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How old are you? Your art is amazing!

Omg! Hiii! Thank you for your compliment! I'm so flattered ☺️☺️☺️☺️

Im actually 17 at the moment, but I'll turn 18 In December!

(Seriously tho, thank you so much. I get so happy whenever someone says my art it's good)

ur beholden fanart made me start the fic! binged it all in one sitting in the middle of the night, got no sleep, immediately went to work! it was so good, thank you for putting me on 🫶 and i love ur art

IT'S A GREAT FIC, it was a while ago that I met Faithwood through a friend and I've read all of her drarry content, in fact because of her I started drawing because it was fun to imagine the situations. So, when this FIC arrived, I thought everyone should read it and I had to tell others how much I love it, so to have encouraged you to read it, I'M GLAD!

And also, I am very happy for your appreciation of my art ♥️ I don't know what to say about that, thank you very much

oh boy I get to feel embarrassed about being incredibly transparent, not the mortifying ordeal of repeat themes being seen

uhhhh

Dialogue or introspection and nothing else- self explanatory XD I have a dialogue problem. Things are emotion driven, or thought driven, and then action is driven by interactions, and the rest is a walking simulator in nondescript anywhere-land. The only thing that could be added are action scenes, because I go from never describing anything environmental or tactile to taking pages on a fight like it’s a DBZ saga

Anger issues- I have a tendency to give my main protagonists anger problems that steer their plot or come up often in introspection, ho boy. Often if they have a foil antagonist, they’d be guilty of this too. I’ve got too many povs that are just angry hurt people with bad coping skills. There’ll be plots based out of the consequences of actions, but there’s also just the aspect of having some empathy for them; you don’t have to forgive them, but you can see where they’re coming from and see that they’re people too. (I also just have an easier time writing what I am familiar with, and I’m familiar with rejection, bitterness, lashing out, and other unpleasantries as an angry person myself lol)

Fall from grace/dethroned power figures/gods/etc- happens to protagonists and antagonists in my sandbox often and I'm sure they hate it

intense (homo)erotic enemies/rivals dynamics- listen…there’s no excuse Half of the time I don’t even intend to set out for this to happen but it does anyway. I blame being a Transformers fan. So many hate boners and murder soulmates and homoerotic enemies ahoy therein. Will they kill each other from being stuck in a box together too long? Will they decide to see their familiarities and improve as people together? Will they make out? Who knows

Weird sadomasochistic vibes going on in the POV (especially in fight scenes)- this comes up whenever the above theme comes up and I have no escape. Fight scenes and memories of all the reasons you hate a dude aren’t supposed to sound so horny, and yet. And yet. You know what, I'll blame transformers for this one too.

mercy/cruel mercy- I have this habit of preferring characters to live, because character death means I can’t play with them anymore outside of the instances where it serves to impact another character/the setting in important ways. Since I was a kid, I’ve liked seeing themes of what ramifications would/do come from a character being spared, and its twist side of cruel mercy, whether because it’s the best option out of all bad options (stares at you, Wakfu season 2 and what horrors you did to my little child brain) or it’s a protag/antag deciding sparing an antag/protag is the worse fate and they’re feeling vindictive. 

Nonhuman characters and inhuman povs- I feel like most of the fandoms I’ve ever been in have few to no humans, and either that influences how I want to see more aliens/constructs/monsters in og works or I gravitate to those fandoms first, but either way, chances are high there will be aliens, monsters, androids, artificial constructs, fantasy races, or eldritch creatures playing large roles in anything I make. I really love playing around with povs from these types of characters and just trying to keep inhuman povs inhuman but also explore how that would look. I’m not sure I’m really able to explain it but let’s just say I’m the type of writer to look at a one-off character like Armus in Star Trek TNG and then spend over a year of notetaking going ‘but what would that existence be like’. Happy to report that someone told me I managed to make a comprehensible but very non-human alien narrator (in a Godzilla fic lmao).

Becoming more than what you were built for- tied to my above use of constructs or nonhuman forces, because a lot of times their stories involve having been created to be a tool/weapon for a single purpose and then, after either rebelling against that or having the environment remove that purpose, the slow journey to figuring out who they are, what they believe, and how they’re more valuable than they’d originally be able to think. Also goes for 'human' characters becoming their own person outside of whatever destiny they've been told they're supposed to have.

Found family- I just Like It. Happens in almost any of my fics and (eventually) happens in my og stuff too (or if not, it happened and then broke apart and the theme is instead how the hurt of betrayal/broken found family is just as valid as its counterpart tropes)

IMMORTALITY AS A HORROR CONCEPT- haha my beloved, thank you again wakfu for cursing me with the horrors

I'll tag @inthegloomglow @void-rainbow @ganondorf--apologist @loveandscience @darksidekelz if any of you wanna play too

Thumbprint challenge

I was tagged by the lovely @willtheweaver

Rules: look back on your works, both past and present, finished and unfinished. What are five to ten narrative elements or tropes that continuously pop up in your work? Give a list of these things!

OMG this one his hard, but I'll try.

Self-worth issues: most of my characters have to realize their own worth throughout the story

Love doesn't fix your problems but it gives you the strength to fix them yourself - that's it, that's what my stories are about and always will be

Supportive characters - I don't like my heroes to exist in a vacuum, they are always surrounded by people that support them and that they care about

Lovers coming from different backgrounds - I have yet to find true enemies to lovers but my MCs always come from the opposite end of a scale

Dreams and nightmares - meaningful (prophetic?) dreams or nightmares occur in all my works. I don't have a rational reason for that, maybe it's my own messy relationship with sleep 😄

Gentle tag for: @astorichan, @ramwritblr, @sunset-a-story, @satohqbanana, @sarandipitywrites

I'd love to ask about Chains Hollow aaaaaa I love them. Maybe something about how you wrote their relationship with their father. Which. I guess is a lot since it's throughout the fic. Maybe near the end if you want it more specific (like, with the void) but I'd take any part.

