#probably not the weirdest thing lloyd's walked in on

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I had to create a part two to answer this haha-

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With Your Touch, Part 3

Summary: you had rules.

Pairings: Lloyd Hansen X Reader

Rating: mature

Warnings:  explicit language, teasing, The Verb, grinding, spanking, tension, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 5.2K

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*dividers created by @firefly-graphics

Lloyd didn’t lie. Being an early riser, you thought you would see him, but alas he had already left. You walk into Lyla’s bedroom, and see her still sleeping soundly. Her little lips pucker out looking all comfortable and cozy. Her fingers twitching makes you watch her a bit longer. Seeing her already relaxed in this very new environment. Unaware of whatever her mother did to get her here. It’s refreshing to think that she won’t ever remember the life before now.

How could a mother do that to her child? Well, a baby. And Lyla is the sweetest little thing. You had heard her cry a few times in the middle of the night. Even woke up. Listening as Lloyd walked to her room and soothed his daughter. The part that got you was after her cries had stopped he lingered in there a bit longer than you thought necessary. Thinking that maybe he had just been watching her.

It is foreign and yet still one of the sweetest things. You had heard about daddy’s girls, and father’s that adored their daughters. But in this world, you’ve never seen it. Why was he so different? And why did his behavior intrigue you so much? And the dumbass brought up your daddy issues. You did not have daddy issues. Your mother did a great job. And you had a stepfather. He wasn’t terrible. But he did treat you differently than your brother.

You didn’t have daddy issues. That much you know is true. You just had a soft spot for…something. You aren’t even sure what you’re feeling. What you’ve been feeling since being in his apartment, but you are going to blame it on Lloyd. It truly was him. What the fuck even was that last night?

Softly closing her door you venture into the kitchen for some coffee. You need it this morning. What even was that? Why did you — feel? That was the weirdest experience. Something that should have made you uncomfortable, or at the least pissed you off, but it did not. In fact you went to bed confused, and uncomfortably turned on. That shouldn’t have happened, and it did. And you’re left with lingering questions that you have no brain capacity to answer currently.

You couldn’t believe that you allowed this man to command you. Not just you physically but also mentally. Because yes, you had stayed up way too late running the events through your head. He made you ramen noodles. You had pasta with him twice. In one day. And now you’re being such a girl and overthinking everything.

But how could you not? He called out your lack of panties. Was he offering sex when he said if you wanted more than a dildo? That is what it seemed. Thoughts run rampant in your mind as you take a sip of the bitter brew. Moaning at how just the smell alone was waking you up. Sleep evaded you because of these fucking thoughts. And he had to know what he was doing. He mentioned spanking you!

Was he on a power trip? Or maybe it was more than that. And you sound crazy again. You were here to do a job, and that’s what you need to do. Hearing Lyla squeak out some cries, you pour the rest of your coffee down the drain, and walk towards her room. Giving her a big smile when you walk in, and she answers by pouting that lip out and whimpering.

“Oh my goodness. Did Miss Lyla Bee not sleep well, princess? Come here,” leaning over the crib, you pick her up. Holding her close to your chest, you bounce the baby around until her little cries stop. “Are you ready to get you changed and ready for the day? We have such a big day, you and me. We’re going to have some belly time, and we’ll go on a long walk in the park. And you’re probably going to sleep and drink your milk all day.”

She gurgles up at you, and even though she can’t talk, you just know you’re going to enjoy being here with her. There is a thing or two you could learn about yourself by keeping Lyla.

“Peekaboo!” Leaning over Lyla, you pull your hands away from your face waiting for her squealing laugh as the cutest toothless grin smiles up at you. Using your hands to tickle her sides before you hide your face again.

”Peekaboo!” She giggles so loud, kicking her feet around. Eyes shining up at you. She is adorable. All dressed up in her luxurious baby outfit that is full of pink. She may look sweet and adorable, but this is already her second outfit for the day, and she couldn’t even crawl. “You are a messy little thing, you know that?”

She laughs again. Clenching her fists together. “But you are cute!” More laughter rings out from this tiny little thing on the floor. Using her body to roll over onto her belly, and she lifts up her head to look at you, “I am new to this, and I don’t know if this is normal, but I want to celebrate you rolling over! Oh my gosh, that is so cute. Do it again,” you flip her body over, and she quickly rolls back onto her belly.

Lifting up to look at you with a gummy smile. “Why are you so cute?” You squeal, laying on your belly to look at her. “I think you are the most adorable and smart baby in the world, did you know that?” Her mouth opens and closes a bit. Giving you a look of pure adoration, and you soak it all up.

“You don’t do much, but what you do do is incredible. And,” you give her a quick boop to her nose, and she lets out what you could only assume is a giggle, “Yes, you are so cute, and you have your daddy wrapped around your little finger. Yes you do. Do you know if your daddy is dating anyone? He’s a bit…he’s different, ya know?”

“Lloyd!” Ari shouts behind his colleague, and the man turns to glare at him. “What are you doing looking at your phone?” The wider man grabs the device out of his hand, and starts laughing as he looks at Lloyd, “Oh, I see.”

“You see my daughter. Now give me the fucking phone back.”

“No, I see creepy Lloyd watching his daughter’s au pair. Laying on the floor with her ass perfectly placed. Imagine she was naked looking back at you with those innocent eyes. Lifting up that perfect ass for you to rail into her,” Lloyd rolls his eyes. Locking his phone as he settles down in the chair in front of Ari, glaring at him.

“You haven’t thought about fucking that?”

“‘That’ like she’s a possession.”

“Oh, come now, has Lloyd Hansen grown a conscience? You’ve got to be kidding me. You got you a baby girl, and now you want to value women? She’s living in your fucking apartment, and you haven’t even tried?” Ari didn’t need to know exactly what happened. He’d never hear the end of it.

“Didn’t say that,” Lloyd begins, but shakes his head no. “It’s fucking complicated, you know? She’s Roman’s spawn. And she has a job to do, and none of that requires bobbing her mouth on my cock. She is there to watch Lyla Beatrice when I can’t,” Ari smirks, nodding his head, and not believing anything that Lloyd says.

“She’s not a whore wanting to be used.”

“How do you know that?” Lloyd didn’t know that. In fact what he did know was you were obedient, and reacted to him. He could feel the heat wafting off you. Could smell your scent change when he set you on fire. The Verb could not possibly give you all that you deserved in any way shape or form. There is no way that he could treat you like both the princess and slut that you craved.

“She’s got a,” Lloyd wants to retch for even saying the words in the same sentence. “A boyfriend,” Ari lets out a long chuckle, framing his beard with his fingers as he watches the usually in control Lloyd. “And he’s a damn problem.”

“Why is that, sunshine?”

“Because he wants to assert dominance over me. In my fucking house! They’re mine.”

“Who is yours Lloyd?” Ari’s mouth turns up into a devilish smile, and Lloyd pounds his fist on the desk. Ari truly didn’t understand the predicament Lloyd had placed himself in, “Easy there. You wouldn’t want to show your dominance by your temper tantrums.”

“Lyla and her au pair are mine,” he speaks through his teeth. Contemplating on the ways he could get rid of The Verb. It wouldn’t be long. He couldn’t handle staying away from you. He couldn’t possibly know what it takes to be a man that has to be away. He’s young and needy. Stupid and impulsive. It was a matter of time before he messed up.

“So you just want to own her?”

“I pay for her,” Ari purses his lips as he squints at Lloyd, “And I sound like an ass. No, I don’t want to own her.”

“You want to devour her.”

“Shut up,” Lloyd is never the one to concede an argument, so Ari lets it go. Realizing there is much more to whatever is bothering Lloyd, and his lingering obsession with watching you.

