. He'd done a little digging online, and found that they apparently symbolized infatuation. That alone should've made him panic. Instead, he'd sat in his chair, staring at the screen, and blushed like an idiot.

So… he'd sent something back. His own little sticky note with a crude, traced doodle of a Queen of the Night desert flower.

His stalker had been overjoyed, if the twenty (yes, literally, he'd counted) little notes filled to the brim with hearts and doodles and Morning Glories wrapped around Queen of the Nights were anything to go by. And again, like an idiot, he'd blushed and resisted the urge to giggle when he woke up to them all scattered across his room.

Look. Here's the thing — Lloyd had never been a very independent person. As a kid, he'd felt completely isolated in Darkley's. When he was kicked out, he latched onto the first 'friends' he could find, and they turned out to be rotten assholes. Then he had the ninja to latch onto, and the first time he was separated from them it was because he'd been kidnapped and held in a cage in the middle of the damn desert, then almost died in a volcano. He's grown up since then, but the experience made him pretty clingy to his siblings. This was the first time in years that he's been truly independent of them. Being so attached to his siblings, and between all the world-saving, he's never exactly found any room for external relationships. Sure, he kept kind-of in contact with Skylor, but she was Kai's girlfriend. Didn't really count. Lloyd didn't have anybody who he could call his.

But now, there was someone he had all to himself. The adrenaline rush was like a sugar high. Maybe that's why he keeps it secret from Pix — selfishly, stupidly, he wants to hoard this person that draws him flowers and hearts on sticky notes.

So he does. Pixal checks in often, but not often enough to notice. Lloyd tells her all is well, he's getting on fine, criminal activity is manageable. At night, he researches a new flower to trace for his secret stalker, and leaves the sticky note by his bed.

He could leave it literally anywhere else. Pixal respects his privacy enough to not enable security cameras — which Lloyd really should do, but somehow that feels like cheating, and he has a feeling his stalker would get around them anyway — so he could leave the notes anywhere in his apartment and the stalker would find them. Why he encourages them to tiptoe around his room, he has no idea. He doesn't stay up for them, or set up cameras or tripwires or alarms. He lets them come. For some insane reason, he trusts this person not to kill him in his sleep.

One day, he thinks to ask a few questions. So he prints out a nice little photo of Borage — bluntness and directness — and asks, what's your name?

He sets it carefully on his vanity — listen, he needs some form of self-care and Pixal says he needs to do something other than play video games in his limited free time — and goes to sleep with adrenaline in his stomach.

He wakes up to a miniature sea of notes taped to his mirror. Incomplete lines go over every tiny square, completely incomprehensible. So Lloyd makes himself toast — he has the good bread, which he doesn't remember buying — and sets to work decoding. Eventually, he figures out it's a puzzle. Rearranged, the notes form a large flower. He scans the pile for some kind of clue as to what flower it is, and finds the answer on the back of his own note from the night before. In deep, blood-red ink, are the words red Camellia.

He's embarrassed to admit he rushed to his computer for the answer. Almanac, Red Camellia: "You’re a flame in my heart". A hot blush had eclipsed his face that morning, followed by a rabbit hole of searches that include, but are not limited to:

What to do if my stalker is in love with me

Does red camellia mean they're in love with you

What to do if I'm in love with my stalker

How to know you're in love

Is consensual stalking a thing

…it was a weird morning.

They continue to play this dangerous game. Lloyd knows it's dangerous — how many times had he been told, as an oblivious kid, that feeding into this kind of stuff would only make the delusions and obsessions worse? He's knows it's incredibly dangerous. This person knows he's the Green Ninja — his identity isn't exactly a secret — and they seem to know literally everything else about him. They could hurt him with that knowledge.

But that's just the thing: they don't.

This person does seem to know absolutely everything about him, and it's so enticing. They know what brand of tea he likes. They know he sleeps in socks, because he needs to be as warm as possible while cocooned in his nest-like bed, and his socks are always miraculously warm when he gets home. They know he likes to play DVDs over streaming, and they're always tidy and unscratched.

So he doesn't do anything. He encourages it, even. Because there is something so close to a sugar rush about this dangerous game.

And Lloyd has always had an insatiable sweet tooth. His stalker knows it, too, because he begins waking up to chocolate chip pancakes. It's an excellent way to start the day, next to a fresh vase of white clovers — think of me.

They know so much about him that they only get him female flowers, because they know his overly sensitive nose can't handle pollen. They also know exactly what kind of allergy meds actually work on his insane metabolism.

He adores it. There is someone in the world who knows him so deeply they pay attention to the gender of the flowers they buy. Before this started, Lloyd didn't even know flowers had genders.

Maybe it's his weird, fucked up childhood that's made him find this behavior, which is genuinely atrocious in every sense of the word, endearing and exciting. He can't help it. The secrets he hides from Pix, the way he dodges questions during video calls with the others, the back-and-forth of messages and flowers… it's sweet. The adrenaline is like molten sugar and honeyed pixie sticks. It's caramel nougats and tart truffles. Soon, it's Fennel (flattery) and Fern (magic, fascination, secret bonds of love) and Gardenias (you’re lovely, secret love).

It's utterly intoxicating. Lloyd soon decides that, among the Ferns and Gardenias and Fennel that his admirer leaves him, he needs to start leaving gifts. In a frenzy, he abandons his usual routine of Saturday mornings — going to the park and breathing in fresh, non-acrid crime air and enticing ducks to jump in his hands, just because he can — and stays home to research 'candy language'.

…it doesn't go well. Apparently, 'candy language' means 'how to say chocolate in Sanskrit'. Which. Not exactly helpful to his weird stalker obsession. So instead, he goes out of his way to find those corny little candy hearts that have equally corny sayings on them like 'be mine' and 'only you'. He knows he's caught his stalker's attention by breaking routine, because they know every second of it by now, he's sure of it.

He doesn't think the candies are very good, but he leaves them next to the sticky note on his dresser anyways, with a little Morning Glory doodled on the paper. It's crude and he doubts anyone could identify the drawing as said flower, but he trusts in his scarily intelligent stalker to piece it together.

And so they do. The next morning, there is a brand new gift: a book. Lloyd, curious, opens to the first page. There is a flattened red Salvia — forever mine — between the pages and delicate words scrawled in gold ink. For you to read on Friday.

Their handwriting is the same as the only other note they ever wrote actual words on, the Camellia, but what really makes his heart pound is the 'Friday'. On Friday evenings, he stays up late to read because on Saturdays, he sleeps in before going to the park.

Nya once told him something she'd read somewhere: 'to be loved is to be seen'. She said that's how Jay made her feel — seen. Was this it? To be seen, as he was?

What does it matter if he's seen through his window, or the lens of a hidden camera?

He sets the book down, reverently, and leaves it there until he stumbles back home after another night of fighting crime with Pixal's assistance. He slips on fuzzy socks that are always warm, and drinks tea that he didn't buy, and doesn't bother going to the AC to change the temperature because he knows it's already set to perfect. He plops into bed, and opens the book.

It's delicious. Page after page is filled with fiction he never thought he'd be interested in. Stories about flowers that carve into your ribcages and sit there for eternity until you cough up thorns. Vines that hold you down until they can kiss you. Deadly nightshade and belladonna that turns your skin black and blue with bruised touches.

The best part is, as always, the flowers. After the third flower name he finds scrawled in the corner, he digs up his laptop and spends the night decoding. Yellow roses — jealousy — tell Lloyd that his stalker is jealous of the characters who confess to each other. Heliotrope — eternal love and devotion — tell him that his admirer thinks the character is pathetic compared to what they could do for Lloyd.

It's inane and absurd for Lloyd to think he can read the mind of who is probably a dangerous sociopath, but he doesn't care. There is someone in the world who has chased after him for possibly years, who knows him better than anybody, it seems, and who is eternally, deeply, helplessly in love with him.

He can't bear it much longer. It dawns on him how unfair their situation is. His stalker knows him inside and out, but all Lloyd can glean is gleaned from flowers pressed between book pages and gifted in glass vases. All his information is born from an almanac.

He grows them, this time. In between exchanging truffles and nougats and mints for Lady's Slippers — capricious beauty — and blue Salvias — I think of you — he grows flowers of his own. He has bought many plants from stores that he keeps on windows and shelves to make his home lighter and fuller in the absence of his siblings, and his stalker takes better care of them than he did. But this is a secret of his own.

He doesn't know if he can hide it from them, but he tries. First, he does his damnedest to find every single sign of surveillance. He puts tape on his computer cameras, peers into every corner, hell he checks the legs of his couch. He finds a few microscopic cameras, which should really freak him out but don't, and leaves them where they are.

He doesn't need to remove the cameras. He just needs to know how to find them.

His stalker knows he's up to something. They send him botanical horrors strife with mystery, and Columbines that mean curiosity in the most devoted sense. He sends them cherry-filled chocolate and a candy heart that says XOXO.

He finds his blind spot. He hopes they trust him enough not to fill it. He grows his own flower in between botanical horrors and crime fighting and sporadic bouquets that put every simple lily and petunia to shame.

Pixal notices his sporadic behavior. She asks him what's happened. He smiles and says that he's made a new friend, is all, and she tells him she's happy. Pixal is easy like that. They've gotten closer over these months that the other Ninja have been gone, but she doesn't feel the need to push into every facet of his life.

Why does he like it when his stalker does?

Maybe because they already know. He knows by now that they've had to have been following him for years now. There's something sweetly exhilarating about that — being trailed by an obsessive flower without ever noticing. Are they nightshade? Belladonna? Foxglove, Lily of the Valley?

He wants to know how sweet those flowers are. Will they taste like honey on his tongue, or pixie stix? Pocky, or sour patches?

There is someone who knows him inside and out, and he wants desperately to meet them. To hear from their own lips what they think of him.

He writes this on a sticky note, next to a heart that says 'don't be shy, be my valentine', which is horrendously cheesy and not half as elegant as his stalker's beautiful flower language. 'Who are you? Why do you love me?'

They send back a bouquet. It sits in a glimmering emerald green vase with gold rim, bursting with color. Daffodils for generosity, Gladiolus for heroism, Orchids and Irises for beauty, and Panda Lilies for loyalty, devotion, and secret love.

They send no sign of who they are. But the confession is enough to make his heart race, his cheeks flame, and his skin crawl with hot fireflies.

He must be really, really messed up to like being stalked and having his house broken into. This person is cooking him food, and he just eats it! They could do anything they wanted to him. He doesn't care. Because they both know.

Lloyd could end this as easily as they could. Lloyd could power up his ethereal element and wipe them from the face of the planet as easily as they could slip foxglove into his oatmeal. Lloyd could have twenty high-tech lasers pointed at them before they stepped foot inside as easily as they could slit his throat.

It's a game. A game of passing notes like high schoolers, and of Lloyd changing the passcode to his front door every week, and delving into the hidden messages in between forest rot and poison love. In between growing secret flowers.

Finally, finally, after three months of the exhilarating back and forth, something happens.

It was a long night. Some gun-trading organization had set themselves up big, and Pix was busy on the other side of town with a shitshow of a monorail wreck, so Lloyd went in alone. He wasn't shot, but he was kicked around.

