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Funny and/or crazy stuff that happens in my fanseason so far:

- Wu gets poisoned by a giant cave spider (he recovers though)

- The gang sings sea shanties, led by Zane in his pirate voice

- Hanzō continues to struggle with his crippling apple addiction

- Kira and Lloyd try to act like they’re over their breakup when literally everyone can see they’re still in love

- Lloyd admits he’s tried to dye his hair black

- Kai almost drowns (I wrote this before Seabound and now I’m convinced I might have the gift of prophecy)?? Anyway Pixal saves him

- Zane gets a crystal arm

- The group finds out why an entire realm disappeared but it’s not what they think

- In true Ninjago fashion, the Bounty crashes yet again

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LEGO RECONDITE

So there’s a reason I’ve been largely inactive lately - I’ve been working on this! RECONDITE is a LEGO World Builder project that I hope to pitch to LEGO as a TV or streaming series. It’s about a group of friends trying to prevent chaos in their city, so if you like cyberpunk type stuff and/or character-driven stories, you might like it :o

I just made this project public, so if you want to check it out or possibly contribute, here’s the link: https://worldbuilder.tongal.com/world/6b299adf-8a5d-4132-876e-80753525c388

I’ll be posting more info and character designs on here soon! Super excited about this ^_^

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Lego Ninjago, The LEGO Ninjago Movie (2017) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cole & Lloyd Garmadon & Kai & Nya & Jay Walker & Zane Characters: Lloyd Garmadon, Kai (Ninjago), Nya (Ninjago), Jay Walker, Cole (Ninjago), Zane (Ninjago), Garmadon is mentioned along with Wu and Pythor, Ninja Team (Ninjago) Additional Tags: Kid Lloyd Garmadon, Lloyd Garmadon Needs a Hug, Grocery Shopping, Grocery Store, Found Family, Child Abandonment, Being Lost, Shopping, The Ninja need to be nicer to Lloyd, Then again they aren’t used to being surrogate parents to the son of their arch nemesis, kind of rushed sorry Series: Part 1 of Ninjago Found Family Bingo Summary: The son of the Dark Lord confronts his most frightening challenge yet: getting lost in the grocery store. Emotions ensue.

(Also On Wattpad)

Oh GOODNESS I’m late but here’s my first two fills for the @ninjago-bingo​! Super excited to be participating in this challenge! Read below for a quick excerpt and my board:

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"Alright, gang." says Cole. "Let's go over this one last time."

The Ninja plus Nya stand outside Ninjago City Grocery, huddled in a tight circle just outside the sliding doors. Like their usual grocery runs, they're dressed in casual clothing to avoid attracting any attention, their faces concealed by hoodies or hats. The earth ninja pulls a handful of crumpled-up papers from his pocket: shopping lists, one for each ninja. He starts to pass them out, rattling off assignments as he goes.

"So, to recap, I'm takin' care of the food this time around. Nya, you've got the hygiene supplies, and Zane's on hardware duty. Kai and Jay, can you handle finding some new clothes?" The aforementioned two nod. "Cool. Oh, Jay, did you bring the coupons?"

"Like I'd ever leave home without them." The blue ninja grins as he procures a few from the pocket of his hoodie. He distributes them evenly among his friends with a smirk.

"You've gotta be the only person in Ninjago who gets geeked over coupons," Kai mutters as he takes one.

"I'll have you know I pride myself on my collection. Besides, you're using 'em now, so clearly it's worth it."

"Simmer down, you two," Cole interjects, though his lips quirk upward in an amused grin. "Alright, we'll meet back here in uh...say, thirty minutes?"

"Affirmative." Zane nods, and the others do the same.

"Alright, team, let's do this."

"Hey, what about me?" squeaks a tiny voice.

The group pauses as they remember that, on this particular grocery run, they aren't alone. Everyone turns, flinching beneath the blood-red glare of Lloyd Garmadon beneath his hood.

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In Her Daughter’s Eyes [One Shot]

≫ Word Count: 2987

≫ Summary: In which Maya reflects on her relationship with her daughter over the course of both their lives.

≫ Warnings: Contains spoilers for Seabound. Brief mentions of pregnancy, labor, kidnapping, and child abandonment.

≫ Also posted on Ao3 and Wattpad

Maya remembers the day her daughter was born like it was yesterday.