Just as he starts to speak up, he gets an alert on his phone, and he grabs it up immediately. Having nothing to do with his job, but there he is. The Verb. The ingrown hair on his perfectly round ass. Standing at the door of his apartment while you hold a slowly drifting asleep Lyla. You stare up at him with a bit of fear in your eyes.

“I will enjoy slowly murdering that boy.”

“You could just show him who is boss,” Lloyd places a finger over his mouth as he turns up the volume. He needs to see your reaction to The Verb being there.

You gulp as you stare at Chase. Giving Lyla a quick glance as you rub a finger over her soft cheek. You need to remember you have a child in your hands, and unfortunately she is about to be used as a barrier.

“You shouldn’t be here,” you don’t even fully open the door. Lloyd was very clear on his rules, no Chase in his home. “I’m working,” you add in, looking back down at Lyla who had fully drifted to sleep. What could you do to wake her up? Keep her interfering in this conversation that wasn’t going to end well for someone.

“Is the weirdo here?”

“Don’t call him that.”

“Fine, is the neurotic nut job that was staring at you like a personalized sex doll here?” Chase had no idea what had transpired between you and Lloyd last night, but you couldn’t forget, and feel a bit annoyed that Chase would use such words against your employee.

“Well, no, he’s not, but,” Chase pushes past you into the front door, and you check the baby to make sure she is still sleeping. “Chase, you can’t be here. There are rules, and…”

“You always follow the rules precisely as they're given,” he falls back onto the lush couch, pulling up the remote. He even turns on the TV. This isn’t going to be good. You just knew Lloyd had cameras all throughout Lyla’s room, probably everywhere you would be with her. Most definitely had a camera on the front door.

“You are always the type to shut up and listen when it comes to a man in authority. Do you know why?”

“No, but you’re going to tell me,” Chase always fancied himself the smartest person in the room. He graduated a few years ahead of you as a psychiatrist. He always assumed that you wanted him to diagnose you. You didn’t. You wanted to have fun, and let off some steam. You didn’t care about his psychoanalysis bullshit. You were doing just fine.

“Because your father left you. Your mother never took up for you concerning your step father, and now you want to be perfect. Hoping that one of the three will not only notice, but will praise you for your good work. It’s why you took this job. You’re in no way equipped to raise a child, but daddy asked you to. So you obliged, and here you are. Of course he stuck you with some weirdo that was looking you up and down, and all I see is my girlfriend being in a place where she is going to let a man she doesn’t know dictate what she needs to do because he’s become your replacement for your father who never loved you apart from being an accessory. And a step father who loved his son, and tolerated you, and a mother who looked at you like a burden because she couldn’t have her perfect life with her new husband.”

“You’re a fucking asshole, you know that? All of that was not necessary. I didn’t even ask for it. You just opened your arrogant mouth and told me, and it's not true,” he throws both arms over the couch, giving you a cocky little grin and it infuriates you. “It’s not. And I told you months ago I didn’t want to be analyzed.”

“Because you know I’m right. Poor little rich girl. You’re no different than the rest of us. Our parents fucked us up in the head, and now we’re doing what we must to survive. Except you have become a glorified babysitter, and if that jerk has it his way, a blow up doll for his enjoyment,” how could he even say something like that? Like you didn’t even have agency on what you wanted.

“The man pays well, but you’re still under the thumb of a man in power.”

“Is this what this is? You don’t get to power me, so you’re trying to wear me down in hopes that you can?”

His bright blue eyes stare too long at you, while you look at Lyla. Despite the conversation at hand, she remained sleeping peacefully. “Put the baby up, and quit using her as a shield. You know that I’m right, and you’re now refusing to make out with your boyfriend because of the man in charge told you I shouldn’t be here, huh? It’s not your rules, but his. And you’re going to make sure you follow every single one of them. Now, put the baby in her room, and talk to me like an adult. Or are you too scared?”

“She wasn’t held enough when she was with her mom, and she sleeps better when she’s being held.”

“Excuses. Excuses, Dolly,” he almost sneers at you when you pop your sight in his direction. “Go on, go put the baby up. I love when we get into our little debates, and I don’t want to wake the sleeping cherub. Go on,” you didn’t want to have the conversation, or wake her up. And with the way Chase is right now, you’re going to have to do one of them.

You spin on your heels, and walk towards her bedroom. Giving her forehead a kiss before walking back into the living room, and Chase rubs his thighs. Rebelling just enough you sit on the couch beside him, but pull the remote out of his hand, turning off the television. “I told you that you shouldn’t be here.”

“We’re debating.”

“No, you are. And Lloyd doesn’t want strange men in his house. And…”

”I’m your boyfriend. I think it’ll be okay. It’s not like I’m some stranger. We’ve had fun this past year. And,” he pulls your legs over on top of his, running a smooth hand up your thigh before he lifts himself up. Pushing you to lay flat on your back while he hovers over you. “What are you scared about?”

“Losing a job.”

He presses his mouth against your neck as you start to melt a bit. Feeling the heat from his body, coupled with the intense tension you still felt from last night you weaken, “Daddy dearest won’t let that happen,” he whispers against your neck, and you throw all caution into the wind. Lloyd is at work. You aren’t doing anything in front of his daughter. He couldn’t keep you from Chase.

Chase’s thigh goes between your own, and he chuckles when you start to grind on him, “You’re always so needy, sweetheart,” you want to cuss him, and tell him to just get a quickie in. Anytime he talks the paranoia slightly kicks back in. Paranoia, frustration, and being horny isn’t the best combination.

“Shh,” you moan, pulling his mouth towards yours while your fingers fiddle around with his stupid pants. Who needs pants anyways? Stopping a bit to rub over his growing bulge while you mewl his name. “Chase, I…”

He has your panties and leggings halfway pulled down your legs. His hand running through your slick when the front door to the apartment slings open, “I thought I gave you very explicit instructions. The Verb goes immediately!”

“Lloyd,” pushing Chase off your body, you sit up, and stare down at your bare legs. Biting at your lip, and looking between the men. “He was — he was just visiting, and…”

“I said no!” He leans towards Chase getting his face inches away from your boyfriend’s, and his whispered threat is more menacing than any of his yelling, “I said go immediately,” Chase looks at you, saying your name, but you shake your head, “Now!”

He screams so loud you can hear Lyla’s pitiful whimpers from her room. It takes Chase a beat too long to stand up. He buttons up his pants, and gives you a regretful look, but you stare down at your legs like a scolded child. Still afraid to move even though you're exposed when Chase walks out the door, leaving you alone with your neurotic boss.

“I thought I told you…”

“I’m sorry,” your voice is meek and hardly audible, and your eyes never meet his. “He barged in on me. I didn’t ask him to, and he was insistent, and — Lloyd, I’m sorry,” he takes a step back from you. Glancing down at your pants, and barely there underwear before he looks back into your eyes. “I didn’t…”

“I can make sure he never bothers you again.”

“I don’t want you to kill him!”

“And I thought I told you not to be out of your room with no panties on,” your body straightens up, and you glare up at him. Daring to make due on the promise he made you last night. “Stand up,” you shake your head no, and before you can count to three Lloyd is sitting on the couch, and pulling your body over his lap.

Your hands cover your backside, in hopes of not being so exposed, but he swats them away. Gritting through his teeth before he holds both your hands behind your back, and your ass as naked as the day you were born right there for him. “Please, Lloyd, don’t.”

“You knew the rules,” his voice growls as he slaps your left cheek hard. “Count,” you stay silent, and he smacks the other cheek, “I said count, goddammit.”

