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Ninjago reanimated scene! This one was a tough animation to do, but it was so fun xD I love animating Jay very much!

Enjoy!!

LMK X Ninjago Pg. 9/ ???

Slowly getting back into this! The Ninja team are split into two teams in search of the realm crystal!

Enjoy!

Mine

....I don't mind

……..😐 I Think that he is Happily Taken…

I hope its get the seltzer in the divorce

So is Sniper king considered cheating in this scenario?

Ah fuck... i mean there are perks in marrying this guy- but also oof.

Hes 100% gonna cheat on me with my car (hes got the hots for red sports cars) 😭

Imma tagggggggg uhhhh

Poor anxious girl. We can chill.

…so if I’m not eaten outright I’ll be made an addict to a tailored drug from hell before being eaten, got it.

Yay 🥰

And you're all invited!

Marrying murder mommy. (If her husband doesn't come after my ass first that is.)

Tagging:

Meet my wife.

Underpaid and silly. Life doesn’t need water and I am living proof.

I dont want him

Well now.. I didn't see downloading this image, as an inspo ref, to bite me in the butt and yet it has

I do not know how to feel about the marriage

Vash if we're not counting my own art, #winning

I love him

HAHAHA SURESKC

CLAIRE REDFIELD

Uh I'll tag

synopsis. katsuki wants to know why you're staring at everyone today. and, most importantly, why everyone except him ?!

cw. nothin big i think ! readers is kinda weird n its okay embrace your inner weirdo to be cringe is to be weirdo, either way katsuki's into it bad lol, cussing. cut him some slack he's nervous

a/n. short bday post(wasnt originally but i remembered hey today birfday! lol), i had funsies making this banner i wish i could've used it for something better lol but i fink this is cutesie(then again ive got free will for a reason i could use it again if i want to will keep in mind) the title of this is the name of the song that ppl use in that mii trend i think it's so cute omg i need NEED THIS GAME GIMME IT

you're going around asking all your classmates to get a look at their faces.

it was definitely weird at first, the way you walked up to kirishima and told him to sit still for a couple seconds. especially because all you did afterwards was nod and walk off, but everyone is pretty much used to your antics. they were endearing in a way...so he's heard. not that katsuki finds you endearing.

it really would freak out anybody unfamiliar how kaminari, sero, midoriya, iida, shoji... all your friends simply seem so damn eager to help you in whatever it is you were doing. no questions asked. guess you could say class A was bonded in that way.

katsuki wonders what the hell was up with that...but more importantly, he bitterly wonders why you hadn't walked up to him yet.

it's stupid, you were just doing something stupid again. still, it wasn't like you to shut him out of your stupidities. he thought you were somewhat close enough to have him included, yet you avoided him like the plague. there weren't that many people in your class--what, did you think you were too good to look at his face or something ?

..what's wrong with his face anyway ?!

nothing. of course there's nothing wrong with his damn face and he knows that (he'd checked the bathroom mirror earlier and nothing seemed out of place at least). you definitely weren't scared of him..at least he hopes thinks so. the way you never failed to run your mouth sure made it seem like you liked him enough to bother him. so what the fuck was your deal now ?

finally, after classes end, katsuki catches you outside of class 3-B. he'd just been gotten a drink from the vending machine and decides--

fuck it.

"oi."

you look up at him, blinking in surprise before your face settles again. katsuki analyses you, you don't seem mad. he wants to hit himself for worrying so much about how you feel.

"hi." you respond casually, happy. the relief in flowing through his chest feels like a breath of fresh air in a sunny, flowery field. yuck. he should stop thinking.

as casually as he can he cracks open the can of soda he bought, groaning when a few fizzles spurt onto his finger. "what're doin' standin' here like an idiot ?"

you don't ask him the easy question of why he's so curious to know what you're doing, the snide comment he made doesn't even distabilise you a little bit. you never did what katsuki expected you to. maybe that was what made you so interesting to him, regrettably. you definitely kept him on his toes.

you softly rock forward and back on your heels, a soft hum slips past your lips "i'm waiting for tetsutetsu. i need his face."

that was definitely a sentence. to hear on a tuesday.