It had been a lovely summer evening, on which the air was still toasty from the sun and a warm breeze stirred the tall grass of Ignacia. Kai, only two years old then, had to wait outside while she delivered. He was anything but happy about that. He wanted desperately to stay with his mother, being the concerned little mama's boy that he was. While he was left to pout outside, Ray remained by Maya's side, comforting her as she screamed and pushed and felt like her body was breaking at the seams. Somehow, giving birth seemed to hurt twice as bad this time than it had two years ago. But all that tribulation—nine months of soreness and sickness, plus FSM knows how many hours of labor—was worth it when she got to lay eyes on her daughter for the very first time.

She was perfectly healthy, and beautiful too, the most beautiful baby girl in the whole world. What love Maya felt as she gazed down at the newborn in her arms, every bit as fierce and affectionate as when she'd first held Kai the same way. It was as if her very heart was beaming with joy, sending warmth gushing through her like the current of a river. And oh, how her breath had been taken away when the little girl first opened her eyes. They were a deep, dark gray, like a storm at sea, shining with innocence but also swirling with something deeper, something powerful. Ray said they were like hers, but Maya thought they were far more intense, far more captivating.

The Master of Water had fallen in love twice in her life: the first time with her husband, and the second with her son, the moment she'd first set her gaze on him. On that wonderful summer evening, she found herself in love for a third time.

The first time her daughter wrapped her little hand around her mother's finger, Maya had sensed something. A sort of energy—not yet very powerful, but still there all the same. No doubt it was elemental energy. It wasn't fire, burning with intensity, radiating off her in waves of heat like it did Kai. No, this energy had a calmer, more refreshing feel, like a splash of cool water on a hot summer day. Her second-born, Maya was sure then, would one day become a water elemental. When she told Ray of this revelation, he wasted no time. He'd forged a mobile out of metal to hang above their baby girl's cot. The decorations were ocean-themed, with little whales and seashells and fish with colorfully-painted scales, dangling over the infant as she lay down. Maya remembers how she'd stare at it in fascination, trying to reach up and grab at the charms with her tiny hands.

The discovery of her power also prompted the family to give their daughter a name. Maya had eagerly suggested Nya, after Nyad, the fierce warrior and first Elemental Master of Water. Perhaps then, she thought, she too would grow up to become something great. Ray found it fitting, and from that day forth, their little girl was known as Nya.

Maya would argue that Nya took more to her father than her as a child. She loved it when Ray played with her, squealing and giggling whenever he scooped her up and tickled her. He would flash his wife smug looks every time, causing her to roll her eyes and swat at his arm. Nevertheless, Maya was attached to her daughter, and Nya seemed drawn to her as well. The elemental power of water connected them, the same way little streams and rivers are connected to the ocean, and it was that link that kept the two close-knit.

When her children couldn't sleep—which happened often, seeing how fussy they tended to be—Maya sang to them while Ray watched from the doorway, a fond smile on his face. The words of her lullaby would roll off her tongue, soothing as a siren's song, washing over them like gentle waves. Kai would always drift off by the end, earning a tender kiss from his mother. Very rarely did it work on Nya, however. She would blink up at her, eyes tired but still shining with a look of curiosity.

"Still awake, my sweet girl?" Maya would grin down at her while Ray chuckled from the doorway. "Hm...perhaps you want an encore."

She would launch into another lullaby then, this one about ocean breezes and the songs of whales and mermaids beneath the waves. Her own mother would sing it to her as a little girl, and it still seemed to work after all these years. Her song of the sea would never fail to lull Nya into a peaceful slumber. Maya would lean down and kiss her forehead then, another surge of motherly affection coursing through her.

"Sweet dreams, little water lily."

In her daughter's eyes, she was a protector, and she would do everything in her power to keep her safe.

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"Aht aht, careful now. Wouldn't want to do anything foolish."

Krux's blade glints dangerously in the evening sunlight. Maya flinches, feeling it just inches from her throat. Ray holds her shoulders as she trembles with fear and rage, but she barely feels his touch. She's too focused on the look on Krux's face, of smug, twisted satisfaction that she wishes more than anything she could wipe away. Her gut churns and she fights the sick feeling creeping up her throat.

"What do you want with us?" Ray practically spits the words out. He sounds like he's trying to sound firm and unafraid but the waver of his voice gives him away.

"You two are coming with me. I could use your smithing abilities for a little project I'm working on." Venom drips from every word Krux speaks. He glares at the couple, eyes alight and burning with raw hatred. "When I'm through with you, you're going to regret ever creating those blasted Time Blades in the first place."