“Two!” You cry out only to hear him laugh. “Two!”

“You missed the first time, so we’re starting all over again. Let’s make this quick, Dolly, my daughter needs you,” smack! You blubber out one, and his hand smooths over the sphere of your ass with a smile, “Good girl. Now let’s get to five, and I’ll let you get Lyla Bee, so we can have a little talk. Okay?”

“Okay,” you whine, and he spanks you again, “Two.”

Slap. “Three,” this is humiliating, and the worst part is you didn’t hate it. He is giving you more attention than your father or stepfather ever did. Smack. “Four,” it stings, and burns, but when you look back at him, he has a proud smile on his face, and you arch your back to push your ass more into his view.

Spreading your legs a bit so he can also see between your thighs, and you get the hardest slap yet. His hand lingers on your ass, and those large fingers stroke the tender skin softly, “Five,” you weakly say, and he pulls you into a standing position right in front of him.

His face completely facing your exposed core, and he pulls up your panties first. Grinning up at you before the black leggings are pulled up your body, and he taps your hips a few times, “There, there, you did such a good job,” he isn’t even flinching, or looking up at you. He continues to stare at your covered pussy, taking slower, deeper breaths as he inhales your aroma.

“I believe Lyla is still crying. Why don’t you go fetch her,” his voice is so even and deep, showing no emotions as to what just transpired. How is he so calm? “Dolly, you have a job to do,” those eyes look up at you, and his pupils are so wide, very little of the blue is peeking through. Just deep pools of black. Giving him the appearance of being high from spanking you, “Dolly, I need you to get my daughter.”

Giving him a nod, you walk into Lyla’s room, and her sweet face is turned up, and she swishes around trying to find someone that is normally there to comfort her. Been with Lloyd for such a short time, and is already spoiled on touch, “Hey, miss Lyla Bee,” her lips tremble as she looks up at you, trying to calm herself.

It isn’t until you pick her up, and hold her close to your chest that she starts snuggling into you. Calming down even more, “Oh, honey, I’ve got you. I’m right here,” Lloyd listens to your sweet words to Lyla as he cracks his neck. You were going to be the death of him. Twice he took things too far.

But he did warn you what would happen if you didn’t have panties on. And dammit you were right there looking so pretty and…he shouldn't have looked, but he did. Delectable is the perfect word to describe that moment. And you weren’t all innocent in it. You enjoyed it. He could tell from the heat pulsating off your core, and the wet spot that lingers on his leg. You wanted him to see your cunt, so he did look. Trouble. You were the devil for him.

“There’s your daddy,” you coo, bringing Lyla into the living room with you, and she gives Lloyd a sweet smile. “Tell him that you were asleep the whole time.”

“Dolly, do you know why I don’t want that boy here?”

“Because your jealous? Oh — um,” you press your hand over your mouth, wondering if putting your foot in your mouth was an option. “I mean…what I meant to say is…”

“I don’t get jealous. I can have whatever the fuck I want. And what I want is for my daughter to be safe. You may not know it because I’m keeping you and her away from my business, but I am a feared and known man. I have many enemies, and people willing to pay millions of dollars to see me crumble. They want my weaknesses. They want to see me tortured slowly. And do you know what my weakness is?” You shake your head no as you look at the coffee table. Unable to stare at him, and you’re not even sure why.

It is hard to even look at the sweet girl’s face that you’re holding. You feel ashamed. You did have the one rule, and Chase was seeing to it that it was the one that was broken. “My weakness is that tiny little girl in your arms. And you by extension. I have to trust you.”

“I get that, I really do, but —“

“There’s no buts here. There are real people who will not hesitate to kill you or Lyla. Do you understand that?”

“I do. But Chase isn’t one of them, and you want me to break up with him, and —“

He is always interrupting you. He never lets you finish a thought before he tells you what is going to happen. “Keep the fucking asshole. I just don’t want him in my damn house. And just for the record,” Lloyd reaches over towards you to get the baby. Moving his gaze to her instead of you. Almost like it pained him to see you. “You deserve more than that boy can give you. He’s an asshole.”

“You don’t know him,” you only feel like defending him because hearing someone call Chase an asshole reflected on your choice for keeping him. It is silly, but it’s the truth. Chase had his flaws, but he wasn’t all bad.

“I heard what he said to you,” you look up at him, figuring he had cameras in the main rooms, and Lyla’s room. It shouldn’t surprise you, but realizing Lloyd heard Chase’s psychoanalysis was heard by Lloyd is infuriating. “Even if it's true, he shouldn’t have said that to you. You’re not his patient, so don’t let him treat you like one,” he slowly stands up. Leaning over to hand Lyla back to you. “I’m going back to work. Don’t make me regret not spanking you five more times. I mean what I say. Panties off in the bedroom. Panties on out here.”

Lloyd stomps back towards the door. Never giving you and Lyla another glance as he hurries out of the apartment. Sighing as he adjusts his jeans. Trying to ignore the uncomfortable feeling he had dwelling between his legs. He wouldn’t allow that moment to be a weakness. You had no effect on him. None.

Lloyd’s dark gaze finds you as you walk out of your bedroom. Wincing on your way into the living room, but you walk past him and into the kitchen. You didn’t know what to say to Lloyd. You had betrayed his trust. He saw you a bit more intimately than he needed to. There’s a lingering embarrassment in the pit of your stomach, and your damn ass hurts.

Grabbing out the things to make a quick snack, you turn around, and there he is. Still glowering at you. His brow is still low on his forehead as he watches you get out different noodles than the first night. Clearly, you and Lloyd had a noodle thing. “Would you like some butter noodles, too?”

“If you’re offering,” he responds solemnly, and you answer with a curt nod. He won’t apologize to you, of that you’re sure of. You just would have to put your foot down a bit more concerning Chase.

“Where do you all have cameras?”

“Anywhere that Lyla will be,” there’s no emotion in his voice, it's just the factual evidence. You aren’t sure where to take the conversation from there. Standing in silence is crippling. It’s like the air in the kitchen is so thick you can’t even breathe. “How is your, um, your ass?”

You snort as you glance back at him. He isn’t as quick with averting his gaze from the subject at hand. “It’s sore,” well, what else are you supposed to say? It feels amazing, thank you for showing me who is boss. I promise to never disobey you ever again.

“Do you understand why I did it?”

The spoon falls onto the counter loudly and you saunter over to the kitchen island where he resides, and lean over it, demanding he looks at you. He does, but his chin is still jutted up. He’s still in control, “Please, don’t try to parent me. I’m a grown woman.”

“People who say that are often trying to convince themselves of that. I’m not parenting though. I have my rules, and I expect you to follow them. That’s strike one. The only reason you’re still even here is because of Roman,” you begin to speak, but he smirks, shaking his head, and you immediately stop talking.

“You do know how to listen, even if it’s not words, I’m impressed. You are Roman’s daughter, and he has been loyal to me. I really don’t give a fuck about him not being present in your life,” his mouth twitches, and you slowly retreat from him. He stops you by wrapping a hand behind your neck, holding you in place. “He knows who I am, and trusted me with his precious daughter.”

“He was just a sperm donor.”

“And for some unknown reason, I like you,” your eyes brighten, and a slight smile pulls up your mouth, “Don’t get to excited, Dolly,” he slides over a tube of cream, and you glance down at it confused, “It’ll help your ass,” is he giving you some form of relief? He sees you uncomfortable and is offering aftercare. Not at all what you had assumed of Lloyd Hansen.

“I should finish the noodles,” you finally pull away from him leaving the cream untouched on the island as you separate the noodles into the bowl. You slide over his bowl, but remain standing as you take a bite.