He leans his forehead against the cool metal of the elevator as it hums, dutifully raising him to his apartment. At least at the end of the day he has a penthouse with a personal gym to go home to. Perks of saving the world five times over.

He stumbles across the short carpeted hall, probably dripping blood from a still-broken nose, and rocks against his door. He fumbles with the passcode, but the door is already slightly ajar. Nerves buzz in his head. That's not right. He locked it, he was sure of it.

He breathes out slowly, silently, through his mouth. He doesn't bother pulling his mask up — his nose protests the idea, and whoever's in here must know whose apartment they're inside. He silently prays that he really did just leave the door open, but he knows he didn't.

He slips inside, perfectly silent, exactly as his uncle and father trained him. The lights are off. He inhales through his nose, as deeply as he can without aggravating it too much. His apartment smelled normal… no. More flowery. Like the plants he stuffed into every available corner had grown in intensity. His pointed ears flicked. There was a grinding noise, coming from the kitchen. A garbage disposal?

He slinks down the hall, quiet as a cat. The disposal grows louder.

There is a person in his kitchen. Lloyd holds his breath, watching them with green eyes like crescent moon slits in the dark. Their silhouette is dark and featureless, but they appear incensed. They're violently shoving something down the garbage disposal, swearing to themself. They're a few inches taller than Lloyd is, not very thin but not very bulky. Muscle built from regular exercise like jogging and physical labor. Not a gym rat, but no slouch. From the way they hold themself, they don't seem like they'd be good in a fight. Their center of gravity is off, and their twitchiness isn't a good sign.

Lloyd sniffs the air. More of that scent. It's achingly familiar. The stranger's swears grow minutely louder, and he makes out "I'll hunt them down and shove hemlock down their eye sockets" before he intervenes.

"What are you doing in my kitchen?"

They freeze. Lloyd holds a glimmering sphere of pulsing green energy, his element more than willing to burst. The eerie green light scatters through the room, illuminating the contours of the intruder's face. A boy with tan brown skin, an angular face, and soft brown hair. It's not shoulder-length like Lloyd's, just long enough to curl around the nape of his neck.

His eyes widen. Those are brown too, a honey color like toffee. The intruder rips out what he was shoving down the garbage disposal — a bouquet of roses.

"Fuck," he whispered. His voice wasn't very deep, wasn't very light. It was low from his whisper, carrying more weight than to be expected of such soft sounds. "I almost forgot how quiet you are."

Lloyd steps forward, jaw set. "Who are you? Why are you in my apartment?"

The stranger's jaw ticks irritably. They hold up the tattered bouquet. "Really, Lloyd?" He whispers. It startles Lloyd to be referred to by his first name. The intruder's eyes grow manic, filled with rage. "I don't mind the gifts. Really, I don't! A charm bracelet, a beaded necklace, stick figures and macaroni art — it's adorable, seriously. How much your fans love you." Fans? Lloyd's face begins to flush on reflex. The intruder's lips quirk, but his eyes don't lose their manic sheen. "You deserve the recognition, the fame, the accolades. You deserve it all and more. I love how much you love their gifts. But this?!" They shake the roses. Broken petals flutter to the floor. "ROSES?! A Sunflower, a Carnation, hell, even Ivy! But red ROSES?!"

He's begun stalking toward Lloyd, blood red petals trailing in his furious wake. Lloyd finds himself backing up. "You accepted roses," the intruder spits, "from a stranger! Roses! How could you?!"

He's betrayed, Lloyd realizes. Betrayed by Lloyd's actions. This afternoon, before heading out for the night again, Lloyd had happened upon a fan. A girl around his age who had shyly given him one, before rushing off stammering and blushing. He hadn't kept the roses out of some kind of requited love.

And now, he's pissed off his stalker.

Lloyd bares his teeth, thin fangs glinting from the ball of green light glistening around his fingertips. "Back up, man," he threatens.

He doesn't. Faster than Lloyd can blinks, he whips out a thick white cloth from his pocket and lunges forward. Lloyd dodges to the side, but his assailant just smirks when he does. Before he has time to question it, vines are erupting around his feet and entangling his legs. He stumbles, and the intruder takes the chance to press the cloth against his mouth and nose. He reflexively sucks in a breath, and then he's gone.

He wakes slowly. The lights are on — the warm lamps, not the overhead fluorescent fixtures. The room smells of his abundance of flowers — no roses — and food. He groans, shaking his head as he sits further up.

He's propped up against the arm rest of his couch, a pillow pushed snugly behind him and a blanket he didn't own yesterday over his legs. He notices that his hands and forearms are bound together with soft ribbons of felt and silk. His mouth isn't gagged.

"You're awake," a soft voice says behind him. He turns to find the intruder with wide honey eyes filled to the brim with devotion and excitement. Similar excitement curls in his stomach.

He's been knocked out and tied up, and he wants to- what? Make out with the guy who did it?

"I knew you would be," his stalker babbles reverently, wrapping around the back of the couch to set a plate on the coffee table. "I had to up the dosage for your metabolism, but I made sure it was exactly right. I know exactly how much you can take. And I patched you up. I'll kill whoever did that to you." He's leaned in, now, breath hot and soft against Lloyd's face. He blinks. Turns to the plate.

"Is… that food?"

His stalker nods excitedly. "Yes! I know you've had a poor night. And I hate that you keep eating cup noodles for dinner — they make you lethargic. Here," he offers a forkful of pork chop to Lloyd, right up to his lips. Lloyd raises a brow.

"You're… going to feed me?"

"Yes."

"Why should I trust anything you cook?" Lloyd asks skeptically. It's a test. His stalker's eyes glint dangerously. Lloyd is quickly finding that he likes that dangerous look. After so many years of being a ninja, he's attracted to danger like a magnet to the north pole.

"If I wanted to kill you," his stalker whispers, leaning in, "I'd use Hemlock in your hibiscus tea. I'd put Nightshade in your toffee. I'd melt down Oleander and turn it into candle wax, and I'd put Aconitum in your air purifier." He lifts the fork again with a smile. The insane sheen in his eyes hasn't disappeared. "Please don't think I'd insult you like that."

Lloyd opens his mouth and accepts the food. He hums, swallowing. "It's good," he murmurs. His stalker's eyes light up in excitement, pride glowing in every feature.

"I know," they whisper frantically, "I used your favorite seasonings. I know everything about you, darling." Lloyd's heart skips a beat. Darling. So hopelessly romantic.

What's romantic about drugging and tying him up? About watching him through windows and hidden cameras? Everything, Lloyd thinks dreamily, drinking in every feature of the boy in front of him. He has a birth mark under his right eye. A small, faded scar on his cheekbone.

"Mm," Lloyd hums, letting the stalker feed him another bite. "I don't think I've told you how much I like your cooking before."

His eyes shine again, a proud grin overtaking his features. "I know you do," he speaks. He says everything quickly, like he can't wait to get the words out. "I know what your favorite dessert is, your favorite pasta and bread and tea- here," he presents Lloyd with a glass cup of hibiscus tea and straw. "For you."

He takes a sip. It's perfect. "Honey?"

"A drizzle," his stalker whispers reverently, "Just how you like it. I even know your coffee order, Lloyd. Your real one, not the one you let the barista keep mixing up. Want me to kill her for you? No, of course not, you're more noble than that." The stalker sighs dreamily, leaning in even closer. Lloyd couldn't avoid his eyes if he tried. "I love that about you, Azalea."

Lloyd's heart sings. He licks his lips, and doesn't miss how his stalker stares. "Azalea?"

"The mind-altering honey," his stalker responds. "Perfect. One of a kind. Wrong color, though I've been working on that."

"You breed plants?"

"You noticed!" His stalker exclaims, laughing. "Of course you did! You're so much smarter than anyone knows. That's how I knew you'd know, you know. About me. You figured it all out so fast. You're like a drug."

Lloyd knows what he means. This entire interaction has him feeling high as a sugar rush, liquid honey in his veins and starbursts in his eyes. He breathes in shakily. Not because he's scared, even though he should be screaming for Pixal by now. He's alight with nerves, prickling his skin with goosebumps.

"This wasn't how I had our first meeting planned," his stalker says quietly. "I was going to be more romantic. A meet-cute."

"Meet-cute?" Lloyd breathes, exhilarated.

"Yeah. I know you like the romance-y tropes," his stalker says, completely genuine. He's right. A little part of Lloyd, kept tucked away by duty and his overly complicated life, wants to be swept off his feet. "I'd bump into you on the sidewalk. I'd fall, but not really — I'd be faking it. You would help me up, apologize. Expect me to recognize you," he speaks at a dizzying pace in short, choppy sentences, breathless. "But I wouldn't. I'd ask for your name, and you'd tell me, brace for it- but I'd say nice to meet you, and-"

Lloyd realizes he's been tensing in anticipation. His stalker looks at him, devotion clear on his face. "I'm so angry at you," he confesses, hands wrapping around Lloyd's immobile one. He tenses, but his stalker just lowers his head until his forehead presses against Lloyd's knuckles. He shivers from the touch.

This is real. This is very, very real. How devoted is he, Lloyd wonders in an almost drunken haze. He wants to push it. See how far this boy will go.

"Why?" He murmurs innocently. His stalker glares up at him from under his thick brown bangs.

"Roses. Red. Roses. How could you?" His stalker gets up, but he doesn't get off. It's becoming very clear that this boy has no concept of personal space. He straddles Lloyd, arms caging him in. Lloyd lets him. It's exciting. The stalker snarls, but not at Lloyd — at the roses. "I'm better than roses. I know I am. I'd never send you roses."

"I thought red roses meant love?"

"They're pathetic!" His stalker exclaims, rising to the bait easily. "They're mediocre, basic, mainstream — everyone uses roses! There's no thought behind them! Who could give you Morning Glories in every color of your eyes? Who could know only white Hyacinths describe how lovely you are? I'm better than roses!"

Lloyd smirks at him. "I know."

He didn't keep the roses out of some kind of requited love. At least, not for his poor fan.

His stalker's eyes widen. Then he grins, with all his predatory teeth. "Of course," he whispers, laughing under his breath. "You're so much smarter than anybody gives you credit for." He brushes a hand under Lloyd's blonde hair, so softly. Lloyd has never appreciated being treated as delicate, but this isn't that. This is raw obsession. "You knew I'd be mad, didn't you? You kept the roses to make me mad."

Lloyd leans forward, lips brushing against soft brown skin so lightly they might as well not have touched at all. But his stalker stiffens and swallows thickly. "So what if I did?" He whispers. "Maybe I'm tired of this. Maybe I wanted to know as much about you as you know about me."

"I've been following you your entire life," his stalker says, "you could never catch up."

"My entire life?" Lloyd arches a brow. He scans his stalker's face. It's vaguely familiar. "Who are you?"

He laughs. He gets off of Lloyd, which is something he secretly mourns, and stabs into the food. Lloyd takes the bite while he talks. "I've been following you so long. At first I stayed online. Every video, every picture… it was never enough. I collected all your merch, you know. I've been waiting for this for so long."

Lloyd swallows. "How did you do that with the vines? How have you been in my room without waking me up?" He's hungry for the answers to their game.