Maya grinds her teeth. "You're a fool if you think we're going to aid you."

"Well...perhaps I'm a fool, then."

Krux's face contorts in a wicked grin. Maya gasps, feeling Ray's grip on her tighten, as he points toward their children with his blade. Kai and Nya, now five and three years old, play together outside their home a few yards away. Their laughter fills the air, smiles on their faces and eyes bright as they chase each other through the grass.

"Such sweet, innocent little souls," coos their ally-turned-enemy. "It'd be such a shame if something terrible were to happen to them...wouldn't you agree?"

A growl, furious and near-animalistic, rips through Maya's throat as she glares at Krux. Despite Ray's tugging at her shoulder, she takes a shaky step forward. "If you so much as think about harming our children, you'll be sorry."

It's an empty threat, and everyone knows it. The reality is that the odds are stacked horribly against the Smith family. "Maya, please." Ray tugs her back, gently but firmly.  "This isn't a fight we can afford to lose."

"You'd do well to listen to dear old hubby," sneers Krux. "So, my old friends, what will it be? Come with me without resistance, or refuse and let your darling children pay the price?"

Maya feels sick to her stomach—-no, worse than sick, like she might die right here and there. If the lives of her children weren't on the line, she would attack that monster without a second thought. She would kill him. She would make him regret his betrayal, make him sorry he ever threatened her or her family.

Unfortunately, the lives of her children are on the line, which leaves her and Ray with very few options.

The words catch in her throat. They hurt to say. Everything hurts. She forces them from her lips anyway, a declaration of surrender that pierces her harder than Krux's sword ever could.

"We'll...cooperate." Her voice is hardly more than a whisper. "We'll do whatever you want. Just...please, don't hurt our children."

"A wise choice." Krux's eyes practically glow with a sadistic sort of glee. "Come along, then. We haven't any time to waste."

His sword remains pointed at the couple's backs as he corrals them away, like sheep toward the slaughterhouse. Tears blur Maya's vision and she stumbles, nearly collapsing as a heavy sob racks her entire body. She feels Ray's hands on her, steadying her, murmuring encouraging nothings in her ear. His words don't reach her. All she can hear is the laughter of her children. It was once such a wonderful sound, one of pure joy that made her heart swell, but now it's a haunting echo that rings in her head, reminding her of all she's about to lose.

She didn't even get to say goodbye, to tell her babies that she loved them one last time.

Don't look back, she wills herself. Don't look back, don't look back, don't—

She steals a final glance over her shoulder.

Her children have given up on chasing one another, having found interest in other things. Kai chases after a butterfly, giggling and growling like a little tiger as he frolicks through the grass. Nearby, Nya stares curiously at a puddle by her feet. She dips her toe in, squealing at the sensation of the cold water, before happily jumping in with a small splash.

It's the last thing Maya sees before Krux shoves her in the back, sending her stumbling forward with a yelp. Her eyes burn with hot tears, droplets of fire trickling down her face, as she and Ray are led away from the only family they had left.

In her daughter's eyes, she is gone.

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"Mom?"

Maya's head spins. She feels dizzy, disoriented, like everything that's happening is a dream.

It's been at least eighteen years. She'd given up hope of seeing her children again ages ago. She'd long since resigned herself to life as a prisoner, slaving away for the Time Twins alongside her husband until her final days.

And yet, here she is now, standing in the same home she was forced to abandon all that time ago. Ray cowers beneath the glare of their son, who holds him firmly by the collar of his shirt, seconds away from delivering a finishing blow. She recoils at the look in his eyes. They burn with rage, with hate. The room is dark, but the flames of the forge illuminate his face, casting long, unnatural-looking shadows across his features. In this light, he looks older, dangerous, deadly—nothing like the sweet little boy she'd birthed and raised. Maya's heart shatters like glass and she sniffs, swiping at her moistening eyes.

Her son thinks she and his father are traitors, and that hurts far more than a wound from a weapon ever could.

But her daughter...she says nothing.

"Nya, my baby girl." Maya can no longer hold back her tears. She stares into those stark gray eyes, searching desperately for any sort of redemptive gaze, any sign of forgiveness, anything. "How you've grown..."

Despite her hope, she knows Nya will respond the same way her brother did—screaming and threatening, to make her pay for all the suffering she's caused. Maya wouldn't blame her one bit. She'd abandoned her and her brother, left them to fend for themselves all their lives, lost and confused and completely alone. She thinks of the harsh winters they must've endured with little food, how badly they must've struggled with money and to keep the shop in their possession.