“Are you struggling to sit down?”

“I think that’s quite obvious, Lloyd.”

“The cream would help.”

“Then why don’t you put it on me since it was you that caused it?”

Lloyd takes a slow bite of his buttery noodles, and then another. Keeping those cool blue eyes on you the entire time he finishes his bowl before letting his fork drop into the bowl with a clink. He stands up, walking around you as he cleans up the mess you made before his body towers behind you.

Leaning his head around you until his mouth is right at the shell of your ear, “Put it on yourself,” he starts to walk back to his bedroom before stopping in the doorway of the kitchen, “Make sure you clean up your mess,” even though you can’t see his face, he smiles. He still had control. And if you want him to put anything on you, you need to learn how to ask with manners. He wouldn’t be commanded. He was the one in control. Despite the strain in his pants. Fucking nymph.

You exhale, not even realizing you had been holding your breath. Sweat beads around your hairline, and you struggle to control your breathing. What is he doing to you to make you feel so…weak? Did you actually want him to see your ass again?

“Ugh,” you groan as you put away your dishes, and grab up the cream. Stopping outside of Lloyd’s bedroom when you hear the shower on, and an angry groan. Moan? You aren’t sure. He sounds like he’s not happy with his shower.

If he wanted to ice you out while also exposing you, you could do the same. You let a phone call from Chase go to voicemail. You weren’t in the mood for his games, or even whatever brand of medicine he had to offer. You are sore, and still left —

Wanting.

Needing.

Fuck Lloyd Hansen.

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Overwhelmed(Vinny x Garmadon)part29

(I suggest you check out parts 1-28 if you haven't already )

"What seems to be the problem? Did something happen between my brother? Or are you hurt?" Wu asked as he sat down in front of Vinny. "N-No...none of this has to do with Garmadon, I lied to him as to why I wanted to come here" The cameraman said guilt present in his tone of voice. Wu looked at him worriedly, "Really and what's the lie that you told him?" he asked, Vinny looked down.

"I sometimes itch my hand when I'm nervous or upset I was walking here with him and he noticed it, he asked me about it and I told him that I came to you to see if you have something for it and now he's waiting outside and I feel horrible" Vinny said out in breathe, Wu looked at him surprisingly, "Well you probably have a really good reason" He spoke out trying to make Vinny feel better.

"Yea..." Vinny said as he remembered why he was here and itched his hand because I decided he itched his hand when he's nervous. "I'm here to listen and help you with whatever's troubling you" Wu spoke out, Vinny smiled at him and looked at the ground.

"When me and Garm were resting I had a nightmare....I was trapped somewhere, at first I thought it was real, four walls one of them had a key hole" Vinny spoke out as Wu followed, "I kept shouting out for help, but no one there eventually a weird key appeared in front of me and then disintegrated, I continued to shout and the place began collapsing then I woke up...a-and t-then...." Vinny thought of the figure and went silent.

"Is everything alright? You can skip this if you want" Wu said trying to comfort Vinny, but he shook his head, "N-no this is the whole reason I'm here....I sat up and there was this figure they were wearing a black and red robe along with a mask that looked like a bird, I didn't recognise them, but they said I'm smarter than they thought their voice was distorted and then-" Vinny was cut off by Wu who looked absolutely confused.

"A figure wearing a black and red robe wearing a mask with a distorted voice?" Wu said out confusingly, Vinny nodded, "That's not even the weirdest of it!" The cameraman spoke out as he rested his head in the palms of his hands. Wu looked shocked, "I-I will ask questions at the end, continue" he said to Vinny who nodded.

"Well I was like 'what the fuck' so I drank some water and went to wash my face, I washed my face and looked down at the sink reassuring myself that I was tired and when I looked up, my reflection was smiling at me, but it had red eyes so I obviously grabbed the nearest thing and that was a fucking toothbrush because I panicked, the reflection asked me if I was scared then I kept saying it wasn't real but it said it was real and then it tried giving me and existential crisis by asking me if I was real" Vinny spoke out before taking a deep breathe, (Most of this is dialogue)

"And it kept saying it would go after everyone like Garmadon, Lloyd and Nya and it brought up Misako knowing how she upset Garmadon and that I'm all bark but no bite! The bathroom changed from blue and white to red and black and then the fucking reflection came out of the mirror and grabbed me before it left it mentioned someone else saying that 'he was right about you being smarter...and more aggressive than you look' did I forget to mention it knows about me and Garmadon dating" Vinny finally finished and took deep breathes.

[goodbye-cyrusborg]

23 minutes

plasma fic. soulmate au/depressing themes : https://archiveofourown.org/works/23953549 

He feels the fire dancing on his palms. Every other hour, exactly 23 minutes in each time, he can feel the heat begging him to implode.

Jay didn’t like how his hands felt like they were on fire.

Every other hour, at around the 23 minute mark, his palms felt like they were touching a scorching hot pan, wanting nothing more than to burn his hands off. He seriously felt like he was going to implode each and every time -- literally so much so that he had to head to the pharmacy to get some instant soulmate pain relief pills, hoping to God it’d dull the pain if not for just a moment. He didn’t know how much more he could take of this.

Jay had his fair share of pain in his life. Literally being a saviour of the city meant he was in nothing but pain half the time, but this was something different entirely -- soulmate pain was intensified tenfold. The scientists dedicating their life to solving ‘soulmates’ had only scratched the surface, but they had said that it was as if the pain was a warning to those who felt it -- it was likely they were in danger. Jay didn’t know how to feel about that.

In 9th grade, he began dating Nya in spite of the pain he felt. In 11th he met his soulmate, and he really didn’t know how to feel about that, either. It was, without a doubt, Kai, Nya’s brother, and he knew it’d be his downfall. He was the only person he had ever met who could light a fire on his hands at will, and he doubted anyone else would purposefully do that; this meant he’d inevitably leave the actual love of his life, Nya, and hurt her in the process. How was he supposed to deal with some stupid universe deciding he’d end up with his first-ever girlfriend’s brother? He wasn’t even gay. Not to mention he hardly ever talked to Kai. How was this supposed to work? Kai hardly ever talked to anyone other than Lloyd and Nya. He had his own little group, and that was that.

He used to be fine with it. Now he’s not.

For the past few weeks, he had been watching Kai get up mid-lesson to stop some random crook stealing a purse for no reason other than wanting to feel better about himself. When he saw him do it for the first time, he hadn’t thought anything of it, but quickly learned it was something to care about - Kai would get hit a lot whenever stopping the crooks, and likely activate his powers, too.

Jay had to start bringing the pills to class.

Nya started noticing things were weird with him after about a month of him staring intently at her brother. She had asked Jay what was wrong after a class one day, but he brushed it off as nothing, telling her not to worry -- this sparked something in her, because the following day, she had approached Kai.

It was lunchtime, of course, and Nya had just asked Kai the million-dollar question: What’s up with Jay? He didn’t know how to answer, so he just shrugged and prayed to God she’d be fine with it. Kai didn’t want to open his mouth.

In truth, Kai had noticed Jay staring at him, but said nothing. He really didn’t want another reason to not want to go to school, or to avoid Jay. He was lucky he had gotten through this much of highschool without talking to him, let alone when they were on patrols together. He wanted nothing more than to make his sister happy.

That’s probably why he hated the whole ‘having a crush on his sister’s boyfriend’ thing.

He knew that no matter the circumstance, dating her ex would end in complete disaster. Nya would hate the both of them, and he would end up with a third member of the family who had abandoned him. He couldn’t go through that again. He wouldn’t be able live with himself.