"...the fuck did you just say ? "

"i need to...see, his face."

you seem to realise yourself that the response was absurd, and katsuki should feel insulted when you laugh in his face but he's sure that if he were to see his expression from another point of view it'd make him chuckle a bit.

"it's for my game." you continue explaining when katsuki raises a brow, mouth occupied with his drink "my tomodachi life island, i'm adding all my friends to it. i don't wanna make any mistakes on the faces, you know ? i promised tetsu i'd add him to my island, so i'm waiting for him now." you say, tone now a bit more cheerful.

katsuki feels his expression sour at the affectionate nickname, he gulps back his drink "and you're gonna corner him to stare at his face like you've been doing with everyone else all day ?"

you nod assuredly "yup."

"tch," he scoffs. figures you'd ask someone from the whole other class before him. not that he cares or anything.

you tilt your head, stepping a bit closer and katsuki almost jumps out of his skin. he hates how you make him feel, how every one of your movements no matter how small throws him off completely.

"you're mad ?"

"no." comes his quick, sharp response. his eyes won't meet yours after a couple seconds of your stare down match. you have those often, granted katsuki thinks you might not see them as matches like he does. you watch him like a docile bird but he feels like prey under your gaze.

he moves back to make space between you both but you step closer. his breath gets caught in his throat, grip now tight on his soda can. "oi-"

"why are you mad ?"

"i'm not fuckin' mad." he hisses through gritted teeth.

you snicker after a pause, clearly not convinced. and you tell him so. because you always believed katsuki needs your opinion on him.

"you're a terrible liar."

usually, katsuki likes that you're so outspoken. it was one of many things thing he respected about you. he also sort of liked how you laughed. it was soft and airy and it trails off at the edges, fading for only him to hear in instances like this. like the soft smell of your perfume that tickles his nose and--

"tetsu sure is taking a while, i wanna add him to my island already. i want to make him friends with kiri." you sigh, your complaint trailing off into a whine.

katsuki snaps out of his daydream to roll his eyes, this time making sure to take a full step away from you, as casually as he could. he chooses to stand a bit next to you, leaning against the wall.

"can't believe you'd waste your time on this shit..." he grumbles, he can't watch his tone enough for it not to sound bitter before it's already out.

"oh, bakugou, you buzzkill.." your eyes widen and you turn your stupid face at him with the smallest hint of a smirk, eyes twinkiling with thoughts katsuki already knows he'll hate. his lip curls up into a frown.

"i hate that face. whatever you're thinkin' fuckin'--stop.'"

"do you wanna be on my island ?"

you say it quickly, arms behind your back to fiddle at your hands excitedly. you talk like you're trying not to scare off a wounded animal. it should feel insulting, but an unknown instinct in him prepares to hiss.

"that's not what the fuck i said."

"but it's what the fuck you meant." you respond without missing a beat, completely straight faced despite what you just said. katsuki catches the laugh building in his throat too late until it clogs weirdly and he clears his throat to pretend it didn't happen.

and clearly it doesn't work to fool you, you smile a little wider.

"that's funny i...i was gonna ask you if you wanted to be in it, actually." you mutter, eyes drifting downards and away from his now. his ears prick up at your words despite himself.

"so..why didn't you ?" he mutters, trying not to sound overly eager.

you shrug casually, too casual for katsuki who feels like flicking you on the forehead for causing him so much distress over something so stupid.

"just thought you didn't want to.." you admit "i wasn't going to force you to be a resident against your will."

he huffs, remembering not to let his arms drop since he still has a drink in his hand. he chugs the remainder of his drink down, then turns and chucks it in the trashcan behind him.

"well...you're not hearing me say no, are you ?"

"well, technically you just did."

"cus you fuckin--accused me of sayin' shit i didn't say." he scoffs.

you roll your eyes but thankfully, you let him have this. "well bakugou, can i add you to my island ?" you smile widely, eyes crinkling at the corners.

he raises a brow, this time actually shoving his hands in his pockets "y'not gonna stare into my soul like with the other guys ?" he jokes.

this time you splutter, eyes darting around you. you quickly look off to nothing in particular to your right. "i don't need to look at your face."

his eyebrows furrow, insulted "fuck does that mean ?! why not ?"