Chains Hollow, my beloved. They were my first introduction to writing for the Hollow Knight fandom and out of the options, they were likely the best character I could've picked. THK/PV remain the character that comes to me the easiest, I love writing them. Chains Hollow in particular was fun to write because of how their pov itself evolved, along with their personality. Their view of the world and of themself was the highlight of writing the fic, including their relationship with their father. They started the fic with him on an absolute pedestal and they would attempt not to think about him at all, because they thought they couldn't deserve to. I set out from the start wanting their perspective on him and that relationship as a whole to change, so while it started at that, their view of him gradually came down from that 'can do no wrong' status. It was always a tricky part of the story to write, I'll say that- I wanted them to move forward and still address their past, to end in a state that they can call themself by a title without shame and express their own personhood instead of feeling like that was something to apologize to him for, but the fact that it was all posthumous would've made it tricky to start with. Adding in the ambiguity of the void chapters was part of Chains that I actually struggled so hard in publishing (Ashyr can vouch, I spent chapters 57-58 whining behind the scenes) because there is a line between closure and clinging to your ghosts. In general, writing their relationship got to evolve from them trying not to think about him at all, idealizing him, remembering his more 'human' moments, feeling guilty and responsible for his death, to seeing more of the world and questioning why Hornet treats the subject of their father the way she does, to eventually being the one with more of the independence and lead, almost a role swap. They never stopped loving him, but they weren't going to have loving him mean suffocating their own self anymore. It was one thing to write them expressing that to characters that didn't know anything about their role as THK (the Dirtmouth gang), or those who would've been outside of that (Grimm), but another to write them feeling self assured enough to express it all to PK's visage

*gives you a handful of candies and runs away*

Oh why thank you sir/ma'am!

Draw a Dream Smp character?

Here is my interpretation of ranboo. I enjoyed the character design I ended up with.

hey i wanted to request a fic, but before i request i wanted to say that i really enjoy your fics. there's something about them that makes me read them even when theyre about characters i dont often care much about. also, when i write i often stick to my couple of faves, but your fics have me thinking that maybe it'd do me good to practice writing a variety of different characters.

im not as prolific as you though hahaha

ok and now for my incredibly self-indulgent request because my #1 favorite is Mr. Perfect Kita, can i request a fic about Kita wooing/asking out a Reader who is intimidated by him?? pretty please, and thank you? hehe

i also am curious if there's any character you prefer writing about compared to the rest

have a lovely day! :)

Anon, you are far too kind — thank you so much for your kind words!! it genuinely means the world to me 🥹

Also: you should totally experiment with writing new characters!! it’s legit eye opening (after writing fav positions for Hinata, I can't stop looking at him differently 😭)

Also also, but favourite three characters to write for are Tsukishima (my first love) Iwaizumi and Atsumu for sure. They've stolen my heart ughhh.

ANYWAYS ENJOY <333

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Anon Ask: Kita

There was something about Kita Shinsuke that made your stomach twist—and not in the butterflies, schoolgirl-crush way you wished it did.

No, it was worse than that. It was the intimidation.

Because Kita was perfect. He was composed, kind, respectful, disciplined. He woke up early, always got top marks, captained the volleyball team with quiet command, and still managed to hold the door open for every single person who walked through it. He was the kind of person who turned in his assignments a week early, whose uniform never had a wrinkle, whose silences were never awkward but intentional.

And you? You were just... there. Always a few steps away. Always too nervous to make eye contact, let alone conversation.

You shared a class with him—sat three rows behind, diagonally to the left—and you could probably count on one hand how many times you'd actually spoken to him. Mostly because every time his steel-gray eyes swept past you, your breath would catch in your throat.

That expression of his—steady, unreadable, unwavering—it made your nerves twist up in knots. It wasn't that he looked mean. It was that he looked like he saw everything.

So when he approached you after school one day, just before he headed off to volleyball practice, your brain completely short-circuited.

He stopped in front of your desk as you were packing up, casting a soft shadow over your notes. When you looked up, he was standing there with perfect posture, his uniform blazer unbuttoned but still crisp, and a small box held gently in both hands.

"Hey," he said, voice quiet but clear. "Can I speak to you a moment?"

You blinked up at him like he’d spoken another language, then scrambled to nod. "Y-Yeah. Of course."

He gestured subtly toward the hallway. You followed him, still clutching your books, your heart thudding in your ears. The corridor was mostly empty now, sunlight from the high windows painting long lines across the floor.

He turned to face you just outside the classroom, gaze even but calm.

Then, gently, he extended the box toward you.

"I put together a few things you might like. I hope that’s alright."

You stared at the box, then at his face, then back again. "Wait... what?"

The box was neat, wrapped in soft brown paper and tied with twine. Inside, you found your favorite snacks, a new set of pens in the exact shade you always used, a mini notebook with the design you'd admired in the campus store weeks ago, and a little envelope with your name on it in his clean handwriting.

You opened it with trembling fingers.

I thought of you, the note read. Simple. Honest.