He clenched his fists, allowing his nails to dig into his skin. Seconds passed as he contemplated the impact he’d have on everyone if he got together with Jay. Him. His fingers dug in more, only reminding him of how much he hated that he couldn’t feel anything. He felt like a freak.

He clenched them harder. He saw a drop of blood hit the lunch table. His sister’s head turned to look at him she noticed the blood with an indignant look on her face. She said something he couldn’t hear. This happens a lot, and each and every time, almost nothing can snap him out of this st--

He heard a soft whimper come from across the table, the sound so quiet he was sure he wasn’t supposed to hear it. It came from Jay, as the boy cradled his hand on the table with a never-ending smile. He looked completely fine, so why did he sound like he was in pain mere seconds ago? God, he was so stupid. How could he just not notice Jay’s pain? He felt disappointment aimed towards himself rise in his stomach.

He was hesitant to do anything. Had he accidentally done anything to Jay earlier? Did he burn him by accident during a patrol? No, he made sure Jay never got too close. Did he break his wrist again? He so desperately wanted to ask him what was going on, if he was okay, but his sister was right there. He couldn’t risk Nya suspecting anything at all. He didn’t want her to leave, too.

As if a wind came to blow the thoughts away, he cocked his head slightly when Jay’s hand relaxed the second he unstrained his. Did… did he do that? Was the pain on his palm because of him? He knew what this meant. He wanted to throw up.

Jay couldn’t believe this was happening. One moment, Nya was telling off Kai for bleeding on the table, his hand in excruciating pain, and the next, it was as if nothing ever happened. Kai had moved his fingers away, and the pain had subsided. But no, that wasn’t even the weirdest part -- Kai had been looking at him the whole time. He felt like Kai knew he was inflicting pain on him, and the consequences that came from that; he felt like he was doing it as a test to see if he was his soulmate.

Jay didn’t stop him as Kai quickly got up and excused himself from the lunch table, but Nya certainly didn’t stop Jay from getting up to go after him, either. She just... Let them go, with a suspicious yet sad look on her face. Did she know? He wanted to ask her desperately, but now wasn’t the time; Kai had decided to walk down the hall openly, heading towards the doors that lead out of the school. 

He didn’t have much time to say something. “Hey, Kai!” He exclaimed, jogging a bit to catch up to him. Why was his heart beating so fast? It was like he couldn’t feel anything other than the tingly sensation of his pulse and the pumping sound in his ears. He didn’t know if he liked how it felt. He felt like he was on drugs.

Kai slowly stopped, turning back to look at him cautiously. His face was tinted a paler shade than usual. Jay didn’t like how sick he looked. “Kai, are you okay?” He asked lowly, even though no one else was around to hear it. Kai, do you know?

He gave Jay a wobbly smile. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just had a little accident with my hand. It’s no biggie.” Please don’t talk to me anymore. I could ruin everything.

“A-are you sure?” Jay dared to ask a question he knew he shouldn’t be asking, followed by a sentence he knew he should never have even considered saying -- this would break the walls that were so meticulously constructed, each brick a certain memory that helped protect him and his friends from harm. Not to mention it would likely wreck their lives. Every last word of would say next could only cause destruction, and Jay knew that. He knew it’d break Nya’s heart, and he knew this was the one thing he literally should never have said under any circumstance. “It-it really hurt. Are you sure you’re okay?”

Kai swore he heard the sound of glass shattering.

“‘It really hurt,’” he echoed back. Jay nodded slowly. “You-you felt that?”

Jay could hardly hear. His ears were ringing, and his heart was beating way faster than it was a minute ago. Was this normal? He felt like he was on an adrenaline high. Why did he feel like this?

He nodded again, slower this time. Kai was speechless. Jay Walker was his soulmate. Jay Walker was his fucking soulmate. He was going to cry. “You,” he started, his voice weak and wavering, “you’re-you’re my soulmate.” It was a statement. Jay nodded a third time. “Oh my God.”

Jay would’ve thought it was a bad ‘oh God’ if it weren’t for the hands around his neck and the body against his front side. His legs felt numb. His brain felt dead. He didn’t like how vulnerable he seemed.

“Y-yeah, I guess I am.”

Kai pulled back, smiling softly at him. He looked like he had just been reunited with a childhood friend. “You don’t understand how happy this makes me,” he seemed to whisper. Jay couldn’t help but say the same.

[ninjagoscpau]

sorry this took a while. i wanted it to not be hell to read

Sorta. The ninja have their elemental powers still, but Cole is a ghost with the ability to transform into a human at any given time, and there are 2 different Lloyd's. "Kid" Lloyd and "Adult" Lloyd.The Ninja have been in the faculty for so long they can hardly remember the outside world.

vlanderzine Damn

lindsey-chr-not-found They're all labeled as Keter because, while they all are safe to be around, if one of them is hurt or if something happens to one of the faculty members, they will IMMEDIATELY go into "ninja" mode and try to fight whoever hurt their friend.

vlanderzine Double damn

lindsey-chr-not-found They all trust the faculty members and will do whatever they can to protect them, even if it means dying by another SCP.

vlanderzine OoohI have an idea!l

indsey-chr-not-found Yes?

vlanderzine Wu is basically their handler. Outside of each other, he’s the person they trust most and will (usually) follow his orders without question (witch may or may not be due to condition that was wiped from their memory)

lindsey-chr-not-found OH YESSSSI was kinda thinking that to!

vlanderzine :)

lindsey-chr-not-found okay here's my idea for Llpyd. 

Lloyd is split into two, kid! Lloyd and Adult!Lloyd

.lindsey-chr-not-found Kid! Lloyd is about 10~ and absolutely loves candy and comic books. He's mischievous and LOVES to prank people. While he doesn't have any elemental powers, he does have a special power of getting what he wants through fake crying until he gets it. The fake crying causes the person to feel concerned and want to do what they can to help him calm down. He uses this trick to get what he wants.He's also a brat, and runs VERY fast. It's almost impossible to catch him.He's also kinda an ass

vlanderzine YES, And adult Lloyd?

lindsey-chr-not-found Adult Lloyd is much more mature than Kid! Lloyd. He has his elemental powers of creation. He loves helping people and is very polite and sweet. If someone is in trouble, he will do what he can to "save" them. Despite being older, he still absolutely loves comic books and candy

.vlanderzine “Save” worries me

lindsey-chr-not-found Adult Lloyd can be quite destructive, too. If he gets angry, he starts to destroy everything in sight without realizing it, and then he'll cry and apologize profusely because he feels terrible about it.

vlanderzine Mmmmm yes

lindsey-chr-not-found He can resist Kid! Lloyd's fake crying ability, but he will help him with pranks and then scold him about it in an attempt to cover up the fact that he helps

vlanderzine 10/10, defiantly a pair of good boys

lindsey-chr-not-foundI have more ideas for the r st of the ninja if you're down 

vlanderzine Tell me

hlindsey-chr-not-found So SCP Jay

vlanderzine:)

lindsey-chr-not-found Jay is very talkative and often rambles about the weirdest stuff. He likes to joke and make everyone laugh. His favorite jokes are puns. Despite this, he is very self conscious about his rambling problem and will TRY to shut up once he catches himself, but it fails more often times than not. He very much likes it when people laugh at his jokes. He absolutely loves video games and building things, and is very good at it too.

vlanderzine Oooh, And his anomalous properties?

lindsey-chr-not-found. He's often found working on something that a worker asked him to help build.

vlanderzine Ah, that’s nice

lindsey-chr-not-found Alongside his lighting power, he's kinda like a master builder from TLM. He's able to build things very fast

.vlanderzine Nice 

lindsey-chr-not-found He's also a very fast runner. SCP Zane time.