"I've been breeding plants for years," his stalker says. "I have one for every occasion. As for the second part…" he waves the white cloth Lloyd was suffocated with. "Little bit of this. Small dosages, of course, and only at night."

Lloyd blinks. "I'd have smelled that."

"Not if I added it to your air fresheners and candles slowly over several weeks," his stalker responds smugly. Lloyd's eyes widen. Of course. His nose was too sensitive not to pick up on sudden smells, but… "You naturally filter out smells," his stalker says easily, like they're discussing the weather, "if they're familiar enough. And you have so many scented candles, it was easy to disguise my mix until you got used to it. It helps with the nightmares, doesn't it?"

Lavender and poppies. He smelled it every single night. Fuck, he thought it was his detergent!

"Well played," Lloyd admits. His stalker's eyes light up, practically glowing with obsession.

Is it bad that Lloyd likes it? Someone is so obsessed with him they went through the trouble of Pavlov-ing him with lavender and poppies. If a bouquet of roses is romantic, this is downright swoon-worthy.

His stalker brushes a knuckle over Lloyd's cheek fondly. "So pretty," he murmurs. "You have markings… your powers? It's the one thing I can't figure out."

"Maybe," Lloyd responds quietly. "I don't know either."

His stalker sighs. "I had it all planned out so well," he moaned, "a meet-cute. You'd be so excited to have found someone who didn't know you. No expectations. We'd text for three days, and we'd both flirt but you'd wait for me to make the first move… you're insecure like that," his voice is wistful and dreamlike, like he's sucked them both into a fantasy. "You shouldn't be. You're perfect." Lloyd blushes, squirming. He wants his hands free.

That's just the thing, though. He could get free easily. They both know it. He could topple this stranger in a second, blast his face off without breaking a sweat. That's the allure.

For whatever reason, Lloyd is in love with danger and fear. It's a result of falling from crashing ships and dancing around vengestone blades, of being possessed and kidnapped and stabbed and strangled. Danger is the one thing he knows intimately, and this danger in front of him is so enticing he feels high on it. A sugar rush. He is in love with the sugar rush of danger, and the boy before him is a skydive right into it.

They both know Lloyd can get free. They both like it.

"Then what?" Lloyd breathes. He wants to hear more of this fantastical date.

"I would take you to the movies," his stalker says, "I planned it perfectly. Opening night: a slasher comedy. You like scary movies, but you're jumpy. So naturally, you would grab my arm. We'd share a popcorn bucket, and I'd reach in whenever you did so our fingers brush."

It's so romantic Lloyd wants to bite something. The amount of detail, the precise planning… this isn't a stalker that wants to stare at him forever like a doll, or keep him stationary in a basement. This isn't a stalker with delusions and no sense that he's a person. This is a stalker that wants to stare at him forever like something divine. Who wants to keep him inside his ribcage so they can share a heart.

His heart pounds.

"I'd walk you home," his stalker says softly, "and you'd invite me to stay." He's right, Lloyd would. "You'd feel bad for making me stay on the couch, so I'd say we should both camp out and sleep on the couch together. You would agree, and we'd spend the night talking. Reminiscing. Catching up."

Lloyd tilts his head. "Reminiscing?"

His stalker's eyes sparkle. "Of course. You remember me, don't you?"

Lloyd searches his face. There is a distant tug of familiarity. Not to the face — to the plants. He slowly shakes his head. "I… no…"

His stalker holds his hands in both of his own. "Brad," he whispers desperately, "Brad Tudabone."

A boy taller than him. A boy with blood on his angry fists. A boy who hit him first, yes, but then hit anybody else who dared touch him three times as hard. A boy who was nice to him, and got so horribly defensive and protective that he broke bones for him. Foxglove in secret, nightshade in the shadows, oleander in private. In the soups of Lloyd's bullies, and black mold in the shadows of the teacher's quarters.

"Brad," Lloyd whispers reverently, eyes lighting up in recognition. "From Darkley's."

"I knew it!" Brad exclaims, beaming. "I knew you'd say that!"

Lloyd laughs breathlessly. A distant past so old he hasn't thought of it for years. "How long?" Lloyd asks. "How long have you been in love with me?"

"Forever," Brad says, pressing a numb kiss to his knuckles. Lloyd's face burns, and he fights back a childish giggle. "You were perfect from day one. I've been so obsessed with you… nothing is ever enough. The first person who was nice to me… you were like the sun, Jessamine."

"Jessamine?"

"The twining vine," Brad answers. "Beautiful. One flower is enough to kill a man."

"I've been growing you something," Lloyd confesses, lurching forward, "in the blind spot."

Brad smiles. "I know. I know everything about you."

"Do you know what I'm growing?"

"Not yet." It's a promise.

"Hydrangea."

Gratitude for being understood

"Perfect," Brad whispers frantically. "FSM, you're so fucking perfect. I wanted to wait until I was done. I would've been done with it-"

"With what?"

"Ornithogalum. The Star of Bethlehem," he whispered, cupping Lloyd's cheek. "Toxic. One of a kind. Could kill a grown man with ease." He isn't talking about the flower. "So dangerous. So beautiful. For you, darling."

Lloyd breaks the bindings and flings his hands around Brad's neck. His lips taste like poison in the best way. Gardenia, Forget-Me-Nots, Honeysuckle and red camellia and salvia in the best way.

Mine. Mine mine mine, says Brad's mouth against his, whispering reverently. He's been cornered in his apartment for months, stalked by a predator armed to the teeth in poison. A predator who lied in wait until his protective family vanished and he got comfortable alone.

He loves it. Someone who wants him so fiercely, with such devotion, to wait years and years just for the chance to fake a meet-cute?

Roses would never be enough. There is only the sugar rush of a boy made of hemlock and nightshade, draped in jessamine and red salvia falling from lips made of camellia.

"Yarrow," Lloyd whispers between frantic kisses, pressed into the couch as he tastes the honeysuckle on Brad's tongue. "Yarrow."

"I'll ruin you," Brad says suddenly, lifting his head and staring down at Lloyd with frankly really fucking hot intensity, "for anybody else. You're mine. I'll kill anyone who thinks about taking you from me, got it?"

Lloyd nods and pulls him back down. "Yarrow. Everlasting love."

Lloyd Garmadon has a stalker who leaves him poison and thorns and the most beautiful flowers in the world. Roses would never be enough. Only yarrow and hydrangea and obsessive red salvia.

#lego ninjago #ninjago #lloyd garmadon #brad tudabone #ninjago au #???#snippet #ninjago fanfiction #greenflowershipping #ninjago greenflower #forgivenshipping #stalker au #stalking fantasy #flower language #my fanfiction #they make out at the end if that grosses you out #this is the weirdest greenflower i've ever written

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lexithestarqueen · 3 months ago

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Ninjago: Into the Ninjaverse

This was some stupid idea I had but I'm gonna share it cause it's funny

Variants of Jay

Ninja Jay: The standard Jay that all variants come from

Movie Jay: Shy and generally considered the most cowardly Jay

Skybound Jay: From the timeline that was erased; appearance is from pre-s8, and he doesn't have a Nya in his universe (because she died)

Wolf Clan Jay: Evil, devoted his life to Ras

Rogue: Confused about his purpose and who he is; no one really wants to ask him for stuff

Agent Walker: Administration lackey and manager of the Department of Reassignment

Seabound Jay: This Jay comes from the universe where Nya was never un-merged from the Endless Sea, and instead he lives as a hermit on Lighthouse Island

Variants of Nya

Ninja Nya: The Nya that all Variants come from

Movie Nya: This Nya is considered the most confident and level-headed of the variants

Samurai-X Nya: This variant comes from a universe where she never became the Master of Water, because she never was, so she stayed Samurai-X (this variant is from a pre-s8 universe)

Endless-Sea Nya: This variant comes from a universe where she was never un-merged from the Endless Sea

Variants of Kai

Ninja Kai: This is the Kai that all variants come from

Movie Kai: This variant of Kai is considered the most boring of the variants and no one really knows anything about him

Skybound Kai: This variant of Kai comes from the same universe as Skybound Jay, which is the one where the Skybound Timeline was never erased, so he doesn't have a Nya in his universe (because she died)

Wolf Clan Kai: This Kai comes from a universe where he failed to get the Wolf Mask off in time, and got his goodness shattered

Green Ninja Kai: This Kai comes from a universe where he was always destined to be the Green Ninja

Seabound Kai: This Kai is from the universe where Nya was never un-merged from the Endless Sea, and instead works at a dojo he owns

Variants of Cole

Ninja Cole: This Cole is the one where all Cole variants come from

Movie Cole: This Cole is generally considered to be the most laid-back variant

Skybound Cole: This variant is still a ghost, and cokes from the universe where the Skybound Timeline wasn't erased, and Nya is dead in this universe

Forgotten Cole: This Cole is from a universe where he was forgotten due to being a ghost and ended up the Land of Lost Things naturally

Seabound Cole: This Cole comes from the universe where Nya was never un-merged from the Endless Sea, but this variant is still a Ninja

Variants of Zane

Ninja Zane: This Zane is the one that all variants come from

Movie Zane: This Zane is considered to he the most odd of the variants, due to being much more robotic than the rest

Skybound Zane: This Zane is from the universe where the Skybound Timeline was never erased, and Nya and Pixal are both dead in this universe

Ice Emperor: This variant comes from a universe where instead if being saved by Lloyd, he instead kills Lloyd and Akita, and continues being the Ice Emperor

Human Zane: This Zane is considered the most different from the other variants, due to never having been a Nindroid, and was instead Julian's biological son

Seabound Zane: This Zane comes from the universe where Nya was never un-merged from the Endless Sea, and has switched off his emotion meter permanently

Variants of Lloyd

Ninja Lloyd: This Lloyd is the one where all variants come from

Movie Lloyd: This Lloyd is considered to be the weakest, due to not having the Green Ninja powers

Skybound Lloyd: This Lloyd comes from a universe where the Skybound Timeline was never erased, and Nya is dead in the universe, as well as Lloyd still being an old man

Oni Lloyd: This Lloyd cokes from a universe where he gets trapped in his Oni Form and takes over ruling Ninjago from The Overlord, and Garmadon is dead in this Universe

Possessed Lloyd: This Lloyd comes from a universe where he is still possessed by Morro, therefore making it both a Morro variant and a Lloyd variant

Seabound Lloyd: This Lloyd comes from the universe where Nya was never un-merged from the Endless Sea, and he instead works as a window cleaner

#ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago au #lego ninjago #cole ninjago #ninjago zane #jay ninjago #ninjago lloyd #ice emperor #kai ninjago #ninjago nya

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bookbokoblin · 1 month ago

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I have too much free time and an abundance of cringe in my grasp, so I have done the only thing I could while I wait for more Kai content…

I made a Ninjago x Miraculous LB au.