"I noticed you're always out of ink because you let other people borrow your pens," he said softly, watching your reaction. "And I know you get headaches during long lectures—you press your temples with your thumbs when you're trying not to draw attention to it. So there's some caffeine-free tea in there too."

Your chest tightened. Your mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out. He’d noticed all of that?

“I... uh...”

Then he asked it. Calmly, without fanfare, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Would you like to go out with me this Saturday?"

Your brain lagged, your breath stalling in your throat. Your fingers clenched tighter around the box.

"Why?" you blurted. Then quickly, eyes wide, you stammered, "I mean—I didn't even know you were interested in me."

For a beat, he was silent. Then his eyes softened, his posture relaxing just slightly. His thumbs pressed gently along the edge of his sleeves.

"I am," he said. "I have been for a while. You're always thoughtful. You don't speak just to fill space. You listen. You think before you act. I admire that."

The air caught in your chest. You looked down at the box, then back up at him.

He added, voice quieter now, "You don’t have to decide now. I just wanted you to know it wasn’t an accident that I asked. I see you. Even if you don’t always see yourself."

You bit your lip. Your hands were trembling slightly as you clutched the box tighter against your chest. "You're... really good at this," you murmured, your voice barely more than a breath.

"I’m nervous," he admitted, eyes flicking away for just a second. He adjusted the strap of his gym bag over his shoulder. "But I meant what I said. I like you."

Your throat was dry, but your heart was full. Full in a way it hadn't been before.

You nodded slowly, smile shy. "Okay. Yes. I’d like that. Saturday, right?"

A tiny smile curved at the corner of his mouth—small but warm, the kind that made your chest flutter.

"Saturday," he confirmed.

He glanced down the hallway toward the gym, then back at you.

"I have practice now," he said gently, taking a small step back. "But I’ll see you tomorrow?"

You nodded, this time more confidently.

He gave one final lingering look—eyes lingering not on your face but the way you held the box close to you like it meant something—and then turned and walked away, each step measured and light.

You stayed rooted in place.

Blushing, stunned, your arms wrapped tightly around the little box as if it might disappear. You stood there for what felt like ages, listening to the echoes of his footsteps until they faded down the stairwell.

And when you finally looked back at the note in your hand, reading I thought of you one more time, your heart bloomed in your chest.

Maybe—just maybe—he wasn’t so scary after all.

Hello!! Just popping by to say I adore your writing and thank you for sharing it with us! Also that you seem like an awesome person, hehe. Hope you have a lovely day 💖

augh my heart ❤️ thank you so much for your kind words <333 Its only because the community is so amazing that I feel like I can share my passions 😩❤️ Thank you for enjoying my writing!! I hope you continue to enjoy my works <333

Hey, can I make nsfw requests?

Yes you very much can!! I have a lot of nsfw content on here lolol

I’d love to hear your ideas!!

I love your blog sm and the way u write is just *chef kiss*

Omg you are absolutely the sweetest! Thank you for your kind words they only encourage me to write more <33

More stories to come hehe

HIII can i request something abour Aone and Kunimi! Id love to see how you woukd write about them!

Oooh I can definitely do that heheh Thank you for your ask!! --

Aone was used to people avoiding him.

It wasn’t personal—at least, he didn’t think it was. He knew what he looked like. Tall, broad-shouldered, his expression unreadable even when he tried to seem approachable. And, of course, there was the fact that he had no eyebrows, which only seemed to add to the whole 'intimidating presence' thing. He had overheard people whispering about it before, speculating whether he was just naturally that way or if something had happened. He never corrected them. It wasn’t worth the effort.

He didn’t mind it, not really. It wasn’t like he needed constant conversation. If anything, he preferred the quiet. But that didn’t stop the occasional pang of irritation when someone flinched at his presence or whispered about how scary he was. He never let it bother him for long. It wasn’t worth dwelling on.

But then there was you, who never seemed to get the memo.

You greeted him every morning with a bright “Good morning, Aone!” as if it were the most natural thing in the world. You sat next to him during team lunches, never asking if it was okay, never making a big deal out of it—just plopping down beside him, completely unfazed. When the team joked and teased each other, you always made a point to include him, nudging his arm playfully or throwing in a comment like “Right, Aone?” as if it was obvious that he was part of the conversation.

At first, he thought maybe it was an accident. That you just hadn’t realized how others saw him. But when weeks passed and nothing changed, Aone started to realize something.

You weren’t scared of him. Not even a little bit.

And for reasons he couldn’t explain, that made his chest feel warm.

It started during practice one afternoon.

The team was running drills, the gym buzzing with the sound of sneakers squeaking against the floor and volleyballs smacking against hands. Aone was focused, blocking each spike that came his way, his body moving on instinct. He wasn’t paying much attention to anything else until he heard a sharp gasp from the sidelines.

He turned his head just in time to see you stumble, tripping over someone’s stray bag. It was one of the first years', carelessly left near the edge of the court, and you hadn’t noticed it in time. Your arms flailed slightly as you lost your balance, and Aone’s body moved before his mind could catch up.

In an instant, his hands were on your arms, steadying you before you could hit the ground. His grip was firm, grounding, keeping you upright with ease. You blinked up at him, wide-eyed, caught off guard by the sudden proximity. For a long moment, neither of you spoke.

Then, to his surprise, you laughed.

“Wow, you’re really strong,” you said, your voice light, as if you hadn’t just nearly faceplanted in the middle of practice.

Aone swallowed. He wasn’t used to compliments—especially not ones directed at him. His ears burned slightly, but he managed a stiff nod, gently letting go of you once he was sure you were steady.