"cus...cus !" you insist weakly. your lips pull down into a small pout and katsuki hates how cute he finds it. you look stupidly cute.

he scoffs. "that doesn't mean anything, just so you know."

"i already know what your face looks like--i'm already looking at you." you shoot back quietly, face completely turned away from him now, glued to the floor, staring holes into the tile below your feet.

pride bubbles in his chest. finally, he has the upper hand. for once, you're the one stumble over your words about him catch you off guard. thinking he might start to enjoy this too much, he takes his chance and steps a bit closer.

"well, now y'not..." he drawls lowly, "you don't wanna miss any details, right ? i'll get pissed off if you get my face wrong, i'll start a fuckin' riot on your island."

your shoulder shake with a giggle. then, with a sigh, you finally look up at him. katsuki hates how quickly his heart beats, how quickly he feels nearly cornered again. how thrilling it all feels. you tilt your head and he stares back, challenging, raising a brow.

katsuki doesnt know how long he sits there letting you look at him, but he nows he won't to stop you for however long you feel like standing here playing this game. he can't have you know that thought, so he speaks again, sarcastically.

"takin' your sweet time, huh ?"

your nose scrunches up and you playfully frown at him, tutting. "my island is on the line here. can't make any mistakes," you tease.

"besides i wanna...get you right. you've got a lot of details."

"m'pretty sure human faces should have a lot of details."

you rolls your eyes, but they dont stray far. he doesn't want them to."it's different right now..." you whisper.

"different..?" he utters just as quietly. he leans in slowly, so close now he can see your lashes flutter in surprise. yet, you don't move.

"yeah, you're...different," your eyes flick down to his lips before locking with his again. "in a good way."

katsuki gulps, his eyes flutter shut before he blinks then back open, you follow the movement with utmost focus.

it makes him dizzy, but you won't look away, and neither will he. he definitely doesn't plan on breaking first but he'll admit you're a worthy opponent. he can't tell if the way your eyes dart across his face means you're still analysing him or if this was something completely differnt now.

who was he kidding...whatever it was, so long as it was you he couldn't find it in himself to complain. or tell you to stop. because the truth is that he doesn't want to either when he thinks to lean forward again. just a little more--

"oh ! hiya, yn ! and the explosion guy !"

just as quickly as it happened the moment's over. a small shriek slips past your lips, katsuki's just quick enough to miss you almost headbutting him. your head whips around dumbly searching for the source of your interruption. you relax when you realise that metal freak finally appeared. just as quickly as you'd been batting your eyelashes at him your face hardens, your shoulders square up at attention.

"a-ah, tetsu ! c'mere, i need your face !"

"huh ?!"

katsuki wonders if there's a way to kill people in your game.

cashmoneyyysstuff © 2026 hey, this is my stuff ! do not copy, translate modify it or use it to train ai. if you want to take inspiration from one of my works, just let me know or mention me in your post <3

The ninjas are pitched an idea to have their lives become a reality tv show and camera crew follow them around, but Lloyd does not like this fact, especially when the camera crew start to become a bit too nosey into his personal life.

Now this part I had two ideas for, one is that Lloyd is trying to keep his relationship with reader a secret because he doesn’t want to draw spotlight to them and put them in danger. The second is that Lloyd has a daughter with reader and does not live in the monastery anymore and is trying to protect his family from the media.

Physical editions here! Brah this is the start of a… sequence let’s say. A sequence I’ve been waiting for but also it was extremely hard to write/organize, let’s hope i did it justice.

Spicynoodles Bio Parent AU (PREV/FIRST/)

❤️‍🔥NEXT 3 PARTS ARE ALREADY ON MY KO-FI❤️‍🔥

Me, looking what happened last time i decided to have a slight interest in smt and resulted in a 800 pages comic, a 1800 pages saga and its current 1400 pages sequel:

ᯓ★ 825 words part 10

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Previous: Our alien is jealous of Kohaku. They started having negative thoughts and questioning their existence. Would they ever be something more than just a test subject?