Jay Walker - he lives in a smaller house with his adopted parents. He is always making machines to do tasks or just to decorate his room. he is outgoing in class and wants nothing more than to be close to Nya. Though he has some self-esteem issues he is always there to lend a helping hand.{miraculous of the ladybug - Tentomushi}

Cole Brookstone - His dad works at a dance studio and really wants Cole to join. Instead, he focuses on art and music. Sometimes him and Jay make sets for the tech crew. Though Cole refuses to audition for a part. He will do anything to protect his friends, and stands up to all who are unjust.{Miraculous of the turtle - Kame}

Zane Julien - His dad was an inventor and homeschooled Zane until the French equivalent of high school. He is very educated in science and mathematics, but doesn’t always get the arts. He wants to learn painting and practices with Cole. He wants to make sure his family is safe. {Miraculous of the dragon - Ryu}

Kai Smith - Hot-headed and loud. Practically raised Nya himself, and his whole life is built on carefully structured lies. He doesn’t have a good relationship with his parents. Though he is their ‘miracle child’ so they dote on him. He doesn’t trust them, and they lie to him often. Though favored by his parents he has a bad reputation among teachers and students.

{Miraculous of the fox - Kitsune}

Nya Smith - Very smart and loves robotics. She says she doesn’t care about boys but Kai has seen how she talks about Tentomushi. Her parents push her to succeed in everything ever, demanding perfection. She knows Kai is overprotective and wants nothing more than to destroy the pedestal her parents crafted for themselves.{miraculous of the cat - Neko}

Pixal Borg - Lives with her father who works at a tech company. She is very literal and very smart. Often struggles to control her sarcasm yet also struggles with brutal honesty. Is dating Zane (they know each other’s identity).

{miraculous of the horse - Kisouma}

Lloyd Garmadon - lives with his uncle Wu, who seems to know a suspicious amount about the miraculous. (He was the last Ladybug). He isn’t popular since his dad is commonly rude and forceful. Once Tentomushi and Neko recover the peacock he joins the team.

{miraculous of the peacock - Kannon}

First Spinjitzu Master - the guardian. No one has ever seen him, not even the miraculous wearers.

Krux - Main villain. Big bad. He wants to get the miraculous for his wish. More than anything he always to reverse time and make it so that Wu didn’t defeat him and kill his brother. Big brain, the smart twin. (He recruited the influential Ray and Maya by allowing them to have a kid, Kai, using the Peacock).

{miraculous of the butterfly - Flying Time}

Acronix - younger twin who was killed in the first fight with Wu. In the events of this AU, he is replaced with a sentimonster and uses the peacock miraculous when Krux asks. He is unaware he isn’t a real person but is allowed a lot of freedom in personality. (Not Krux’s main priority).

{miraculous of the peacock - Aglais io}

Ray and Maya - they own a large mechanical firm, and manage to make a lot of vehicles and other tools for Krux. They met him as his ‘Dr. Sanders’ disguise. He promised he could help them have a child if they helped him with his ‘family issues’. They hastily signed the contract and are now stuck working for him. (Krux made Kai using the peacock miraculous). Somehow the process allowed them to have Nya naturally.

{past holders of the mouse and snake}

I will answer questions to the best of my ability!

#ninjago #miraculous ladybug #kai ninjago #jay walker #nya smith #cole brookstone #zane julien #ninjago pixal #sensei wu #Ray and maya #krux and acronix #I needed to use Krux and Acronix to make it tied to Nya idrk #Tales of Tentomushi and Neko au

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thestoryteller-thedreamer · 23 days ago

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Describing Ninjago Season 3 is so hard, because it’s the technology season, where robots take over the world to resurrect the ultimate evil that was supposedly eradicated from existence. The ninja have to send Lloyd away because even though he’s all powerful he’s not powerful enough so they temporarily kick him out of their team to spend some quality father son time (though everyone knows it’s more for nostalgia’s sake so the OG four can have some time to themselves). They use giant golden keys to refurbish evil vehicles, Nya does some cool tricks with a metal fan, Zane hacks a girlfriend, and they turn off the power.

Only, the robots then hook up with a mystery cloak guy who sounds like he’s been smoking cigarettes for the past century and is actually a snake who was eaten by a bigger snake after he ate his entire snake tribe (cannibalism, am I right?) The snake then decides to recharge the robots with electric eels. The ninja listen to a creepy story after being drugged by other snakes, then stop the robots by unplugging them manually, before they get their brains scanned into a video game to save Lloyd from being drained into a tiny green raisin.

But also there’s this episode all about a really long and dramatic car chase that ends in an explosion which kills no one. The ninja then go to outer space (?) where Jay gets a pet bug, but then Glowie tries to eat them alive. However, Glowie disintegrates when it touches a ball of nuclear gold from a different timeline. The ninja are almost trapped on an asteroid but they build their own rocket using *teamwork* before they run out of oxygen. When they enter the atmosphere, they almost burn up but then create multicolored bubbles to help them crash into their designer vehicles.

The season then manages to conclude with one of the most heartbreaking finales of the entire run of the show, where the often neglected cinnamon roll of a robot explodes himself in order to save the world, complete with heartbreaking flashbacks and a musical score that makes me cry every time it plays. We are given a dramatic funeral, a titanium statue, and the romantic couple staring into each other's eyes as the robot is resurrected from the dead before it abruptly fades to black.

Oh, and you can’t forget the love triangle that hangs on which color is Nya’s favorite, adds unnecessary drama to the plot, doesn’t fit the characters involved, and is generally hated by the majority of the fandom. Even the writers decided to pretend it never happened after season 6.

So yeah. This is what I had to deal with when writing my Rebooted retelling.

#I love season 3 #it doesn't deserve all the hate it gets #especially since the show wasn't supposed to go past S2 #but it was a piece of work to write about #ninjago #ninjago rebooted #ninjago season 3 #ninjago fanfiction #/silly

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whitecompri · 27 days ago

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can you please do a sonic x Lloyds sister reader so when the reader was a baby she was kidnap and was experimented on turning her into fox mobian and she was sent to mobius and many years later she dating sonic and eggman is trying to merge both mobius and ninjago and the freedom fighter and the ninjas are working together but Lloyd is feeling like he should knows the reader even though he never meet the reader it isn't till the ninjas and the freedom fighter (minus the reader) go to one of eggman old labs that were they find the file on what eggman did to the reader and Lloyds is shocked that reader is his sister and of course everyone is shocked and they go to find the reader and they see her easily fight eggman robot and of course when they tell her she shocked and it's just a happy family reunion and her and Lloyds parents allow sonic to date the reader

Collision of Destinies (Crossover)

Pairing: Sonic x Lloyd's Sister!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Action

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: Kidnapping

A/N: Thank you for the request! For the purposes of this fic, everyone in the Ninjago universe is seen as normal humans. And once again, I couldn't get anything from this universe, but I think I managed to fit some things in well enough to make the story cool, even though I don't have much affinity or knowledge about the world of Ninjago.

--*--

The sky was gray from the rising smoke, the acrid smell of fire spreading, the roar of battle cutting through any sense of peace the day might have brought.

In a flash, a beam of golden energy cut across the horizon, tearing through the battlefield. An explosion rose in the distance, reverberating like thunder. The screams of combatants echoed, yet the enemy’s advance was imminent, the rounded robots continued toppling the forces that tried to defend their city.

In the middle of the battle, three figures ran, protected by warriors fighting off the robots. The man jumped over some rubble, holding his daughter tightly in his arms, wrapped in adorned red cloths. He panted, reaching a hand toward his wife, who was gripping the hand of their eldest son firmly, pulling him along to keep up.

What mattered now was no longer to fight. The battle was lost with those powerful robots. What he had left was to hold onto his family and look for a safe place to regroup — fighting would be pointless now.

“Hold on, we’ll be out of the city soon. You’re going to be safe,” the man shouted, turning his back to act as a shield against the flying debris from another robot-caused explosion.

Grunting in pain, he stood back up and resumed running.

Suddenly, the man was grabbed by the neck and slammed against a nearby wall. The blue robot with red eyes analyzed him, its gaze focusing on the child in his arms.

“Garmadon!” the woman shouted, placing the boy behind her for protection.

“Misako… Run… Take [Y/N] and Lloyd and get out of here. I can handle this…” he said, panting, as the pressure on his neck increased.

The woman hesitated, but in a burst of courage, she darted under the robot, grabbing the daughter from her husband's arms, holding her close, still pulling the boy by the hand. She ran, but in a swift motion, the robot hurled the man to the ground and quickly launched itself toward the woman, grabbing the collar of her shirt, still focusing on the child.

“Let me go!” She tried to elbow the robot, but it easily dodged and, in a blink, was in front of her, snatching the child from her arms.

Misako fell to the ground, eyes wide as she saw her daughter in the enemy’s arms. The boy clutched her hand tightly on the ground.

Suddenly, in a black blur, Garmadon was in front of the robot, a black katana in his hands.

“Give me back my daughter. Right now. Or suffer the consequences…” he threatened, but the blue robot remained unfazed, using small thrusters to hover in the air, still holding the child wrapped in cloths.

With a growl of rage, Garmadon stepped forward, striking the robot and aiming for its head. However, the robot raised its hand, and with a metallic clang, the blade was blocked.

“But how…” Garmadon said in shock, regaining composure and holding his attack stance.

He huffed, preparing to run again, when suddenly, behind the robot, a yellow light appeared in the air, seeming to cut through space itself. A diagonal rift began to open and expand.

Inside the rift, a man was seated on a somewhat technological chair, tapping his fingers impatiently on the armrest, which was filled with colorful buttons. When his eyes, hidden behind lenses, focused on what lay beyond the rift, he grinned broadly, his mustache twitching as his smile grew.

“Well, well…” He leaned forward, intrigued by the scene. “Good job, Metal, you found exactly what I needed... Initiate Eggpaw retreat order from the new dimension... Return to base...” he said after pressing a button. The blue robot nodded, beginning to back away.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the robot’s foot, holding it tightly. The robot let out a hiss and looked down.

Eggman looked at the rift curiously.

“What’s the problem?” Then he stood up, finally seeing what was on the ground. “Well, well… what a happy family… You wouldn’t happen to be the so-called Emperor of this city, would you? Now I’m sure my plan is perfect. That child will be very powerful…” He crossed his arms.

“I won’t let you take my daughter!” Garmadon clung tighter to the robot’s foot in a desperate attempt. But Metal simply jerked his metallic leg, throwing Garmadon to the ground again. His sword slipped from his hand, being flung far away as well.

The blue robot hissed again as it continued to back into the rift, which promptly closed, leaving behind only the evil laughter of the man who had just stolen their daughter.

At the portal’s location, only sparks remained, slowly fading. Garmadon knelt on the ground and punched the earth with force, sending up a cloud of dust. He clenched his teeth. Behind him, his green-eyed, blonde-haired son clung to his mother, both crying uncontrollably, still trying to process the loss of the little one.

In the distance, the rounded robots began retreating in formation, passing through similar portals. They were still attacked by warriors, but easily deflected the blades as they continued their path out of the dimension.

The man clenched his fists.

“I’ll find you someday…” he promised only to himself, remaining silent, wondering what the next steps in life would be without his little daughter by his side.

--*--

The sun shone brightly above the trees. The day was pleasant in Mobius, filled with the cheerful singing of birds and laughter in a nearby forest.