You dusted yourself off, still grinning. “Guess I should stick close to you, huh? Might need you to save me again.”

Aone blinked.

Most people avoided standing too close to him. You were… different.

Slowly, he nodded again.

Your smile widened. “Good. That settles it.”

And just like that, you carried on, moving as if nothing had happened, as if Aone catching you had been the most natural thing in the world. But Aone felt a little different now, his hands still tingling from where he had touched you. It was a strange, unfamiliar feeling, and he wasn’t sure what to do with it.

Later, when practice ended and the team started gathering their things, Aone noticed you walking in his direction. Without thinking, he shifted slightly, making space for you beside him. It was subtle, instinctive, but you noticed immediately, plopping down next to him with an exaggerated sigh.

“I think today’s the day I finally die,” you groaned dramatically. “Tell my family I love them.”

Aone huffed a quiet breath through his nose. It was barely anything, but you must have caught it because you turned your head and grinned at him.

“Was that a laugh?” you asked, eyes bright with mischief. “Oh, we’re making progress.”

Aone shook his head, but he didn’t deny it.

You tilted your head slightly, watching him curiously. “You know,” you mused, “most people get freaked out by you, but I don’t see why. You’re like… a human security blanket.”

Aone blinked at you, unsure of what to say to that. He had been called many things before—scary, intimidating, weird—but never a security blanket. He felt his ears burn again.

“I mean it,” you continued, stretching your arms above your head. “It’s nice having you around. Makes things feel a little more solid.”

He swallowed, staring down at his hands. He wasn’t sure how to respond, but before he could even try, you stood up, stretching out your back with a groan.

“Anyway, I better go before they make me do more work,” you said, nodding toward the rest of the team. “See you tomorrow, Aone.”

And then, like always, you left just as easily as you had appeared, leaving Aone sitting there, his mind spinning with thoughts he wasn’t sure how to process.

Maybe, for the first time, he didn’t mind having someone stick close to him after all.

hey!! I have a genuine question. Do you, by any chance use Ai to write??

No but I sometimes use it to help me flesh out ideas. Usually I just have a concept but it can be hard to see where it goes. It’s a great tool to really see out your ideas!!

But no the writings all me :D

Can you do fav positions with meian shugo 😔🥹

Your wish is my command... ~~

At the peak of masculinity, there was Meian Shugo. Not only was he disturbingly handsome, as well as an incredible athlete, he was also responsible, dependable, and one of the kindest people you had ever met.

That said, one of things you never expected him to love so much was eating you out.

Sure, you had been with other guys before, and they always begrudgingly did it, mostly for you to end up reciprocating but with Meian…

“Oh, fuck!” You hissed at a particularly harsh suck at your clit, Meian’s eyes watching you with a keenness, as if he’s analyzing your reactions to perfect his technique. Your hands immediately reach for his hair, grabbing it at the root and giving it a slight tug, to which he groans into your pussy, the vibrations making you shiver.

He doesn’t let up, going from rubbing tight circles with his tongue to giving full licks, you feel your legs tense up, going to squeeze your thighs from the overwhelming sensation. Meian stops this though, his hands going to your thighs and holding them down to make sure you’re exactly how he wants too.

“How do you taste better every time?” He asks in between kissing your inner thighs, and you don’t even have the words to answer him, responding with moans and mumbles. He chuckles at your half-ass response, moving one of his hands from your plush thighs to your twitching hole. His fingers circle it, causing you to take a breath and instinctively arch your back. “Please, Meian…” You panted, wanting him more than ever. He absolutely adored when you called his name, something about the way you said it…

It always drove him wild.

“Such a good girl.” He hissed, feeling the pain of his incredible hard cock pulse. But it wasn’t about him.

It was about you.

With that, he pushes two fingers in your pussy, curling his fingers just right to hit your g-spot. That, paired with a couple sucks of your clit, you were a lost cause.

You cum with a scream of his name, and he proceeds to slurp up every drop of you. After all, Meian loved the way you tasted.

You come down from your high sweaty and exhausted, and you only close your eyes for a second before you feel a strong pull and you and Meian are hip to hip, his hard cock pressing hard against your stomach. “You didn’t think we were done did you?”

1, 11 and 20?👀❤️😂

1. Either Ghost or Mako ;)

11. Octopath Traveler is one of my top favorite games, if only because 30% of my time is spent admiring the gorgeous art.

20. My favourite book is definitely Carrie by Stephen King, but recently I reread The Lotus War by Jay Kristoff and the worldbuilding was just... chef’s kiss. It deserves a mention.

49 and 69👀

49. I used to wish I was taller 😂😂

69. Probably not if I get stuck with homework, but I hope I can finish quickly 😅

Hello! (ㆁωㆁ) I'm new here & I notice your blog about your farmers. I really love their designs! If I was wondering if you could make a scenario with any of your Farmers with that one cutscene on SVE were Camilla kidnap us the player just to show the Crimson Badlands. I would like to know how will they react.

And btw I find your username familiar, are you that one wattpad author who writes countryhumans?

Thank you for the ask! (◕ᴗ◕✿) To be honest, your actually the first person who sends a request/ask here in my blog and to answer your question about my username. Yes, I am that author who used to write CH stories, but I went on hiatus from the fandom and pursue different fandoms. I'll probably get back to it and finish the WIPs chapters.