vlanderzine I’d like to think his abilities also passively mess with electronics, and simple communications devices like walkie-talkies won’t work in his presence. He’d also really mess with radios and cellular devices as well. The affects get worse when he’s upset, and he could take down the electronics of entire cities in extreme cases

vlanderzine He also makes compasses spin haywire when they get near him

lindsey-chr-not-found Zane is a nindroid. He's very calm and collected, and quite introverted. Despite trusting the faculty members, the only people he'll allow to actually make repairs on him are Jay and Nya. If something is wrong, he'll go to them. He loves cooking and often makes food for the workers and the rest of the ninja.OH YESSS that and his ice powers. Wait what if Cyrus was also a faculty worker and Zane also trusts him to do repairs on him.

vlanderzine The tempeture around him is also really low. He tends to leave frost where he walks. The metal he’s made out of had really weird properties that make him immune to Jay’s affect on technology. Nobody can really identify what he’s made of or how he works, and there are certain parts of him that just can’t be explained Oooh yes 

lindsey-chr-not-found OHHH YESSSSS ! now SCP Kai

slindsey-chr-not-found Kai is the most protective of the ninja. If he thinks someone is in danger, he'll do what he can to protect them. He'll also do what he can to comfort someone if they're sad. He's especially good at making weapons such as blades and armor. Though, he's a dumbass. He doesn't think about his actions first and will dive right into something. He's also arrogant and thinks very highly of himself.I'm not sure what his special abilities aside from controlling fire are tbh

vlanderzine I’ve got a few ideas :)

lindsey-chr-not-found OH?

lindsey-chr-not-foundalso kid Lloyd is absolutely afraid of the dark-

vlanderzine Like you said, he’s got the hole controlling fire thing going for him. He’s also made of fire. His blood is flames, and if you blew of his arm somehow, it would be replaced by one made of fire. He can regenerate his human limbs over time but it takes a while. His flames can’t be put out by anything, they can even burn in a vacuum. They also burn anything, including things that shouldn’t burn at all such as water and metal. His flames will even burn SCPs that were previously thought indestructible

.lindsey-chr-not-found OH HO HOOO YESSSS YESSSS

vlanderzine He’d be able to kill things like the shy guy and SCP 682 with ease 

lindsey-chr-not-found YESSSSSSS, SCP Cole

vlanderzineOwO

lindsey-chr-not-found Cole is the toughest of the group. He's quite introverted and it's pretty hard to tell what he's feeling since he's almost emotionless. Despite this, he ABSOLUTELY LOVES cake and making art, and he's very good at it, though he won't let anyone see his art. Alongside being super freaking strong, he can turn into a ghost at will. He hates dancing and singing with a passion, but will do it if necessary.Often times he's caught stealing cake and when he gets caught he turns into a ghost and runs

vlanderzine The staff can’t really do a lot to stop him except call Wu

lindsey-chr-not-found also he loves cooking but is terrible at it 

Staff: put that down or I'll call wu

 Cole: *VERY QUICKLY shoves the cake into his mouth and nearly chokes*

vlanderzine He has several doctor bright style rules concerning the kitchen

lindsey-chr-not-found and what are those?

vlanderzine OwO 

lindsey-chr-not-found What are the rules? 

vlanderzine Things along the lines of SCP-(we need to come up with numbers) is not allowed to enter the kitchen. SCP-(inset Coles number) is not allowed to ask other to enter the kitchen on his behalf. SCP-(is his number again) is not allowed to remove cooking equipment from the kitchen

lindsey-chr-not-foundYesssss

vlanderzine They have to add a new rule at least once a month 

lindsey-chr-not-found YeSSSSS 

vlanderzineFor powers, Cole probably has the hole earth manipulation, but it also extends to metal

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessssssss

lindsey-chr-not-found now for nya

lindsey-chr-not-found Tbh I haven't thought much of nya

vlanderzine Me either...Hmmm

lindsey-chr-not-found hmmmmm

vlanderzine Oh also, Cole bleeds lava, his skin is also immune to bullets and blades of any kind, but pic-axes can chip away at his skin like it would a rock 

lindsey-chr-not-found YESSSSSS

lindsey-chr-not-found Nya is very intelligent and she isn't afraid to tell you as it is. If something is wrong, she'll tell you. Like Jay, she loves building and often helps Jay and the faculty with building things

.vlanderzine Mmmm yes 

lindsey-chr-not-found Despite being an absolute badass, she will cling onto Kai when she's scared.

vlanderzine Y E S

lindsey-chr-not-found What should her special power be besides water?

vlanderzine She has control of all liquids. weather it be water or liquid metal, if it’s in a liquid state she can control it.

lindsey-chr-not-found OHH YESSSS

vlanderzine She’s also made of water like kai is made of fire. The water that she’s made of can’t evaporate or freeze at all 

.lindsey-chr-not-found Yessss

vlanderzine She also makes her surroundings more Humid, and it rains whenever she’s upset 

lindsey-chr-not-found Aside from kid! Lloyd, they're all excellent fighters and will use their special abilities to their advantage. Zane is also sort of a medic and will do what he can to help heal people.

Yesssss, When Kai's upset it gets really freaking hot

vlanderzine:)

vlanderzine Also

lindsey-chr-not-found Yes?

vlanderzine Kid Lloyd’s ability works on literally anything. Both people, animals, other SCPs, robots, and even inanimate objects. 

lindsey-chr-not-found Except Adult Lloyd

vlanderzine Yes. Kid Lloyd is extremely useful for capturing or recapturing SCPs because of his abillity

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessssss. They all live in the same enclosure, but have seperate rooms, customized to their liking

.vlanderzine Yep. They are (usually) aloud to wander through the facility 

vlanderzine The site is nicknamed the monastery

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessss. Wu lives their too with them

.vlanderzine Ye. >:DI have an idea

lindsey-chr-not-found Gimme

vlanderzine #1 Garm is a keter class SCP that can and will kill and destroy anyone that isnt one of the ninja or wu 

lindsey-chr-not-found OH HO HO YESSS

vlanderzine #2 Chen is an extremely rich business man who uses SCPs to keep his totally and completely legal business practices across the planet afloat

lindsey-chr-not-found garm lives in a separate enclosure from the ninja. He's very destructive and has trouble controlling his anger. He will attack almost anyone who tries to come near him. The only one who is allowed near him is Lloyd. When he's around either Lloyd, he's very docile and much more cooperative. YESSS TO CHEN

vlanderzine Oh yes. The Serpentine and great devourer are both neutralized SCPs 

lindsey-chr-not-found Yesssss

vlanderzine They were contained by utilizing the “ninja”

lindsey-chr-not-found Pythor is known to somehow escape his enclosure often and try to break out, which they have to get kid Lloyd to help get him in

.vlanderzine Y e s .Several of the higher ups really want to just terminate pythor, but kid Lloyd won’t let them

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessss!

lindsey-chr-not-found Adult Lloyd doesn't trust Pyhtor in the slightest. He hates when his kid self BEGS for him to be spared

vlanderzine He’s tried to convince kid Lloyd to let them kill him but he absolutely refuses. Pythor will never admit it but he cares about kid Lloyd a lot

lindsey-chr-not-foundn Yessss. That doesn't mean he won't try to save him if he ever escapes

vlanderzine Yep

lindsey-chr-not-found I got an idea for scp Lyra if you're down-vlanderzine Shoot 

lindsey-chr-not-found okay so

lindsey-chr-not-found Lyra is untrusting of the faculty. She almost refuses to eat the food they give her in case it's drugged or something. One of the ninja, usually Kai, has to take her whatever the faculty gives her because she's scared it'll hurt her in some way.