In the middle of a clearing, you stood in your combat stance, your fluffy tail with its thick fur positioned in front of you like a shield, a wide smile on your face.

Suddenly, some bushes rustled beside you, revealing a ball of blue quills that shot toward you. With a grunt and a swift movement, your tail absorbed the blow, softening the spin dash attack.

Stopping his attack, Sonic stood before you, smiling.

“You’re getting good at this...” He approached, walking around you. You just chuckled softly, placing a hand on your hip, watching his green eyes scan you.

“I learned from the best... I think I’ll make a great support for you in battle.” You turned in his direction.

“Support? Babe, you’ve got the potential to wipe out an entire frontline with your growing strength.” He stepped toward you, placing his hand on your cheek.

“Oh yeah? Then Eggman better watch out for me... and you too.” You placed your hand over his.

“Me too? Oof, and here I thought I’d be in the clear.” He laughed, leaning in to kiss your forehead gently before stepping back a bit. “Let’s head back, I’m getting hungry.”

Nodding, you began to follow him, keeping pace as he slowed down so you wouldn’t fall behind.

“So, any good memories yet?” he asked quietly, not wanting to pressure you into answering something that had already caused so much pain.

“Nothing yet... It’s like my childhood never existed, you know?” You looked down, sighing. “...Well, maybe it really didn’t. Sally told me they found me in a huge tube in a lab. Who knows if I wasn’t made just like some stupid robot.” You scratched your neck, feeling extremely uncomfortable with the thought.

“Hey, don’t say that. You weren’t made in a lab — we’ve run all the tests. You’re a completely normal Mobian... Even though your DNA is quite different, nothing indicates you were bioengineered like Shadow.” He wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close.

“Yeah... maybe you’re right.” You allowed yourself to lean into him, letting his warmth comfort you. “Someday I want to find my real family...” You looked at him with determination. “Of course, you’ll come with me and all. I need to introduce my future husband.” You laughed.

“I’m flattered, little fox.” He stroked the white fur on your back. “I’d love to meet your family, whoever they may be.”

Walking calmly, the two of you started making your way back to base.

--*--

In the peaceful silence of the night, you both lay on the grass, close to each other, simply watching the stars and the moonlight in the sky.

“You know...” you began. “Whenever I lie down on the grass, I smell something... this nighttime smell... For some reason, it reminds me of home...”

Sonic turned slightly to look at you.

“You think it could help you remember home?” he asked, already resting his hand on your fluffy ears to pet you.

“Maybe... It’s like my memory is a drawn bowstring, ready to shoot, but the archer never lets go of the arrow.” You placed your hands on your face, rubbing your eyes, trying to help even a little. “The memory of the past is right there, but it never comes to me...”

You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.

“Hey, take it easy... We’ll figure it out, okay? Be patient — I’m always here to help you too...” He smiled sweetly at you, making you smile a little.

But you didn’t have time to respond — your and Sonic’s communicators crackled, catching your attention. You both promptly sat up on the grass.

“Sonic... [Y/N], are you there?” Tails’ voice sounded.

“Copy that, Tails, go ahead...” you answered through the communicator on your wrist.

“Giant Eggman robots are showing up in Mobotropolis region! We need both of you urgently...”

"Understood, on my way!" you answered, looking at Sonic with determination. He nodded, and you turned off the communicator, getting up with him.

"Give me a super-speed lift?" you asked with a small grin.

"I’d never say no to you." He winked, picking you up bridal-style and dashing off in the blink of an eye.

--*--

Eager eyes watched the bizarre event unfolding before them. The ninjas took a step back, unsure whether attacking was a wise idea.

"Lloyd, the scanners are detecting distortions..." a silver-haired ninja said seriously. "It looks like..."

"The spatial distortion that led to that invasion of weird robots... Not even our technology could fight them..." Lloyd said with arms crossed, staring impassively at the yellowish rift beginning to open again before them.

"What do we do?" a red-clothed ninja with brown hair asked.

"We just observe. We don’t know what’s going to come out of there, Kai..." Lloyd said quietly, adjusting his green outfit. The other two nodded, returning their attention to the opening distortion.

When the portal finished opening, the place it revealed seemed like a normal field, but in the distance was a massive structure. The word "Eggman" was plastered on it, along with the villain’s image, featuring his characteristic grin and large mustache.

The beige-haired ninja narrowed his eyes as he observed.

"I’d recognize that beard and goofy smile anywhere..." he said, stepping forward. "From my childhood... That guy took my sister away from my family!" he said louder, starting to recall the traumatic memory of that laugh as the blue robot entered through that same rift.

"This gate is being unintentionally powered... Which means it wasn’t properly shut, so it reopened on its own, just drawing energy from something nearby." the white-clothed ninja stated.

"Then we need to take advantage, Zane. We don’t know when it’ll open again..." Lloyd stepped forward, determined.

"Are you sure? We don’t know what we’ll find there..." Kai said softly.

"...I have to know what happened to my sister... If that guy took her, I need to interrogate him, find out if she’s still alive."

"Hey, look at that field... There’s a bunch of... creatures? And they’re fighting robots?" Zane scratched his chin, confused by the scene visible through the rift.

"This is our chance—they're distracted by the battle, let’s go!" Without a second thought, Lloyd dove into the portal. Kai shrugged and jumped in as well, Zane sighed and, having no choice, leapt after the two of them.

--*--

An explosion sent robots flying everywhere. From the smoke, you leapt, your fists still pulsing with yellow energy, your tail swaying in the wind. At your side, in a blink, Sonic appeared.

"Nice job, babe." He winked at you.

"Same to you..." you smiled at him but then turned toward the lab at the top of the hill. "But... why did Eggman choose right now to unleash this legion exactly on the lab where they found me..."

"Yeah, this place was supposedly abandoned. I don’t know why he decided to start guarding it again..." Sonic said quietly, crossing his arms.

"There’s something behind this... We have to find out." Your eyes turned to the battlefield, where the other members of the Freedom Fighters were fighting nonstop against robots.

"You want to head there?" Sonic asked, already bending down to stretch.

"...We’ve already taken out the worst badniks, the others can handle the rest. Let’s go to the lab..." you said, looking at him with hope.

"On it, princess..." He immediately picked you up in his arms and was getting ready to dash off when a voice suddenly called out.

"Sonic, [Y/N], wait." Sally called, striking a robot and running toward them. "We need you... [Y/N], I need you to go to that observation tower..." she pointed to the nearby tower. "We have to disable the lab’s defenses. Sonic, take her there and come back."

Sonic opened his mouth to say something, but Sally cut him off, stopping him from refusing to leave you alone.

"We need you, she’ll be fine—there are no badniks there. She’ll catch up later. We need to break into the lab first and check what’s inside..."

You nodded slowly. Sonic just sighed and nodded once. Then, in a blink, he took off toward the tower with you in his arms, leaving only a blue streak behind.

Near some rubble, the three ninjas watched curiously.

"I’ve never seen creatures like that..." Kai said softly, creeping a little closer through the debris.

"Kai, stop right there—we shouldn’t get involved..." Zane warned.

"That fox..." Lloyd whispered to himself, catching the attention of the other two.

"What’s up with the arctic fox?" Zane looked at him, curious about his sudden interest.

"I don’t know... It’s like something in my soul pulsed the moment I saw her... A pain too ancient... But I don’t know why..." He looked at his own hand, beginning to breathe heavily. He could feel the soft touch on his hand, the squeeze of a little hand, and he could swear he heard a child’s giggle. But then he just shook his head, not wanting to let his mind play tricks on him.

"Lloyd?" Kai called.

"I’m fine... Come on, we need to investigate that lab. We don’t know what the crazy scientist is up to in there." Lloyd began leaping through the rubble, leaving the hiding spot, running through the forest shadows surrounding the area, quickly followed by the other two—who had more questions than answers.

--*--

You climbed the last step of the tower, taking a deep breath. You looked down, watching the Freedom Fighters advance up the hill, reaching the lab’s front entrance. Sonic was already among them.

"Alright, this is easy..." you clapped your hands, rubbing them together. The yellow energy reappeared, releasing sparks in every direction. Then you placed your hands on the control panel in front of you, electrocuting the system.

With crackling and sparks, the panel began to catch fire. Your eyes focused on the lab entrance, watching your allies rush inside without wasting time. Sighing again, you turned, ready to face the stairs down once more.

--*--

Sonic followed Sally through the corridors, walking beside her, doing Spin Dashes on any badniks that appeared along the way.

They stopped in front of a door. Sally placed a device on the heavy door, typed in some numbers, and the door opened promptly.

"Why did you even want me to come with you? I could’ve gone through the vents alone to save time..." the hedgehog asked, annoyed for being forced to leave you behind.

"I’m going straight to the lab’s core. We need to see what Eggman’s up to. Tails said his sensors picked up a spatial distortion right here. We need to find its source and destroy it. The others are just support..." She jumped over some debris. Sonic did the same, frowning.

Then they turned a corner, reaching the lab’s research center—a large space full of capsules, the same place where they had found you long ago.

But this time, both were surprised. Also in the room, three ninjas stood in defensive stances, looking at the two Mobians.

"Humans?" Sonic asked, confused.

"Who are you, you evolved mammals?" Kai asked, stepping forward, holding his blade tightly.

"I’m Princess Sally, and this is the hero of Mobius, Sonic..." she said quickly.

"Sonic and Sally, huh? We’re not your enemies. We saw you fighting the robots. We’re here because of that crazy scientist living here..." Lloyd promptly said.

"Oh, you must be talking about Dr. Eggman. He’s a real pain." Sonic said, shaking his head. The green-clad ninja nodded.

"Indeed... But he committed a terrible crime... He kidnapped my sister when she was just a little girl, and now I’m here to interrogate him and find out where she is..." Lloyd said confidently.

"And we’re here to locate a spatial anomaly... Well, good luck to you guys." Sonic said, turning to Sally.

"I’m going to scan the place—the anomaly should be nearby..." She started walking when her eyes landed on a cardboard box that obviously wasn’t there the first time they’d been to that place years ago. "Curious."

She crouched down, opening the box, seeing some mechanical objects and accessories. But at the bottom, there was a file folder. She pulled it out and examined it.

"What is it, Sally?" Sonic crossed his arms, looking at the document. "Project Kitsune?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Read it—it might have clues about where my sister is!" Lloyd urged, approaching the two Mobians, the other two ninjas following close behind.

"Project Kitsune, the electric fox..." Sally frowned. "This was one of Eggman’s fusion experiments, using Mobian DNA and a human child to merge the species and create the ultimate weapon—just like his grandfather did..."

Lloyd let out a quiet gasp, bending down to try to read the document.

"That photo... It's my sister!" He pressed his finger on top of a picture that was between the pages. "Exactly the age they took her from my world..." He clenched his fists.

"The Kitsune Project was a success, perfectly proving that the perfect being between two races can exist... And not only that, she inherited all the powers from her homeland. She grows healthy and strong, perfect to become my perfect soldier in the future. However, I still need to implement the proper obedience enhancement, to prevent her from getting out of control..." Sally kept reading, her voice gradually turning into astonishment.