Your ask is really random but this is how I picture this scenario with two of my farmers. Anywho on to the story~

Imagine my farmer Rosemary, who just woke up from bed, still wearing her pajamas. Then out of nowhere, Camilla appears and said "Hey sweetie, I have something to show you, that I know you will find interesting." Before Rosemary gives a reaction, the said witch just grabbed her arm and warps, disappears.

Cerise activates the relic, Lance arrives in under 2 minutes, appearing directly into the farm living room with wide, worried eyes.

Unknown to them, Cerise watch this all and goes into full blown panic mode because some witch just kidnap her sister. Cerise immediately looked through Rosemary's bedside in her room to find a certain object. 6 months ago, Lance gift Rosemary a relic. A relic that is tied to his mana but if it activates, Lance will sense it no matter how far he is. In other words, a relic that can be use if Rosemary is in grave danger. Even though she doesn't need it but Lance is being persistent after the many times the red haired farmer just keep collapsing and getting hurt.

“Cerise–!”

“She kidnapped Rose!”, Cerise trying to stay calm, pointing at the still open front door.

“W-what? Who–”

“That purple witch! What's her name again? Uhm Calisa? Camilla! I saw Camilla kidnapped Rosemary!”

A frightening calm settles over Lance’s face. He marches over to the front door, pulling it shut and locking it, before turning to look at Cerise and walk towards her.

He placed his hands around Cerise's shoulders to calm her down. “Everything's going to be alright, sister-in-law. I will be back in no more than 15 minutes.”

And with that, he fades away.

'Sister-in-law my ass! Your not even married to Rose yet. Jeez.', Cerise thought with a bewilder look. 'You still haven't got my blessings yet'

In just over 10 minutes, three figures appeared in the living room where Cerise, now calm, is drinking her morning tea.

“Rose!” Cerise cried as she puts down her tea and rush towards her stun-looking sister, checking to see if she's alright.

“I see my sense of humour was again in poor taste,”, she says, looking at Cerise. “I did not mean to cause distress.”

Lance is glaring at Camilla, and the witch actually has the grace to look mildly chagrined.

Cerise narrowed her eyes at Camilla from within Rosemary’s arms. The red haired farmer is oddly quiet but the eldest sister can feel the tension in her younger sister's body. "A warning next time."

I know its a bit short. Its been awhile since I last wrote a full story but I hope you enjoy this one.

Thank you for the ask! ( ◜‿◝ )♡

Casting fireball, gimme a minute..

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INVENTORY

It's all ashes. What did you think would happen, idiot?

Headcanon ideas

.Super curious Chris about pregnancy that is sooo cute and annoying for his pregnant wife

.Chris start to cheer his gf up.how?with stupid cheesy pick up lines

Headcanon: Better Half

Loooveeeeee this!

"Why da face?" Chris walked in your shared bedroom, oreos in hand with one half way in his mouth.

You rolled over dramatically, pulling the covers under your chin

"Just that work thing, I have to work with that lazy, mother-."

"Carol." He said flatly

"Yes! Carol! It's always Carol."

He plumped in the spot next to you.

"Hey honey..." He cooed.

"What." You sat up, moving next to him.

Twisting the oreo in his hand, he moved the frosted side in your direction.

"You're my better half." He said, showing a goofy grin.

You paused, staring at him with a flat expression, the corner of your lip creasing slightly, you couldn’t hold back the all out laughter.

"You're the cringiest person i have ever met." You gasped through laughs.

"Yeah but it worked to make my girl smile didn't it"

You grabbed the cookie half from him, shoving the whole thing in your mouth.

Does little hellspawn name her plushies and make little pretend advantures and tea parties and games with them? (At least until she befriended luke at kindergarten)

Since I imagine that although she's in a very loving environment it could still get boring and even lonely being the only young child and that sometimes the gang and co get to busy to play with them being the protectors of the realm.

You're right on that one.

With four uncles and two aunts, she has a LOT of plushies. Her favorite one is the stuffed dragon that used to belong to her dad but the other Mr Cuddlywomp toy Jay got her comes in at second place. (To Lloyd's brief disappointment, she named his dragon Wing and named the Cuddlywomp toy Mrs Cuddlywomp)

And of course, she loves them to death so she decides they deserve a tea party.

One time, she attempted to use Wu's big teapot for one of her tea parties and yeah... that didn't end well. It wasn't even filled with tea and already pretty heavy—that's already Wu's arm workout other than whacking ninja with a bamboo staff lol, and she's like three. Long story short; she almost broke it because Wu came in to save his friend just in time.

From that day on, Wu realized how bored and lonely she was getting while everyone else was on missions so he guesses he can kinda do something about it.

In the end, she still gets the chance to throw some tea parties but this time she invites Wu along with her toys. It's like their little bonding activity while her dad and everyone else handle some criminal. And as long as he gets to sip tea with someone who won't burn or spit it out like his hopeless students, Wu isn't complaining.

How did lloyd and hellspawn did on the time skip after season (and by that i mean how bad)

For a long time—and especially during those first few weeks before being reunited with Kai, Lloyd was a total mess.

Imagine this, he was already hysterical in season 9 when she was taken along with the elemental masters because of Harumi and that was only for days. The time-skip after the merge is like, 5 years. Poor guy. Not only did he just lose everyone he grew up with and knew, he also lost his kid.

At first, he stepped out of the monastery for a bit to find everyone, but later returned home alone. Then he tried fixing Wu's destroyed scrolls to make some sense of them but that didn't work. Nothing seemed to work.