Wincing, Maya draws a shaky breath and prepares for the worst.

Nya only stares at her, like she's part of a dream she's just walked out of. Then, after a few moments, she flips her hood up. Maya chokes back a sob at the sight of her not-so-little girl. She's absolutely lovely, her face soft and heart-shaped with short hair that frames it perfectly. She never got to see her grow up, to bloom from a little bud to into the beautiful water lily she is now. How she wishes she could go back...

"I..." Nya's voice wavers, as if it's moments away from breaking. Her lip quivers, and in the dim light of the room, her eyes glisten with tears. "I missed you."

She lunges forward, and for the first time since she was three years old, she hugs her mother. The moment her daughter's arms find her, Maya breaks down. She sobs, tears streaking down her face like raindrops in a storm. She holds Nya oh-so-tightly, like she's her anchor, the only thing keeping her from drifting away and drowning. Nya cries too, her shoulders shaking as she embraces the woman she's never known but always missed. Maya rocks her daughter back and forth, the way she did when she was small, and suddenly it's like Nya's still that young and innocent and in need of her mother.

After all this time, they're reunited. Her baby girl's alive, and she doesn't hate her. She doesn't think she's a traitor. She doesn't want her dead. Perhaps she and Kai can help free her and Ray, and defeat the Hands of Time for good. And then, maybe after that, they'll be a family once again.

Nya pulls away from the tight embrace, but her focus remains locked on her mother. Maya sniffs as she meets her shimmering gray gaze, heart aglow and a genuine smile on her face. For the first time in years, her world seems bright again.

In her daughter's eyes, she finds reason to believe again.

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"I'm not a little girl anymore, okay?"

Nya swipes her bangs from her eyes, huffing and gritting her teeth. Maya swallows the lump in her throat. Her daughter has grown up―she knows that―but she never realized just how much until this moment. She watches, staring helplessly at the back of Nya's head, as she stalks away, leaving her alone in the boiler room.

This mission wasn't wasn't the fun mother-daughter romp she thought it would be. She'd stowed away on the Hydro Bounty to help her girl in any way she could. Ray had insisted it was a bad idea; he'd said that Nya was fiercely independent and stubborn (traits she'd definitely gotten from him), and she needed her space, especially now that her elemental powers have gone haywire. Still, Maya hoped she could've helped. Anything she could've done to help her little girl, she would've done...

It's not until now that she realizes her daughter is right.

Nya's done it all: grown up, learned the ways of both the ninja and the Elemental Master, fallen in love, unlocked her True Potential...all without her. She never needed her mother before, and she certainly doesn't now.

Her daughter is right, and that's why everything hurts so much.

Maya regrets everything. She wishes she could've made Krux or Acronix send her back in time, or tried harder to escape, or just done anything better, so that she could've been the mother she always wanted to be. She squeezes her eyes shut, teeth snagging on her lip. She had no control over what happened to her and Ray. She knows that. All she wanted was to make up for lost time, to be a mother, like she should've been all those years. Not that it matters what she wants―her daughter's made it it abundantly clear that she doesn't want or need her. How could Maya have expected anything different? How could she have waltzed into the Monastery with a smile on her face and expected everything to be okay between her and Nya?

Maybe that's why it's too late for her now.

She buries her face in her hands, letting tears stream down her face like waterfalls.

In her daughter's eyes, she is a failure.

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"...Wherever she is now, she is in our hearts."

Wu's words ring over and over again, a broken, haunting echo in Maya's head. She stands on the beach, the sand wet and squishy between her bare toes. Water laps against the sand, gently caressing the shore, and the air is crisp and salty as it cools her skin and whistles through her hair. Ray stands beside her with an arm draped over her shoulders. She presses closer, desperate to be near him, as if she would drift away if he wasn't there.

In the dying sunlight, the surface of the water sparkles like her daughter's eyes. Maya sniffs as her own eyes start to itch. Pain is something she's well-acquainted with by now, but never before has it stung so sorely. Every effort she's ever made for her daughter has failed. All that hard work at the start, all the years spent apart and struggles to reconcile, just to lose her again, like sand slipping through her fingers. Her mind wanders to the last time she and Nya saw each other, the last time they had ever spoken to one another and felt the others' embrace. In her daughter's eyes, she saw everything she'd ever wanted Nya to become: a positive influence, an excellent Master of Water, and most importantly, someone better than her. She wonders what Nya saw when she looked at her that day. She'll never know now, but she can only hope it was something good.