Sonic stood behind her, mouth agape, his mind already connecting everything to you, but he didn’t want to believe it. All this time, you actually never had a childhood, you were kept in that lab until you grew up and were freed by the Freedom Fighters, and that stirred something inside him in an inexplicable way.

"She’s my sister... I knew it, she turned into that little arctic fox." Lloyd clenched his fists.

Suddenly, in the background, a transmission began on a huge screen. After some static and buzzing, Eggman’s clear image appeared, making everyone furrow their brows.

"Hello, hello to all of you, even my unexpected ninja guests. Welcome to my supposedly abandoned hideout... And how nice that you found the box with the information from my supreme research... Which was stolen from me!" He slammed his hand on his desk hard, causing the transmission to shake.

"You’re going to pay for taking her from her family and doing that to her, Egg-dumb..." Sonic stepped forward with an expressionless look.

"How noble of you, blue rat, but I suppose I didn’t even need her anymore, I already know all the data and timing of her research to create something even better..." he said seriously, leaning back into his chair.

A massive crash echoed through the place, rubble fell from the ceiling, followed by something huge and heavy that destroyed everything below as it landed. The five took steps back.

The thing roared, spreading enormous robotic wings and digging sharp claws into the ground. Its single eye focused on the three figures standing before it.

"I present to you my newest creation... Mecha-Ryu 2.0, since the first one almost killed me when it self-destructed." Eggman laughed. "It possesses the technology I used in Metal Overlord, as well as some nindroid tech that I stole, and of course, an almost organic internal system that I made using DNA from the dear little fox. In short, my perfect creation!" Eggman clenched his fists, determined.

The creature growled, striking the ground. Immediately above it, a yellowish glow appeared as a spatial rift began to open.

"Lloyd, again..." Zane said, gripping his blade tightly.

"I know... What’s your plan anyway?" He turned to Eggman.

Eggman chuckled softly.

"I’m glad you asked, dear ninja. I just want to merge Mobius with the ninja world, right here..." He raised both hands, gesturing grandiosity. "And then, I won’t just rule Mobius, but I’ll rule your world too. I’ll be the leader and build an interdimensional Eggmanland!" he said loudly, as the portal above started to grow in size.

"We can’t allow that..." Sally said to Sonic.

At that moment, you turned the last hallway, entering the room out of breath, eyes wide. In front of you was the enormous mechanical dragon. Sonic and Sally turned in your direction when they heard you, and near them stood three humans. You furrowed your brow, feeling a strange affinity with one of them.

"[Y/N]! So glad you’re here..." Sonic ran to your side, holding your hands.

"Sonic..." You didn’t even have time to say anything before you were enveloped in strong arms – and it wasn’t Sonic. On the other hand, the scent was familiar, comforting, the smell of home.

"Sister..." the ninja whispered.

"What?" you said, your voice cracking a bit as you pulled away from the hug.

"Yes, you’re my sister... I’ve spent so long looking for you." You looked into his eyes, his scent. The memory hit you like an arrow.

You remembered, even though you were so small at the time, the gentle arms of your family, Lloyd’s face, and then you remembered the cold arms of the robot that kidnapped you, the wicked laughter, the crying of those who had lost you. You remembered the pain of the experiments, the transformation into a Mobian.

Taking a step back, you gasped, holding your head from the immense pain of the memory. Silent tears rolled down your cheeks.

Sonic approached, holding your shoulders.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" With his presence, you began to calm down, your breathing returning to normal.

"I’m okay, thank you, Sonic..." Then, you turned to the dragon.

"Eggman wants to merge your family’s world with Mobius using that dragon. We have to stop him..." Sonic whispered. You nodded.

"Yeah... brother, right?" The word felt foreign to you, but you looked at that ninja who had always been someone important to you. "We’ll talk more later... For now, how about we join forces to defeat that pile of junk."

"You don’t even have to ask..." He reached into his pocket, pulling out a pendant with a pale green stone. "Take this. Our parents asked me to give it to you when I found you... The day has finally come..."

You smiled, accepting the stone.

"Family reunion? Touching, but even that won’t stop me from completing my plan!" Eggman’s voice rang out as the monster roared, enlarging the portal even more.

Taking a deep breath, you placed the pendant around your neck, preparing for battle. However, as soon as the pendant was properly worn, a glow emanated from it, starting to spread all over you. Your eyes widened in surprise.

The glow enveloped you like magic, and when you looked back, there weren’t just one but nine dazzling tails flickering with electric energy.

"Love to see it, babe." Sonic praised, winking at you. Behind, the rest of the Freedom Fighters arrived, stopping and watching the scene, confused.

"It’s time to take down this rusty can." You extended a hand, holding Sonic’s hand, and with the other, you grabbed Lloyd’s hand. "All of us!"

Sally nodded, turning to the allies.

"Everyone, distract the giant robot!" she commanded, grabbing a rock from the rubble and throwing it at the dragon’s only eye, making it growl and glare at them furiously.

"Kai, Zane, you know what to do..." the ninja said. The other two nodded confidently, turning toward the robot.

Quickly, Zane ran in, using his powers to unleash a wave of ice energy that froze the dragon’s legs, preventing it from walking. Kai jumped overhead, charging a fiery strike and launching it at the dragon’s wings, causing a huge explosion and shattering them.

"Ready?" you asked. Sonic and Lloyd nodded, and then the three of you launched yourselves at the dragon. Sonic charged up a Spin Dash. You used one of your tails to boost him, doing the same with your brother, who brandished his sword, aiming for the dragon’s eye. You charged your power in your palms as you always did, but this time it felt stronger than ever.

The impact from the three of you was deafening, sparks flying everywhere, a massive explosion from the robot’s body, with mechanical parts scattered all over. The three of you were thrown far away but cushioned by your nine tails.

Fallen on the ground together, the three of you laughed. Sonic turned to you.

"Wow, babe, I think I just fell for you all over again..." he said with a grin.

"Well... I think we have a lot to talk about, sister..." Lloyd said softly, letting out a light chuckle too.

--*--

Mobotropolis was lit up in celebration, loud music echoing everywhere in a huge party to celebrate the Freedom Fighters for stopping yet another catastrophe caused by Eggman.

But to you, something more important than the party was happening.

In the nearby woods, now back in your normal form, you were gathered with Sonic, the ninjas, and Tails, who was preparing a device.

"I really liked this world, sister... Truly radiant. I liked your boyfriend too, cool guy, takes good care of you." He gave you a few pats on the back, making you laugh.

"Yeah... I’m really happy, you know? Not knowing about my family caused me so much pain... But now that I do, I feel relieved... I don’t feel angry at Eggman for doing all that... I’m even thankful, I found my place between two worlds..." you said sweetly, and Sonic squeezed your hand.

"I’m happy for you, sister..." He closed his eyes, holding back tears.

"All done, everyone. My interdimensional device is ready." Tails turned to the group. "You can go back to your world safely now. And if you want to come back, just activate the device." The fox exclaimed cheerfully.

"We’re grateful, fox inventor. We’ll definitely be back..." Lloyd turned to you. "And sister, I hope to see you in our world too. Our parents would be happy to see you..."

You nodded.

"Definitely, brother. I’ll just take care of a few things and come visit. I really want to take Sonic to see my homeland!" you exclaimed, and your brother smiled.

"We’ll be waiting for you then, sister..." He waved, the other two ninjas waved as well, walking ahead, followed by Lloyd, and then the portal closed.

"Wow... so many revelations for one day..." Sonic laughed. "But I’m glad you chose to live here, with me..." He placed his hand on your waist.

"You’re part of my life now too, love. I can’t abandon you. Like I said... I belong to both worlds now..." You cupped his cheek.

"And that’s why I love you five times more now, darling..." He leaned in, touching his muzzle to yours in a slow, passionate kiss.

Your new life, now knowing your origins, was only just beginning.

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Starstruck [Ninjago x Reader]- Pirates vs. Ninja

Zane awoke surprisingly warm. It took him a moment to realize why; Y/n was cuddled into him, their bodies held together with tangled sheets. Although the Nindroid jolted in surprise he stayed still in order to not wake up the dragon. His stomach fluttered and his face grew warm at feeling the purring of his slumbering friend. His hands began combing through Y/n's beautiful H/C hair almost involuntarily.

When the dragon's eyes opened just enough to peek at the robot both their faces lit up with blush. Zane quickly retracted his hand, muttering a quiet 'sorry'. Instead of responding Y/n just smiled sweetly, still purring, and gently grabbed his hand. "Good morning, Zane," They whispered, their shining eyes never leaving Zane's blue ones. The Nindroid's brain and heart went crazy trying to process his situation. Finally he managed to squeak out, "Morning."

Zane watch as his bed mate climbed out from the comfortable covers to start their day, tail and ears flicking as they stretched. All the Nindroid could do was watch and wish he could communicate his feelings to them.

Kai observed Lloyd as he attacked their punching bag while the former steadied it, shouting childish things. "Good, keep it up," The red-clad ninja complimented.

Their apartment had been fixed up and redecorated, as the seemingly had more money than they had originally thought. They took priority to buy training utilities for Lloyd but were able to afford to replace the leaking fridge, repaint the dull walls, fix the leaky pipes, replace the sad lighting, and buy a standing shelf for storage. Y/n was just happy their effort didn't go to waste.

"Ha! Fists of fury! You can't even see 'em move, I'm so fast! Ha!" The boy narrated as he struck the equipment.

"Save the gloating," Lloyd paused to listen to the hothead, "It can only be used against you by your enemy."

"Oh, please. I'm ready to face whatever you throw at me," The boys gives a strong kick to the punching bag which pushed Kai away from it.

"Whoa, grasshopper. You're not even ready to face my pinky toe," He said, repeating the words that Master Wu had said to him when they first met.

Sensei Wu smiled, recognizing that Kai had taken those words to heart, "I see the student has become the teacher. You will learn fast, Lloyd, with lessons from the four ninja and Y/n." The old man was sat on the ground drinking tea while the other ninja stood in the corner adorning strange accessories. Zane was wearing a pink apron, Cole had a metal pot resting on his head, and Jay held a wooden spoon in his hands.

"Great, now that lesson is over, how about some target practice.. on Kai?" Cole suggested teasingly as he pushed the drooping pot back onto his head. Kai's smile dropped at the thought of being used for target practice.

"You'll each get your turn, but first, I don't want you to be late for your next lesson with Nya and Y/n," Wu assured to the Fire Ninja's relief.

"But when will I learn Spinjitzu?" The blonde boy whined.

"Patience. It will only be unlocked when the key is ready to be found," Master Wu answered vaguely.

Lloyd groaned, unsatisfied with the answer but left to learn with Nya and Y/n anyway.

"Ha, sounds familiar?" Cole teased, smirking at Kai.

"I wasn't that whiny," The spiky-haired brunette defended.

"No, you were worse," Zane joked which made the room fill with laughter.

Lloyd made his way onto the roof where Nya and Y/n, in their dragon form, stood. "You need to learn how to communicate with Y/n while you're riding them in their dragon form. All of the other ninja have vehicles, so they're your mode of transportation," Nya explained while rubbing the dragon's snout.

"But I don't know how to communicate with him," Lloyd pointed out.