By the time Kai found him — you heard that right, Kai found him — green boy was a depressed mess who looked like he hadn't slept in weeks or seen anyone. He's definitely lost weight since Kai's last seen him, and we're not looking at a Morro situation.

So they talk. Kai tries to console his baby brother but it's not helping much. Lloyd spends most of his time either in Wu's library or in his room staring at a damaged stuffed dragon. At this point, Kai's the only reason he's a functioning adult and tries to get him to eat and shower but yeah, one day Kai had enough.

He drags Lloyd out of bed one morning after greenie mumbles he's not hungry and forcefully sits him down to get some sense into him, which is funny because that's usually Lloyd's job.

Yeah, she's gone. She's not here in this monastery right now with her dolls or playing tag with Luke after school—but he has to remember that she needs to have someone to come back to. They all do. Not taking care of himself like this isn't helping anyone. So could he please pull himself togethe—

I'm still waiting until part 2 to decide where the heck hellspawn ended up though. All I can say is that, it took a long time for her to finally understand what on earth was going on and why she's no longer in the monastery with everyone. Man, she's only 8. Only 8 fucking years old and all alone, what have I done. I'll elaborate more on her after we really understand dragons rising.

Where is hellspawn jawing dragon rising?

As much as I'd like to keep her with Lloyd throughout the entire time he was alone, it's uh...*sweats nervously*...it's not gonna happen.

(Fuck, this feels like commiting a crime, but I need to keep things realistic)

Does Lloyd deserve to be happy during his time alone? Well, yes. Is he going to be? Um, no.

:(

...I'm so, sorry green bean.

So she gets separated from Lloyd during the Merge and he hasn't been the same since, just staring at the damaged stuffed dragon in his hands as though that's gonna tell him where she is. Kai does his best to be there for him but there's only so much he can do. In the end, he makes a promise to himself to bring her and everyone else back to his baby brother and leaves with the bounty.

What's the time skip between crystalized and dragons rising again? 5 years? If that's actually confirmed, that would make her a teenager. FSM, how time flies.

And poor Lloyd. He knows he's missed it.

Every time he looks at Arin and Sora, he ends up thinking of her—especially when he sees Sora. He initially maintains a cheery teacher persona around his two students but it slips when Sora finds a photograph of a blonde haired little girl who's with Lloyd somewhere in the monastery. She calls Arin to check it out, and Arin—the ever obsessed fan boy tells her everything.

How did hellspawn react to Lloyd Oni form?

She's just...frozen. There's no way that thing attacking the Overlord is her dad even though she just saw him turn into it, right?

Sure, she's seen him angry before. She's seen him frustrated — she's seen him annoyed on several occasions. But she's never once seen the rage. Not from him. That's never been him.

Yet, it currently is now. And it's... quite a sight.

She ends up seeing it again after crystalized— apparently, one of her grandfather's awkward attempts to mend things with her dad just happens to be helping him further explore and control his Oni side. If Lloyd had his way he'd pull himself as far as possible from that part of himself and never think of it again, but Wu makes him do it with a "Face your fear before it faces you", a.k.a another dose of hated wisdom no one asked for.

In the end, he's standing in the courtyard with the father who made the fucked move of faking his death, and is now letting him help him.

And of course, there just has to be a whole crowd secretly watching even though he'd very much like it if they minded their own businesses but in his experience, nothing ever goes his way.

At some point, Garmadon voices his curious thoughts of whether hellspawn has an Oni form. Lloyd adamantly told him there's no way in hell he's dragging her into this and Garmadon kept quiet...for now.

One night, Lloyd got really violent—apparently Lord G pissed him off so horribly just to get him to turn into an Oni and as a result, he ended up destroying most of the courtyard while attacking Garmadon. His friends tried to step in to get him under control but that didn't work—nothing worked until hellspawn called him fearfully causing him to suddenly stop what he was doing and look at her. Realizing she's genuinely afraid of him, Lloyd turns back.

But as time passed, Lloyd started getting more in control of his Oni form to the point he has no problem whatsoever with walking around the monastery in it. Oni are a LOT more overprotective over their young—which is annoying to hellspawn but his fur and horns are nice.

How many people at school or in general tried to befriend hellspawn just so they could get to meet the ninja or have the ability to boast about being connected to them through hellspawn? Cause, like, there is no way this won't ever happen.

A lot, unfortunately.

They'd ask all sorts of questions like what the inside of the monastery looks like and whether she can teach them Spinjitzu. (Well she can't. Blame Lloyd for saying she's too young for anything) Cue them later asking what the ninja are really like and whether Kai's hair is actually real. Does Zane need to be charged before battle? Is Nya still with Jay? What does Cole do in his spare time? Why are Lloyd's eyebrows suddenly so different? Is Wu really that old? Are they allowed to come to the monastery?

You'd think getting that amount of attention and interest would be fun for someone that young but it's the opposite actually. It's great at first but starts sucking after a while. No one really cares to ask her about her after she told them she doesn't have Lloyd's powers or anything like that. A conversation with those kids almost always involves someone asking something about her dad or Uncle Zane or Uncle Jay and she gets bored. Speaking of which, what's so interesting about her dad, anyway? He picks his nose, he burns tea—

And then there's this boy who basically worships Kai and all hellspawn's thinking in her head is the last time there was a fire in the courtyard and her Aunt Ni looked like she wanted to murder someone. He says he really wants to meet Kai someday cuz he's cool, and definitely should've been the Green Ninja instead of Lloyd who barely deserved it. As soon as hellspawn heard that she was like: what did u say.