lindsey-chr-not-found Even though she won't trust the workers, that doesn't mean she won't protect or help them when needed.

vlanderzine Nice

lindsey-chr-not-found She likes to sing, and can often be heard singing some of her favorite songs. She's really good at it too. She's allowed to have some type of music player and play music out loud. She has the same elemental powers of causes illusion through music, but she also has siren-like abilities which basically make the listener do what she wants

vlanderzine Oooh

lindsey-chr-not-found She likes keeping a daily log just for the sake of it. It's comforting

.vlanderzine Awe

lindsey-chr-not-found She is actually very scared of the faculty

.vlanderzine Oof

lindsey-chr-not-found She LOVES anything horror and has a collection of horror movies to watch. She will often watch the same one 5 times over just for the hell of it

.vlanderzine I think kid Lloyd was probably scared at first too

lindsey-chr-not-found They all were, since they were suddenly kidnapped. But as time went on an they got used to living there, they aren't so scared anymore. Though there I'd a lingering feeling

vlanderzine Yea

vlanderzineThey do on the rare occasion go out when an SCP escapes or a new one is discovered

lindsey-chr-not-found kid Lloyd actually uses his ability to get the faculty to take them back to the city for a bit, where they try to escape

vlanderzineI think they would eventually escape regardless 

lindsey-chr-not-found they would,but be caught again 

vlanderzine Maybe. Regardless, the foundation only has a few ways to really contain them. Some of the staff want to let them go since despite being Keters, they are all obviously not inherently dangerous and would be fine in the real world. They were fine in the real world beforehand

lindsey-chr-not-found yessss

vlanderzine Lloyd uses his powers to get the staff to let the ninja go to the nearby city once a month

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessssssssss

vlanderzine It’s really refreshing for them

lindsey-chr-not-found Yesssssss

lindsey-chr-not-found do you know my into the ninja verse au?

vlanderzine Ye

lindsey-chr-not-found k so what if they were pulled out of their au by accident and help the fusion ninja (aka CAK! Kai, LHH! Lloyd, Movie! Nya, DoTD-F! Cole, Ghost! Zane, and Skybound Magica! Jay) save the multi verse.Ian is the fucker trying to destroy the multi verse right

lindsey-chr-not-found 

Kid Lloyd: *starts crying, begging for him to not destroy the multi verse*

 Ian, desperately trying to resist it: no no I'm NOT falling for that

 Kid Lloyd: pleweeasseeee *literally sobbing* 

 Ian:... okay fine.

 CAK! Kai in the background like: how the HELL did he do that

vlanderzine XD

lindsey-chr-not-found CAK! Kai doesn't understand how they're doing this shit without magic.Movie! Nya is really fascinated by it and like... doesn't stop asking questions

vlanderzine Y E S. The SCP!ninja are just glad to be out of the facility

lindsey-chr-not-found they eventually get into the og au (aka canon Ninjago) and all I can imagine is SCP! Cole stealing cake from OG! Cole and when he's caught he just fucking jumps off the bounty and floats in the sky eating his cake with OG! Coke glaring at him

lindsey-chr-not-found 

SCP! Zane, trying to stop him from entering the kitchen: cole no you know the rules

 OG! Cole: ???? 

 SCP! Cole: HEY LLOYD COME HERE-

vlanderzine Oh my god yes

lindsey-chr-not-found SCP! Adult Lloyd tries stopping him but it doesn't work and all the OG and Fusion ninja can do is watch in confusion

vlanderzine Y E S 

lindsey-chr-not-found 

LHH! Lloyd, watching this happen: damn I wish I could do thatOG! 

Lloyd: you mean... get what you want through crying?

 LHH! Lloyd: nah fam I just wanna cry

lindsey-chr-not-found 

OG! Lloyd, whispering to OG! Kai: was I really like this when I was younger?

vlanderzine Oh god I’m wheezing 

lindsey-chr-not-found lmao during the battle with ian SCP! Kai gets his arm chopped ft completely and when it starts regenerating out of fire both OG! And CAK! Kai are fucking bewildered

.vlanderzine Y E S

lindsey-chr-not-found 

CAK! Kai: h... how...

 SCP! Kai: idk man it just happens

vlanderzine Oh god I’m wheezing. The SCP ninja’s Lloyds especially just defy all logic 

lindsey-chr-not-found Yesss

lindsey-chr-not-found while they're gone the workers at the faculty, especially wu, are going crazy trying to find them

vlanderzine Yes

lindsey-chr-not-found what if when garmadon hears both Lloyds are missing he goes crazy-

vlanderzine There’s a containment breach of the entire monastery thanks to him

 indsey-chr-not-found Yesssss.when the ninja get back it takes them 3 hours to calm evrything down

vlanderzine Yep

lindsey-chr-not-found Both Lloyd's have to spend a few nights with garmadon or else he'll go crazy again

vlanderzine Double yep

vlanderzine SCP numbers

lindsey-chr-not-found Oh shoot how are the numbers even chosne?

vlanderzine In order the SCPs are discovered

lindsey-chr-not-found oh well the ninja are all discovered at the same time so their numbers go from 1-7

vlanderzine Alright

lindsey-chr-not-found Garmadon is discovered later when both Lloyd's help find him, he's either 9 or 10 

vlanderzine How about SCP-2901-1 for adult loud and SCP-2901-2 for kid Lloyd

lindsey-chr-not-found Yesssss

vlanderzine Kai and Nya are SCP-2902 and 2903

 lindsey-chr-not-found Yesss

vlanderzine and it goes so and so fourht for the rest.at first the staff called them 01-07 for simplicity amd as a formality.

lindsey-chr-not-found Yesssss

vlanderzine They insisted on using their names later on though

lindsey-chr-not-found Yesss

vlanderzine Adult Lloyd making candy for kid Lloyd

lindsey-chr-not-found he makes some for both himself and his kid self

vlanderzine CAK! Kai wants to know how tf he’s just making stuff without copying it from something

lindsey-chr-not-found 

SCP! Adult Lloyd: want some? 

 CAK! Kai: h... how

He gives up on trying to understand their power

vlanderzineY E S

lindsey-chr-not-found what if adult Lloyd and kid Lloyd can't be separated for long or else they might die

lindsey-chr-not-found since they're technically the same person

vlanderzine Being separated makes them both really uncomfortable and antsy. There health will slowly decline, and if they are separated for more then 12 hours they’ll both fall into a coma till reunited

lindsey-chr-not-found OH SHIT YESSSS

vlanderzine Kai is also uber protective of both Lloyd’s

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessssssss

vlanderzine Back when the ninja had first been brought to the site and they were still using D-class personal, one of them knocked over Kid Lloyd. Nobody is sure how, but Kai glared a hole through the wall at the guy who knocked him over

lindsey-chr-not-found YESSSSS

vlanderzine They ended up doing a lot of tests on Kai, Nya, and Adult Lloyd since there abilities were considered the most dangerous,Little do they know Jay could knock out the entire facility whenever he wanted

lindsey-chr-not-found Yrssssss

lindsey-chr-not-found In an attempt to escape he does

vanderzine The ninja only stay because Kid Lloyd was taken hostage

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessss

vlanderzine They locked him in a soundproof room so his ability couldn’t affect anyone

lindsey-chr-not-found He was crying and screaming for help. He was so scared

.vlanderzine Y E S he ninja didn’t try to escape again after that for fear of what they may do to him

lindsey-chr-not-found Yesss

vlanderzine Also also

lindsey-chr-not-found OWO?