"It's all in the body language, You just have to let them know what your body language means," Nya instructed while Y/n raised their head from the girl's touch and transformed back into a humanoid.

"We can work on it later," assured the hybrid as they ruffled the child's hair. "For now Sensei wants us to search for a place with more equipment for you to use in training."

"It's time we search Ninjago City for a more suitable place to train Lloyd," Master Wu announced to his students who all stood on the sidewalk in front of him.

"But Sensei, Ninjago City is huge. It'll take us all day to find it on foot," Jay whined.

"And without our Golden Weapons, we have no Spinjitzu vehicles. How are we going to get around town?" Zane complained more elegantly than his blue counterpart.

"You'll learn to travel with these," the old man shows the group a golden coin with a square hole in the middle. His students, wearing confused expressions, crowded him to get a good look.

"What are those?" Cole inquired.

"They can transport you anywhere you want to go in the city," Wu explained dramatically, causing Y/n to roll their eyes.

"Like a magic portal?" The ravenette asked with excitement.

"Ooh! Or a Spinjitzu vortex?" Jay suggested hyperactively.

"Guys, it's just a bus token," Y/n stated blatantly. The group's faces dropped and Wu let out a small chuckle.

The ninja and Wu exited the bus in front of a small building with a sign that read "Grand Sensei Dareths Mojo Dojo". Y/n, who used their wings to search the city more quickly, had found the building and informed their teammates about it.

"This is the place you found?" Cole asked to which they gave a nod.

"It's better than our dumpy apartment," Jay commented, following Cole through the door.

Upon entering they were greeted with tan walls and brown support beams. There were shiny, bronze trophies on display and a doorway with beads dangling from the top. Through the doorway walked a man clad in a brown gi and exuberant hair. "Welcome to Grand Sensei Dareth's Mojo Dojo," He announced dramatically, "I am Grand Sensei Dareth, and I Dareth you to join my dojo." He then stood on one foot making claws with his hands as he let out a "Heeya!".

The group shared an awkward glance before the man jumped around and made more noises which reminded Y/n of a certain Lightning Master. Dareth's antics stopped when he got himself tangled in the beaded walkway.

After squirming his way out of the beads he walked over to his shelf of awards, "Face the wall of karate trophies. If you look closely, my name is on all of them," He looked at his reflection in the coating of a bronze cup, "That is because I am a highly skilled karate machine."

"Look, Dareth, we're wondering if we could share your dojo," Y/n asked, stepping forward from the group.

"We've been put in charge of training this little guy to become the greatest ninja in all of Ninjago," Kai announced referring to Lloyd by putting his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Not possible, for I am the greatest in the land," Dareth bragged, "How many trophies do you have?"

"Look, pal, we're the guys that just saved the city from that giant snake," Jay argued with his arms crossed frustratedly.

"Ha! Am I looking at Lord Garmadon? Because unless I'm stupid, and I'm not, Lord Garmadon and a dragon destroyed the Devourer," The dojo owner sassed while the group gave Y/n a stare, upset with the fact that they got credit and the others didn't. The dragon only responded with a shrug, not caring who got the credit.

"Hehe.. That's been a huge misunderstanding. Actually, we were the ones who dest—" The Lightning Ninja tried to reason with the middle-aged man.

"I'll let you train here but only on one condition," Dareth interrupted in a dramatic voice, "You can defeat me. If you succeed, we will share the dojo." He suddenly posed and sassily put his hand on his hip, "That's right. I, Grand Sensei Dareth, master of all animal fighting styles, challenge one of you to a battle." He got on all fours, "I know the tiger," and let out a strange roar, sounding more like a snort. "The python," he waved his arms around. "Penguin," he put his hands to his sides and squawked.

Kai, tired of the man's childish behavior, simply began spinning and used his swift Spinjitzu to throw Dareth, who was screaming like a monkey, to the ground.

"How did you—" He started.

"You might know animals, but we know Spinjitzu," Kai smirked.

Dareth, getting off the ground, said with newfound respect, "You can train in my dojo anytime."

Y/n stood next to Zane, watching Jay teach Lloyd about agility and balance. Cole stacked wood planks, ready for his turn to train the Green Ninja after Jay.

"When you strike with your fists, concentrate. You may be small, but you're strong, "The Earth Ninja instructed.

The boy put his hands together, concentrating his strength. He jumped and brought his fist down on the wood, not only breaking the table but shaking the entire dojo. Sensei Wu sat calmly in the corner while the ninja were thrown back. Kai ended up with his back against the trophy table, Zane was thrown onto his back, Jay was leaned up against the agility training equipment, Cole was dangling from the punching bag, and Y/n had been scared onto the rafters.

"That was the power of the Staff of Quakes. And you did it without the Golden Weapon!" Jay exclaimed, Lloyd looking at his hands in disbelief.

"That must be why you have the potential to be the greatest ninja. You can harness all of the Elemental Powers," The Nindroid observed.

"Really? Cool," They boy smiled with pride.

"With this power, you must be careful," Wu warned ominously, causing Lloyd's smile to drop, "You must control it before it controls you."

Y/n put his hand on the boy's back and smiled to silently reassure him. Lloyd smiled back gratefully and gently grabbed their hand for comfort.

Dareth strutted through the beads dangling from the door frame with two kids carrying more wooden boards at his heels, "I have to admit, not bad for a kid. But instead of ten boards, how about fifty? Stack 'em, boys." The kids piled the board on two cinderblocks at his command.

Everyone else shared an awkward glace. "And perhaps if I, Grand Sensei Dareth, can break through them all, you will allow me to join your team and become.." He dramatically turned around now wearing a brown ninja hood to match his gi, "the Brown Ninja!"

Jay snickered, "The Brown Ninja? You gotta be joking!"

"This is embarrassing," Y/n sighed.

"Sorry, pal. Club's already full," Cole tried to let him down softly.

"Okay, okay. Then maybe this demonstration of my superhuman strength may persuade you," He wobbled, posing with a leg in the air, "Jeffy, Phil, are we ready?"

The two kids, Jeffy and Phil, replied in sync while bowing "Yes, Grand Sensei Dareth."

"Observe. I call upon the greatest animal to give me strength.." The middle aged man narrated as he spun around, "the Dragon." Y/n cringed from second hand embarrassment as they heard the man's sentence and everyone gave them a slight glance. Dareth hit the boards with his hand but not even one of them broke. There was silence for about 3 seconds until he yelped in pain and cradled his hand. The room exploded with laughter as Dareth continued to whine over his throbbing hand.

As the ninja and Y/n exit they dojo they catch sight of a flying ship, suspiciously similar to the bounty, causing chaos in the city.

Jay points at the vehicle, "Hey, that's our ship!"

"But pirates?" Lloyd asked at seeing the occupants of the ship.

"Pirates haven't been around for centuries," Y/n commented, confused.

"I sense Lord Garmadon is somehow behind this," Zane monotonously mentioned.

"How are we gonna follow them?" The blonde boy inquires.

Kai reveals the bus token gifted by Wu, "Perhaps this can be of some use." Conveniently a bus pulled up next to them and the group boarded. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but follow that ship!" He commands the driver as he deposits the coin.

The bus sped off and the ninja pulled on their hoods while Y/n stretched their wings. "I don't like the kid coming along. It's too dangerous," Kai worried.

"Please, please, please. I'll be super good," Lloyd pleaded with his hands clasped together.

Zane shook his head, "The powers inside you are still too great, too uncontrollable."

"One of these days you'll be able to join us. Sorry kid," Cole promised causing Lloyd to sit in a bus seat with his arms crossed.

"I'll make sure he's safe, you guys pursue the ship," Y/n suggests, sneakily winking at the boy. They knew it could be dangerous but if the kid never got any experience he wouldn't learn, plus they can ensure the Green Ninja's safety.

The ninja nod their heads in agreement and make their way to the roof of the speeding vehicle. Kai grabbed at the anchor swinging from the ship but was almost throw off when the bus came to a sudden stop to avoid an elderly woman in the road.

"Come on, people. We're trying to save the city here!" Jay complained instead of actually helping.

She slowly made her way across the crosswalk, Y/n getting annoyed and simply helping her cross.

"Thanks Y/n!" Cole shouted as the bus began moving again.

Eventually the dragon dismounted the bus with Lloyd in their arms, waving at the ninja as they continued after the pirates.

"Y/n?" The boy's small, meek voice called from the boy's head, cuddled into the crook of their neck, "Are you gonna make me stay?"

"Hm.." The dragon feigned thought, "I think you could use some training on actual targets." They grinned mischievously as Lloyd turned his head in surprise.

"But how are we gonna get up there?" The boy looked up at the ship hovering above the city.

Y/n shifted Lloyd from their side to clinging to their back, "Hang on," they said as their body began the familiar process of shapeshifting.

The young Green Ninja whooped, feeling the wind on his face while he sat atop Y/n's back. At seeing a tied-up Dareth be thrown off the ship's plank the dragon quickly swooped to save the him. When the brown-clad man realized he was no longer falling he screamed, "I called the Dragon. I-I called the Dragon!" while manically laughing. Y/n, quite annoyed, gave a snort and grumble.

The ninja were engaging in battle with the pirates when Y/n and Lloyd returned from bringing Dareth begrudgingly to safety. "Bring me in close!" the boy yelled loudly, now he knew what Nya meant by using body language to communicate. The hybrid flew in close to let Lloyd dismount from the ship before letting themself return to a humanoid form to join the fight.

"Ninja, go!" Lloyd yelled as he tackled the pirate Zane was attacking, also hitting the Nindroid on accident.

"Pirate, go!" His opponent mocked ready to slice the boy. Y/n picked up the Green Ninja and used their wings to dodge the attack then, while holding Lloyd with one hand, slashed the pirate with the claws on his free hand.

"Lloyd! You're not supposed to be here!" Kai called angrily.

Y/n landed on the deck and released the boy, retorting, "I brought him! He needs practice and I promised to protect him."

With his crew, Captain Soto was backed into a corner by the five ninja and the dragon hybrid. Lloyd summoned a large circle of energy, throwing it toward the pirates while Kai protested, "Lloyd! Don't! Your powers are too uncontrollable!" When the energy dispersed it managed to knock loose the mast, which fell on top of the ninja and Y/n.

Captain Soto stood above the group, pointing his sword at them, "You lose, pajama people and.." he paused trying to determine what Y/n was, "..demon person?"

Instead of replying or correcting the pirate the dragon mustered their remaining strength to transform once again, their large dragon body lifting the mast to free their comrades. The crew watched in disbelief before attempting to flee. All of the pirates were taken out simply with a swipe of Y/n's claw or tail.

"Who wins between pirates and ninja? It's dragons!" Cole cheered.

Y/n transformed back now that their friends were safe and the pirates were defeated. Their head was foggy and vision blurry because this was the first his they had ever shifted twice in such a short time span.

"Are you alright Y/n?" the Earth Ninja inquired, approaching the dragon. "Your nose is bleeding," He worriedly observed. The exhausted hybrid simply collapsed into his arms. "Zane!" Cole called in surprise.