To spare you the details, she got into some *cough* minor trouble — which Lloyd freaked out at because when he was at Darkley's, he was the one being hit and the last thing he wants is for her to end up like one of Gene's goons at the age of only fIVE.

So naturally, he spent at least twenty minutes giving her a whole lecture about why she should never hit others and how wrong it is, causing her to sulk and tell him what the heck happened.

Silence.

Lloyd: He's right.

Hellspawn, blinks: What?

Lloyd: Kai should've been the Green Ninja.

Hellspawn: But—

Lloyd, shrugs: Well he trained, he worked hard — he wanted it a lot more than anyone. I was just some dumb kid that ended up with it. *forces a smile* Destiny's weird, don't you think?

Hellspawn: ...

Later, she finds Kai who's in the middle of sharpening his sword and asks him about it.

Hellspawn bites her lip: Do you still wish it was you?

Uncle Kai, stares at her incredulously: Of course. I could've FIXED Lloyd's whole life—

Hi.Since hellspawn is created the same way spinjitsu brothers are,shouldn't she age slower and/or be semi-immortal?Are Oni interested in her,because she looks human, has Oni blood,but also Dragon aura or smth bc she is created by the golden power?Also,how does she take Nya's departure in Seabound?

I would say she ages like Lloyd did but is semi-immortal just like him — well, the latter is what he hopes. (He's not planning on outliving her because of his fucked up heritage) He's still learning what traits his powers managed to give her that day, but genetically, she's all Lloyd.

So far, the only actual Oni she's ever spent time with was Mystake — and that wasn't even for very long or under good circumstances. All she got from that tea addict during S9 was that 'she's a curious case' — whatever that means. Lloyd doesn't get it either but he's too exhausted being the emotionally drained character in Hunted to ask.

Her quarter demon grandfather smelled that she was part Oni in Hunted at some point while holding her captive, but she didn't understand what the heck was going on other than this was her Grandpa who she hadn't seen in...a while. And he now looked weird too.

She didn't interact with any full-blooded Oni in MoTo, unfortunately. :(

She has some dragon traits too though — the frequent chewing on Lloyd's hair and any attempt to eat any object within distance is the dragon side speaking. And Lloyd remembers having the urge to purr while holding her when she was a baby—and actually doing it on one occasion. Now, he's not sure if that was from the Oni or Dragon...or just him. Sensei G never said anything about doing it when he was younger. And Lloyd never blurted out the question either—in his defense, he thought it was weird at that time.

And in not Sensei G's defense, he was passing by Lloyd's room when it happened so of course he knew what was happening—only, he didn't say anything. Just smiled and remembered the moments a much younger him used to soothe his newborn son that way.

Nya's departure doesn't feel real to hellspawn until after they've had her memorial. That's when it truly sinks in that her Aunt Ni's really gone. It's quite odd for her to think about—Nya's always been so untouchable.

But then she finds out Nya isn't actually dead and just...left. She left but they're holding a memorial. She left but they're acting like she's gone for good and will never come back. They're mourning her.

Well, a while after that she realizes the difference between dead and gone for good. Aunt Ni's still out there but she's never coming back. She can't come back. Whatever she did to save Ninjago won't let her walk through the monastery doors and get everyone to stop being sad. She'll never be in the hangar bay working on something with Aunt Pix & Uncle Zane or hoard all the coffee with Kai. She'll never be in the kitchen helping Jay fix something that's perfectly fine or dance-training with him in the courtyard. She'll never be seen painting Cole's sketches and showing them to him. She'll never firmly tell her dad to get some sleep or sit with him when he can't again.

She'll never be in front of her listening to her talk or take her for another swim. She'll never come back.

She's not coming back.

Hellspawn becomes very quiet in the months after that. Lloyd notices it and has a talk with her even though he knows he isn't fine himself. But all hellspawn does is nod and bite her lip at whatever he says.

How does Hellspawn handle the idea of her dad dating?

Harumi? Horribly. That woman could drown in Great Devourer bile for all she cared. Akita? She's cool. Great temporary therapist for her dad but Lloyd doubts he'll see her again.

But the idea of her dad dating? It's...weird to be honest. Two of her teachers seem like they have a crush on him and she's really hoping he doesn't ever date them. That, and she can never really understand what people see in him. He's just normal???

(Lloyd didn't quite enjoy that comment so Kai used it as an excuse to get him to get more sleep)

Hellspawn would totally ask Lloyd where her mother is especially at a young age. He chokes whenever she asks.

Absolutely, lmao.

It's bad enough that it was her favorite kids show that started the question. And after her young mind pieced together that a 'mother' was basically a female version of someone who took care of you & spent time with you like your dad, she wondered who that was to her.

Obviously Misako was too old, and Pixal didn't have a physical form yet so she never really interacted with her often. Only Nya was left, but then she remembered that Nya was Aunt Ni and not Mommy.

So one day while they were all having lunch on the bounty...she decided to ask Lloyd.

And boy was he unprepared for that question.

Eventually, Cole just decided to awkwardly tell her that she's a special case and her dad is literally also her mom—which led to her soon asking why she doesn't call him mommy. Kai cheerfully told her that she could if she wanted to and Lloyd immediately kicked him under the table after that one. Zane suggested that Lloyd just tell her the complete truth and after a "I'd rather get possessed again" and some convincing, Lloyd finally agreed to tell her he made her with his powers.

After somewhat absorbing that, she asked whether she could have a little sibling—no surprise there. The rest of the team spent at least fifteen minutes laughing at the look on Lloyd's face.