vlanderzine Being around Jay also sort of scrambles your thoughts

lindsey-chr-not-found Yessaaaas

vlanderzine There’s a lot of electricity in the air around him, so it messes with your brain and the rest of your nervous system

chr-not-found hmmm what should the icon and banner be

vlanderzinei think the icon could maybe be a stylized SCP logo while the banner has each of the ninja with their SCP numbers

lindsey-chr-not-found YESSSSSS

vlanderzine it probably be head shots side by side with lloyd's split in half. one side is kid lloyd and the other is adult 

loydlindsey-chr-not-found YESSSSSSSS

vlanderzine:)

lindsey-chr-not-found:D 

@sensei-twinkles here it is, the uncut version of the convo that started it all

[garbageivereleasedintothevoid]

01-15-19 (Tuesday)

I went and had a good time with Breana last night. We went to Hooters (she was the ultimate celebrity there because she works at Ulta and every single one of the servers were like OwO) and it was her first time there and it was coolio. At least the waitress had one tsble where she didn't have to deal with a cishet man and his wife while the man openly flirts and the woman is either glaring at him like she's ready to choke the life out if him right there or she's glaring at the waitress like she'll kill her if she touches hum. Or a group of cishet men with no comprehension of the concept of basic boundaries. Like, no, you can't slap the waitress's ass, that's gross and bad and is, in fact, a crime.

And then we walked around the mall and got ice cream from that one place called d-ice. It was good. Probably not something I'd spend money on for myself since everything is $6+, but it was good.

And as she was driving me home down the Lloyd, I had the weirdest flashback. It was from when my parents would drive me home from cross pointe as a kid. It was usually day time granted, but they always took the Lloyd and for some reason looking out the window at the scenery just triggered those memories. I hated cross pointe but somehow it was better than the living hell I experienced at home. I only ever went inpatient because I needed to get away from my parents. I truly was suicidal but I was suicidal constantly so I really only mentioned it to my therapist when I was like "I'M GONNA PLAN THEIR MURDER SOON IF I DON'T SPEND A WEEK AWAY FROM THEM." And I could only manage to get in once a year because I could only do it that often without sparking a debate about whether I was faking being suicidal or not (which I wasn't faking but somehow they believed I was).

And I'm gonna be real with you, I did have a half hearted plan set up once to kill them. I fantasized about it a lot. Wondered how long it would take people to notice before I'd go to prison. I didn't have a plan for after except go to prison. I was just desperate to get away from them. And for a while that seemed like my only option. And then I got into TSA and I could have 2 hours a week where I wasn't obligated to complete an assignment or be subjected to the inherent stress of my parents. And then they began to weaponize that against me. Made me start doing extra chores to be able to go (which were bullshit because I was yelled at if they were done wrong but never told how to do it right or what I could do differently to produce better results and sometimes a chore would be added on as I was getting ready to leave). And they started in on the whole "You have to do X in this way in order to be allowed to go next time." Like with how my father yelled at me for not being in the car quickly enough after the text. Or that... One time... The one I talked about recently.

After it became too much I started asking other people for rides and nobody understood the situation. Like yes my parents WILL give me a ride. IF I act like a mind reader and then beg them for two hours because I couldn't read their mind in the way they expected me to be able. It was emotional torture. They took the kne thing that brought me joy and they made getting there an absolute nightmare. The second time I ever went, my mom tried to stop me from going and I was like "Fuck you, I'll walk." (It was held at the ywca and I lived juat north of north park) And she was like "Do it then." And I got dressed, told her I was leaving and walked out the door and she came out and said "Wait. I'll drive you if it's that important." I asked her what changed and she said "I saw how important it was to you." Which was code for "I saw you were taking matters into your own hands for once and that scares me so now I have to take back control." But it sounded like a nice thing. She was the master of wording things so they were technically correct still but made them sound not like torture even though they were.

Once I gained a moment of control she had to come in to smash it.

Until I met Jessi. Jessi motivated me. And my mom noticed and she tried to say Jessi was a bad influence but Jessi was supportive and she told me she believed in me so... Somewhere in that deeply messed up brain, the part of me that was still reasonable screamed out "Don't let your mom take this from you." And somehow the rest of me listened and was like "Shit. You're right." And we gathered ourselves together and we worked silently to get our shit in order. And we finally got out. I think after the whole living with Rachel thing, my mom started to fear me leaving and tried to clamp down harder which made me fight harder to get away. And I did. Even if it was because she told me never to come back. She wanted me gone so I left. And that was the best decision I ever made. That was freedom.

I don't think people realized how fighting for survival through finding food and shelter and necessary items was preferable to me over fighting to survive in a place where I was struggling to eat because I had no way of storing food and the money I'd used on eating and run out and being emotionally tormented every day to the point where I no longer WANTED to survive. I don't think people realized that. Because to them it didn't make sense. I had free shelter why would I leave? But the one thing I had none of was freedom. And I couldn't control the things I was fighting to survuve against at all. At least I could go to the mission or UCS and eat to survive. And shelter hopping wasn't ideal but it was better than the alternative. And I managed to scrape out this meager survival for a while. And yeah, I wasn't fully happy. But I was a little happy sometimes. I was fighting and seeing changes being made due to my actions for the first time in my life. Before I was just floppin around hoping for something to change. But it never did because I wasn't in control. When I finally managed to get a morsel of control over my own destiny, I took it and SPRINTED with it. Because I finally felt like if I died it would actually have something to do with my actions. Like, maybe not my fault per se but like as a result of my actions.

Basically I was like "At least I have some semblence of control over my emotions and I have the ability to find and obtain the resources to survive on my own." Instead of "Guess I'll hope they're kn a good enough mood to let me eat something today since I ran out of money a month ago and have no other way of obtaining food." For a very long time I was subsisting on a fast food meal every couple of days with Saturday being an automatic guarantee of food. And rhen my money ran out and I was eating what I could manage to get from my parents without them noticing while eating free food on campus whenever they had it and eating at TSA. I was managing about a meal every three days on average. And it was usually a meal over the course of three days. I was constantly hungry. I was scared. I was scared they'd just let me starve. I was already getting weaker. And I wasn't strong to begin with. I came out. And I knew what would happen. I knew she'd tell me to fuck off. And I don't know how to explain that to people. I came out in order to get kicked out and save my own life. I called 911 and got in an ambulance and they took me to cross pointe and I knew what I had to do from there. At least it was 3 meals a day is what I kept telling myself. And I found a bed at Ruth's House the day I got out.(LUCKY AS HELL) And I ate at UCS or the mission every day while Natasha helped me apply for food stamps and went with me to the appointment. I was surviving. Finally. On my own. For the first time in my life I felt alive. And yeah, it was hard. But it was living. I was working towards things with clear and obtainable goals instead of "Hope and pray they don't get pissed you exist." I felt somewhat cohesive for the first time. I felt... Human. And then 2015 rolled around and I was hit with some very difficult things and then... I met Sara. And her support and guidance was the last string I needed to tie my life together. I had someone to rely on. Someone I could talk to. Someone who motivated me to get my ass in gear. Someone who gave enough of a shit to call me on my bullshit and also tell me she believed in me. She kicked me in the butt and said "Get moving because I know you're capable and I won't stand idly by while you just sit there and let yourself die." And I can't explain how that was exactly what I needed. She established that she cared and she made that glaringly obvious and then she used that to make me care about myself. Granted it took for goddamn ever because I had YEARS of self hate to work through to get to that point where I could give a shit for me. But she was always there. She never gave up on me. She believed in me.

I know I praise Sara a lot but that's why. She changed my life. Because she changed my perspective on myself. If someone great like her believed in me and liked me and cared whether I lived or died... Maybe I was worth a goddamn...