Yo gang. The last part was boring, time for some conversation. Bring Stanyey in

The question never left the alien's mouth. It's not like they wouldn't, rather, couldn't. The water around them continued to tremble faintly, disturbed by the pulse of their fins as the glow beneath their skin faltered. Emotions are overwhelming.

Then, for the first time in forever, the alien cried.

Not the way humans did, though. Why? Because they'll never be one. There was no trembling breath, no sobs or snots that tore through the silence, nothing. An alien's cry was quieter, sadder in its restraint.

The liquid shimmered around their eyes, suspended in the water like beads of light before slowly falling, one by one. Where each tear met the surface, it crystallised into soft luminescent pearls, sinking gently to the bottom of the tank, like how the feeling sank in the alien's heart.

Their people would have called it "shedding light". It was something that happened only under the pressure of immense resonance or emotion too strong for containment. A rare phenomenon in the eyes, but deep down, it is actually a weakness.

At that realisation, the glow around their body dulled completely, replaced by the faintest glimmer from the pearl that lined the bottom of the tank. Those are proofs of something they were never meant to feel.

They drifted lower until their hand touched the glass floor, their fingers brushing one of the fallen pearls. It was cool to the touch, weightless and empty, much like the emotion that had birthed it. Corny ahh

For a long time, they simply stayed like that. As the last pearl finally settled beside them, the alien closed their eyes in quiet resignation to the truth that... love, like light, was something they could only mimic, never truly hold.

Stanley Snyder wasn't exactly the type to tiptoe into a room. No, quite the opposite, actually, but that doesn't mean he's the loud type like Taiju. Even so, he moved a little slower that morning as the weight of responsibility hung off his shoulder like a heavy vest.

I mean, feeding the alien wasn't a hard job, but it wasn't something he took lightly either. Senku and Xeno's pet project was delicate and unpredictable. They said that it was something worth more than all their lives combined if you were ever bothered enough to listen to their scientistic rambles about "once-in-a-millenia biological goldmines" mimimimi bullsit.

So, fine. Stanley would stay and babysit the little glowing fish-thing for a day. Yup, no problem, easy work.

He pushed open the lab door with his usual no-nonsense stride, expecting the soft hum of machines and the flicker of bioluminescent blues greeting him from across the room. As he entered, the lights kicked on overhead, a sterile white sweeping across the consoles, metal counters and storage racks.

Everything looked the same as always. That's a good sign.

Except something was wrong. Something was totally wrong. He could feel it even before his mind could understand it. It was... a kind of stillness that didn't belong.

"Morning, fish. You still sleeping?"

No answer. Well, not like the alien ever been verbal with him or anyone in particular. Stanley frowned, his jaw tightening as he walked towards the tank in the centre of the room. He reached for the tray of shrimp pallets on the side counter, glancing up almost lazily before he froze mid-motion.

The tank was actually empty. Completely, utterly empty, bro.

"Oh, you've gotta be shitting me."

Stanley set the tray down carefully, yet his expression hardened as all his military instinct kicking in at once. He began move swiftly, checking the parameter, assessing the scene, looking for forced entry, clues and so on.

Unfortunately, as he circled the tank, something else tugged at him too, one that was annoyingly close to worry. He knew the alien weren't reckless, nor were they destructive. He was sure as hell that they also aren't the type to break containment or throw a tantrum like some of the scientists joked.

That damned thing literally spent half of its life floating around like a sunfish. How could they possibly have the strength to pry off the lid, or even have the speed to slip through the filtration vents? Something must have happened here.

Stanley leaned closer, bracing one hand on the tank rim. That's when he saw them... the tiny spheres scattered along the bottom like spilt beads. Pale shimmering pearls that have absolutely no part of any biological waste that Senku had ever mentioned. He narrowed his eyes as tension knotted the lines of his pretty face.

If he thinks about it rationally, the water around them is still crystal clear and untouched. No signs of a struggle either. Not to mention that there are no cracks or whatsoever in the glass.

So the alien hadn't been taken by force, meaning it had left on its own.

"I'm not playing this runaway bride game of yours, fish."

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ᯓ★Stanley is here to save the day!! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ Or not. Shorter than usual, sorry. I need to study for a test, but don't want to keep y'all waiting for too long. But uh, see you again in 2 weeks, hopefully.

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