The Nindroid rushed over and his heart fluttered at the sight, not only from worry but from the gentle way Cole's muscular arms cradled Y/n's fragile body. After recomposing himself Zane managed, " He appears to have fainted from exhaustion," which made Cole breath a sigh of relief.

The ninja returned Y/n to their apartment to rest while the police managed to deal with the pirates which mysteriously appeared. "Good work," one of the officers complimented.

"Don't forget to include this guy," Kai teased, rubbing Lloyd's head.

"That your ship?" the officer pointed toward the repainted bounty.

"It sure is," Jay confirmed with an excited smile.

Suddenly the engines started up, raising the ship into the air. Garmadon appeared over the railing with his army of Serpentine. "Sorry, you snooze, you lose," He jeered.

"Lord Garmadon!" Kai cursed.

"Dad!" Lloyd called

"You're becoming stronger, son, but you'll never be strong enough to defeat me. Give up, before it's too late," the oni demanded. Instead on answering Lloyd stood firm with the ninja which made his father scowl. "Have it your way. Another day, ninja. Another day."

"Ah, great. Lord Garmadon is back, and now he's got our ship," Jay complained with a sassy hand resting on his hip.

"Well, at least we've got this little guy," Cole smiled, watching as Garmadon flew away in their ship.

Dareth approached the group from behind, grabbing Jay with the intention of scaring him. The Lightning Ninja threw the man over his shoulder in retaliation. "Oh, come on, guys. I Dareth you to forgive me," he joked causing the group to laugh.

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petrllchor · 1 year ago

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pixal at home:

#ninjago #lego ninjago #if i had a nickiel for every purple robot lady with ponytail in ninjago i would have two #which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happend twice #ninjago robot manager

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pixanefan · 1 year ago

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What is Ultimately the Best Ninjago Ship?

*not my art*

Credits: Lego Ninjago, Me, and Squidneyxd

#lego ninjago #ninjago #pixal borg #ninjago pixal #ninjago robot manager #harumi ninjago #ninjago akita #ninjago shipping

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alanshee-keeper-of-realms · 2 years ago

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Ninjago Rarepair Week 2023

Girlboss and Gatekeep Shipping

or as I jokingly call them

The Ponytail Lesbians

Skylar x The Robot Manager

(Jennifer is what I call the Manager after Jenny X9)

So day late dollar short but imma keep working on it was going to join in on Ninjago rare pair week until health kicked my butt so have them.

Day 1 Date Night they went to a concert together.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago skylor #ninjago the robot manager #ninjago Jennifer #ninjago rarepair week23 #day 1 date night

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boom-fanfic-a-latta · 22 days ago

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Just Oni (and Dragon) Things (Sand & Ink AU)

Lloyd walks in on his father actively shapeshifting and has several questions.

Or: Lloyd learns about his otherworldly heritage quite a bit earlier than canon because Sensei Garmadon is still alive.

(Part of Sand & Ink, but can also be read as standalone)

AO3 Link

Lloyd had certainly seen a lot during his time as the Green Ninja so far. Race of snake-people that he accidentally unleashed in an attempt to be evil? Check. Indestructible army of statues commanded by the literal embodiment of evil? Also check. The robot uprising, a cult who wanted to turn into snakes, ghosts trying to bring Hell itself into Ninjago? Check, check, and check again!

However, one thing he definitely hadn’t expected to see a repeat of was the sight of his dad having four arms again.

Also, just generally looking like he used to back when he was an evil warlord, but he noticed the four arms first, okay—

“Dad, what—what are you—” he found himself stammering, unable to coherently put together a sentence at the extremely confusing sight of his decidedly-not-evil-anymore father looking, well, evil again.

Garmadon whirled around to face the blonde, a mix of shock and what seemed to be embarrassment on his face. “Lloyd?! What are you doing in here, I—” The expression morphed to also include panic as he glanced down at himself. “Oh no . . . Lloyd, I swear that this isn’t what it looks like—”

“Dad, why do you look like this again?!” Lloyd finally managed to ask, staring up at his currently-demonic-looking father with what was probably one of the most baffled looks of all time. “And—and how?!”

“I promise, I am not actually evil again, I am practicing—how about I just show you, actually, that should help.” Garmadon shook his head, before closing his eyes as if to focus. He suddenly started glowing with a soft white light that engulfed his entire form, and said now-indistinguishable form started shrinking before his eyes, before the light finally faded to reveal Lloyd’s father returned to his human self. “There. That’s better.”

Lloyd felt like his eyes were about to bug out of his head. “WHAT.”

Garmadon gave him a somewhat sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m sorry that you ended up walking in on me during . . . that . . .” he apologized, shaking his head again. “I thought I had locked the door, but it appears that I didn’t.”

“Dad, what was that?!” Lloyd demanded, unconsciously taking a step back. “You—are my dad, right, and not—some kind of shapeshifter trying to trick me?” There was a Master of Form, after all, it could be possible.

“Yes, Lloyd, I promise it’s me,” hopefully-actually-Garmadon replied with a nod. “Do you need me to provide any proof?”

“Maybe? I’m not sure—uh, what did they deny giving you at Chen’s island during breakfast?!” he asked on the spot, trying to come up with something to use for proof.

“Creamy biscuits,” the man answered without missing a beat, chuckling a little. “Does that help?”

Lloyd relaxed a bit, letting out a sigh of relief. “Okay, yeah, it’s you . . . but, wait, how did you do that?!”

“Well, over the past few weeks or so, I’ve started attempting to better embrace our heritage—more specifically, the Oni side,” Garmadon explained. “I finally feel comfortable enough that it shouldn’t somehow reignite the evil that used to flow through my veins to start . . . experimenting, if you will.”

The Green Ninja blinked, unsure what his dad was talking about. “The what side? What about our heritage?” he asked, somehow feeling even more confused than he was before.

“The Oni side, Lloyd, don’t you—” The man stopped mid-sentence, a look of annoyed realization coming over him. “Oh, curse it all . . . we haven’t told you about your heritage from the First Spinjitzu Master yet? I’d expect as much from Wu, but I also haven’t mentioned it yet?”

“I mean, I know that he was your dad and my grandfather, but not really anything else,” Lloyd replied with a frown. “And it sounds like there’s more to it than that from what you’re saying . . .”

“Indeed, there’s much more to it than that,” Garmadon agreed, shaking his head. “Would you like to have some tea while we sit and talk? There’s quite a lot I need to tell you.”

“That sounds good, yeah. I’ll go get us some.”

One acquisition of freshly-brewed tea later, father and son were soon seated across from each other at the table.

“So . . .” Lloyd stared down at his teacup awkwardly, unsure what to say.

Garmadon chuckled. “Don’t look so nervous, Lloyd. You’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, I know, I just . . . this feels kinda sudden.” He shrugged, looking back up at his dad.

“It is, yes . . . but it’s about time someone told you all of this.” The man took a sip of tea. “Now, our story begins long before time had a name, even before your grandfather, the First Spinjitzu Master, created Ninjago. After all, this story begins even before his birth.”

“. . . That’s. A long time ago.” Lloyd tried to wrap his head around how long it could be.

“Indeed it was. But, back then, before any of the other Sixteen Realms existed, there was the First Realm.”

“The . . . first realm?” he repeated, his eyes widening. “Woah.”

“Two types of being called this realm home,” Garmadon continued. “The Dragons, with the powers of Creation, and the Oni, with the powers of Destruction. Thus, the First Realm was also known as the Realm of the Oni and the Dragon.”

Lloyd nodded, trying to follow along. Oni and dragon . . . he knew a lot about dragons, but he’d never heard anything about what an oni was before. “What exactly are the Oni, dad?”

“It’d be easiest to compare them to some sort of demon, I’d say, though not all of them necessarily act demonic. Visually, I could more specifically describe them as looking like a more monstrous version of how I looked when I was a dark lord.”

“. . . So like how you looked when I first came in?” Lloyd deduced.

“Not exactly like that, but yes,” Garmadon replied, before going back to the story. “Now, the Dragons and the Oni were diametrically opposed, which led to a nearly endless war between the two.” He held up a hand, pausing for emphasis. “But not all of what happened between them was conflict, you see. One day, a child was born of both Oni and Dragon, a child who learned and understood that you could not have Creation without Destruction. A child who would flee the war in the First Realm, instead creating a new land to call home in a new realm. A realm that you should know very well.”

“I should?” Lloyd thought for a minute, trying to piece it together . . . “Wait, do you mean Ninjago?”

Garmadon nodded with a smile. “Indeed, it was Ninjago.”

“Then that means . . . the child was the First Spinjitzu Master!”

“Exactly. And, as his lineage, you and I, as well as your Uncle Wu, also have both Oni and Dragon blood within us. I am more connected to my Oni side, while Wu is more connected to his Dragon side—not that he has any idea what that actually means.” The man let out a snort, rolling his eyes. “I at least had an excuse for never choosing to explore my abilities, given I feared they would speed up the corruption of the Devourer’s venom, but he does not. I’m fairly convinced that he never actually—”

“Wait, back up,” Lloyd interrupted. “We—I’m part Dragon?! And Oni?”

Garmadon nodded again. “Yes, you are. And so am I. This is probably quite a revelation, isn’t it?” He reached out and gently grabbed Lloyd’s hand. “It’s alright, son.”

“But—how does that work?! I mean, I look human, right? How am I part—”

“Oni have the innate ability to alter their form, Lloyd,” Garmadon explained. “In fact, that’s what I was practicing when you walked in.”

“. . . Oh,” he said, nodding in understanding. “That . . . makes sense, yeah . . . wait, does that mean I could shapeshift, too?”

“With proper practice? It’s possible,” Garmadon said. “You might be less Oni and Dragon than Wu and I, but there’s at least some likelihood that you could also—”

“Hey, Lloyd, there you—oh, hi Sensei, I was looking for Lloyd.”

The pair seated at the table turned to find that Kai was now standing in the it-looks-like-they-forgot-to-lock-the-door-AGAIN doorway, looking over the scene a bit curiously.

“What are you guys up to?” the Red Ninja asked, raising an eyebrow. “Or is it private family stuff?”

“We were just having a discussion, that’s all,” Garmadon replied. “Do you need my son for something?”

“Well, Nya and I are gonna spar for a bit, and I wanted to know if Lloyd wanted to join us,” Kai said, glancing over at the blonde. “Are you interested?”

Lloyd started to nod, but then paused to look back at his dad.

“We can talk more about this later, Lloyd, don’t worry.” Garmadon smiled at him.

“Alright, thanks dad!” The blonde got to his feet, waving to the man as he followed Kai out.

They weren’t that far down the hall when Kai turned to Lloyd and asked, “So, what were you guys talking about?”

Lloyd shrugged. “Family stuff. It’s pretty deep, I’m still trying to process it . . .” Then a devious thought hit him, and he grinned. “Hey, Kai, did you know I’m part dragon?”

“Really? Huh, that’s cool.” They kept walking for a moment, before Kai stopped in his tracks and whirled around to face Lloyd in shock. “Wait, WHAT?!”

Nya came by pretty quickly wondering what Lloyd was laughing so hard about.

#ninjago #ninjago au #mint writes stuff #sand & ink #sand & ink au

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