Because now, in her eyes, her daughter is no more.

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Hi there! 🎉 This is Ninjago Creators Anonymous. Are there any projects or ideas you're looking forward to working on that you haven't started/worked very much on yet?

Hey there, and Happy New Year to you! Thanks for the question :D

As for the answer, it's a resounding YES! I honestly have way too many projects on the shelf, but I think my biggest ones are my fanseasons, Fallen Realm and Succession. I never really got to talk about them that much so I hope you don't mind if I ramble about em here for a sec :,)

Fallen Realm is about Kira, Hanzō, the Ninja, and Wu as they travel to a realm of magic, which had fallen to an ancient evil long ago. Their goal is to liberate it, which could possibly bring healing magic back to Ninjago. It entails a lot of character development for Kira, Hanz, and Lloyd specifically as they all figure out their relationships with one another, as well as plenty of world-building and lore, specifically about the elemental powers, realms, and magic of Ninjago. Succession takes place several years in the future, and focuses on the children of the Ninja as they rise to face a new threat. However, each one of them has personal demons that they have to conquer before they're ready to save anyone, which they'll learn over the course of their journey.

I have a lot of concepts for both seasons, and Fallen Realm is about halfway-written. My goal is to share more about both this year :D

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Hey there! It's Ninjago Creators Anonymous. When you start conceptualizing a piece, what comes first?

Heyo! Happy March! :D

This is a great question because honestly my process is pretty messy asdfssfs-

When it comes to writing, most of my pieces usually come from an idea that pops into my head; once I get that idea, I pretty much just start writing whatever comes to mind (because I'll def forget it if I don't), then go back to fill in the blanks and flesh everything out. So to answer your question, an idea + my initial thoughts about it come first. The same generally goes for my art; I think of an idea of what I want to draw, sketch it out and edit that until I'm satisfied, then go in and color it :P

Thanks for the ask as always! Always great to hear from you :)

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2021 Writers Wrapped

So I got tagged by @fabrowrites for this challenge and I thought it’d be fun! Thank you for the tag :) Honestly I didn’t write as much as I wanted to this year, but hopefully 2022 will be better!

The original challenge: for every month you wrote, pick a sentence/section and share! This applies to both published works and wips!

The alternate challenge: pick a sentence/section from your most popular fic, your personal favorite fic that you wrote, and the fic that gave you the most trouble!

I’ll be doing the original challenge! Also, spoilers: most of these are for Ninjago lol ***

January: The Sun Will Rise, & We Will Try Again (Ninjago, WIP)

"'Member when I was little?" he murmurs. "When you and I stayed behind all the time, 'cause the guys were on missions?" "'Course I do." A weak smile flickers on Nya's face at the fond memory. "That's how we got to be honorary siblings, you and I.” Lloyd nods. "We were always worried that they wouldn't come back. It...feels like that now." He sniffles, lip quivering. "But I know they're not coming back this time."

February: Fallen Realm (Ninjago Fanseason, WIP)

Kira draws a shaky breath. Tears prick at her eyes again and she sniffs, heaving a deep breath. She reaches out with a trembling arm and presses a hand to the cold crystal surface, right over Lloyd’s.

"Don't worry," she murmurs. "If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to end this, and then I'll save you. Just like you saved me."

March: Untitled Story About Two Musicians in Love (Original Story, WIP)

"I just got here," Roxy responds. "Didn't mean to scare ya or anything, just heard you playing and wanted to listen. You, um...have a beautiful voice, by the way."

And a beautiful face, her brain adds silently.

"Oh! Well, um, I was actually just leaving," the girl says a little too quickly. "The room is yours if you want it!"

She stands up in record time, grabbing her bag from the floor and slinging it over her shoulder. Roxy opens her mouth, but the girl hurries past her.

"Wait! Can I at least get your―"

The door slams.

" ―name?"

April: Shattered (Ninjago, WIP)

"You know," she says quietly, "I asked when we first met, but I have to know...why are you being so nice to me?"

"I dunno, Kira." Hanzō sighs, resting a hand on his knee as he leans back. "Maybe it's 'cause you're so pathetic, so lost, that I feel like I have to help you. Maybe it's because you remind me of my sister, all mushy and sweet and determined to be better. Or..."

"Or?"