Man... having the talk with her one day is definitely gonna be something.

When Lloyd and hellspawn go out do they have to put on disguises? Do they also put on like contacts or something? Does hellspawn love dressing up or does she hate it?

Initially, Lloyd never really saw any need for that because he never once took her out with him after she was made...spawned?

Keep in mind this was after the Final Battle — a.k.a back when Lloyd had to show up to ceremonies all over Ninjago and was busy as heck. On the days when he was on break, he always spent them at Garmadon's monastery and never left because he was desperate for some peace and quiet while trying to take care of her. The furthest he even went with her was just outside the monastery.

And yeah, maybe also because the thought of wearing a disguise didn't cross his mind at the time. Sigh.

(Garmadon, teach your son how to shapeshift. i'm begging you.)

At Zane's funeral, they just passed her off as a distant cousin of Jay's from Edna's side of the family. And then the team split, leaving Lloyd to spend nearly all his time at the monastery during the first few weeks contemplating things to the point he really needed a distraction.

So the only one he was left with was Nya, who was basically like: Put on a hoodie and take her out to the park. The weather's good.

Lloyd: But you guys told kid me i looked terrible with my hood up.

Nya crosses her arms: That was Kai.

Lloyd, sniffs, looking away: Whatever. Still hurts a year later.

Nya, lets out a sigh: Lloyd—

Lloyd: Not happening. It'll make me look like a kidnapper.

Nya looks at him warily: What kind of movies have you been watching, again?

Lloyd pretends he didn't hear her: Or maybe I could grow a moustache.

Nya stares at him: I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that.

Lloyd: But I'll look good—

Nya: I'm disowning you.

Lloyd: I was joking!

Nya: Just wear a hat. I'll even buy you one.

And so, Lloyd went with a fedora and green contacts to cover his red eyes & started taking her out more often — with Nya occasionally tagging along. It's mostly just walks in a stroller in which he just pretends to be his kid's older brother who's supposed to be watching her. Overall, it's fun. One day there were old ladies who came up to them commenting on how adorable the baby was, causing Lloyd to be like: there's no way i made this.

And fortunately, she was asleep at that moment, so her eyes didn't give Lloyd away.

When Nya isn't there with him—and it's also one of those days he blames himself for Zane's death, Lloyd finds himself spilling everything to hellspawn and then feeling really bad about it later. His only comfort is that he knows she won't remember this—he really hopes she doesn't.

After s4 and pre s5, Lloyd started getting sick of having to pretend to be his own kid's brother instead of her father so he decided to dress more maturely to look older, even putting on a fake moustache & goatee to complete the look and took her to other places to not be recognized. Kai could no longer see his baby brother anymore & was sad for a week.

But after s5...well that was where the real challenge began.

After the press found out the Green Ninja actually had a child, Lloyd was hysterical. They'd been so careful, so careful and now it was all gone. Great. She's gonna go through the same thing he does now all because she's stuck with him for a dad.

She's only two. Lloyd can't make her wear contacts every time they're out and Zane says that isn't advisable either. And considering he can't keep her isolated on the bounty for the rest of her life, he decided to get some wigs, hats and literally anything else to make her as unrecognizable as possible.

And she hates it.

Well the good thing is, her eyes look more brown from afar instead of red, so there's no need to worry about that. She really despises wigs though. Lloyd eventually decided to just dress her in toddler hoodies — which he made — or cover her face with a blanket after finding that out the hard way.

And before s8 and some time after Lloyd's eye color changed completely, she started taking an interest in green colored contacts just to match him because his eyes weren't red anymore.

Oh this is a horrible idea

What if Kai taught Hellspawn "self-defense" or whatever these kids did to the Kalamaar cut out during the time skip?

No it's a GREAT idea.

It wouldn't happen during the time-skip though but I can see it happening throughout the time between s11 & seabound, when Lloyd isn't looking.

I just think the ninja were estranged from some point after seabound, so during the time-skip to crystalized, hellspawn didn't really see the rest while Lloyd cleaned windows.

And after finding out, Lloyd asked her to put some moves to use the next time they see Dareth. He still remembers the bruise he got when Dareth taught her one of his own.

What is hellspawn's favorite thing to do with each member of her family and her friends?

Lloyd

- Depends on the day, really. It usually alternates between chewing on his hair and burying her face into his neck. But mostly, it's the first one.

- Dragon rides work too, I guess.

Nya

- Swimming — if they ever get a chance to go somewhere. Both of them agree that the hot tub doesn't count, unlike Kai.

- Pranking the rest.

Kai

- Listening to the 'Long Tales of Little Lloyd Garmadon', some of which Kai completely made up to damage his little brother's reputation.

Jay

- (Tragic) Tag

- Smuggling Starfarer comics from Lloyd's room to Jay's because Jay sacrifices some of his candy stash in return.

Cole

- Sitting on his shoulders because it's a lot higher up compared to the others.

- Piggy back rides.

Zane

- When she got older, she started enjoying watching him cook because that's when she gets to debate with him about whether or not that dish even needs vegetables. Somehow, Zane doesn't mind it and finds it amusing and just explains why vegetables are necessary for a healthy diet.

Pixal

- Passing her stuff in the underground base when she has nothing to do.

Do you think Hellspawn and Lloyd have the connection type thing Garm and Lloyd had in S8?

Oh I wish they could. :( But I don't know whether the FSM himself had that kind of link with his two sons or not. Hellspawn and Lloyd having this type of connection would only make sense if his grandfather did too, unfortunately.