"Heh." He runs a hand through his shaggy hair. "Maybe it's 'cause you're the first person I've actually cared about in a long time. I've made a lot of shitty decisions in my life...that's how I ended up here, a thief all alone in Ninjago City. If I can help a good person like you, maybe I won't be as bad."

May: Eulogy (Ninjago)

Lou winces, eyes glimmering with the faintest hint of tears. "People grieve in different ways, son. Maybe you'll understand when you're older." A strangled sigh escapes him and he averts his gaze. "But, for what it's worth...I am sorry."

Cole scoffs. Maybe it's just him, but singing and dancing doesn't seem like a proper way to mourn a loved one. Some choice words for his father sit on the tip of his tongue, but he bites them back. Lilly probably wouldn't appreciate her son and husband cursing each other out at her funeral.

June: The Candy Aisle (Ninjago)

"I still don't get why Uncle Wu made me come here with you." Lloyd pouts, tearing his gaze from the shelves and staring at his feet. "I hate this place."

"You know why. Being trapped on the Bounty doing nothing can make you lose your mind after a while." Nya doesn't look up from her grocery list, but her tone hardens, like she's speaking from experience. "Besides, now you can help out, so we'll be done faster."

"I don't wanna help."

July: Violet Legacy (Ninjago)

"You look tired."

Pixal bristles. "I'm not."

"Sweetheart, you look...and I mean this in the nicest way possible...like you've been hit by a bus." Ronin chuckles, his one eye gleaming.  "Don't worry. You can crash here for as long as you need, if you want. I'm sure you've noticed, but Stiix is a pretty shady place, 'specially around this time of night."

August: Long Shadows (Ninjago, WIP)

"We never decided on a name, did we?"

"No. But before the whole apocalypse thing started, I did do some research." A small smile tugs at Nya’s lips as she leans against the wall. "I was thinking Kairi for a boy, or Erena for a girl."

Jay grins. “I like Erena.”

September: Slow Dancing in an Ivory Room (Ninjago, WIP)

"So...Queen of Shintaro now," Cole remarks as they sway together. "Pretty big deal. How are you feeling?"

"Great!" Vania chirps, smiling brightly.

Despite her enthusiasm, Cole frowns. Her smiles are usually pretty genuine, so he can tell that this one is forced, and there's a darkness behind her eyes he can't help but notice.

October: In Her Daughter’s Eyes (Ninjago)

It’s the last thing Maya sees before Krux shoves her in the back, sending her stumbling forward with a yelp. Her eyes burn with hot tears, droplets of fire trickling down her face, as she and Ray are led away from the only family they had left.

In her daughter’s eyes, she is gone.

November: Flames of Change (Heroes of Olympus, WIP)

"You know what? Fine," Jay growls at last. "If you're so convinced you can do this, then I won't stop you. Gods, Phoebe, you're too stubborn for your own good. It'll get someone hurt one day."

With a huff of frustration, he turns and stalks away. Phoebe watches him go, hands still clenched into fists, and doesn’t relax until he’s disappeared down the hill. She smirks, feeling a twinge of satisfaction.

I'll show him. I can do this.

December: OC-Centric Drabbles (Miraculous Ladybug, WIP)

"Hello again, Vianne." Ladybug drops from the rooftop, landing in front of her with ease, and her feline companion follows. "We're glad we found you."

"Huh? Were you two following me?"

"Thaaaat's not important," Chat Noir says quickly with an innocent smile. "What's important is that we need to talk to you."

[viioletpixels]

Hello! Ninjago Creator's Anonymous back for May. 😄 If you had to describe your writing style with one color, which one would it be and why?

Heyo! Sorry I took a while to respond to this, got a bit caught up with life :,)

This is a really interesting question though! I would say purple (and not just because it's my favorite color lol). Purple is associated with creativity, and I try to be as creative as I can with my work and style. It also reminds me of the phrase "purple prose" since my writing tends to be pretty prose-heavy, though I try not to overdo it.

Thanks for the ask! :D

[viioletpixels]

end of the year fanfic asks!! were there any fics you wrote that made you go outside your comfort zone this year?

Thank you for the ask Anon!! Sorry I didn’t get to this earlier, been swamped with final exams lately 😅

Honestly, there weren’t many fics I wrote this year that I felt brought me out of my comfort zone. If I had to pick one, I would probably say In Her Daughter’s Eyes, since I haven’t really written angsty stuff like that before. I will say though…angst is lowkey fun, I should experiment with it more often >:)

[viioletpixels]

✿ Welcome! ✿

Hey there! Call me Violet or Pix :)

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