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i like just posted but i made this five minutes after the my last drawing
no regrets
and a happy miles edgeworth breakdown day to the rest of you
Do you love the color of the sky?
Well, that's an interesting opening credits image, drama!
Are they chained together? HALLO THERE SYMBOLISM
Some ideas for Finn's coffin icon: Cookie cutter shark jawss,aa small curled up shark, a paint brush or... a tub of chocolate mousse (/j)
i spent time on this
ROTTMNT: Un-Leash
Raph: Alright, Mayhem. April asked me to take you out on a walk, so- *Puts a leash on Mayhem* There! Now you can’t get into trouble.
Mayhem: *Looks at leash and glares at Raph*
Raph: Aw! Who’s a good dog or cat or tiger thingy? You are! Yes you are-
Mayhem: *Sighs and teleports away*
Raph: Ah, right.
SWERVE PICS FOR MY BELOVED SWERVE FANS
yes I stole them all from my pinterest board yes BUT THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE HIM THE WORLD NEEDS TO WITNESS THE GREATNESS OF SWERVE
i love you giogio's gun adventure
Very real scene from the very real action movie GioGio's Gun Adventure 3 where hacker Fugo hacks things by slamming random buttons on the keyboard
Getting brain rot from this shit rn. Ok so basically it’s Lloyd x reader with Both povs: reader is absolutely SMITTEN with Lloyd. I’m talking like staring at him with heart eyes in math class type shit. Unfortunately, he is not aware she even exits. HOWEVER, she does have a collection of love letters addressed to him, that she has not sent due to embarrassment. Her friends find out about it, and however do not approve of Lloyd, are like “whatever makes you happy” and urge her to start putting them in his locker, one/ a day as his secret admirer. Lloyd gets them, but is skeptical at first, because he thinks it’s just another form of bullying/public embarrassment. After a few days of getting them though, he shows the rest of the gang to see what they think. They are *very supportive* of him, and encourage him to find out who it is. And after a while of running around with no lead, he finds reader at lunch, writing one of those beloved pink letters. You can go from there!
Fem reader, school au thingy
Reader is described as smart, flustered easily, basically an awkward Highschool kid
TYSM FOR WRITING THIS
𝚊/𝚗: 𝚑𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎! 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊; 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!
secret someone. | lloyd x reader
This isn’t like you at all.
A quiet sigh escapes you as your fingers fidget with your pen, desperately trying to tune into the lecture. It isn’t exactly difficult material; you understand it quite well. It’s just the fact that the teacher only teaches using a monotonous PowerPoint, voice droning on and on and on. In short, your goblin brain has been focused on something else entirely. Something with far more visual appeal:
Lloyd Garmadon.
Yes, the blond-haired, emerald-eyed son of an Oni warlord had become the subject of your schoolgirl infatuation as of late. For a few weeks now – almost a month – you've had him on your mind. You’re not entirely sure what triggered it, but you’d caught yourself staring at him one day. It all got worse from there.
Hell, you haven’t even really talked to him. Sure, he’s in a few of your classes, but you never were able to build up the courage to actually initiate conversation. Something about him was warmly inviting but also deeply intimidating, and you can’t quite put your finger on what that could be.
It could be the rumors – whispers shared in the hallway while the “Garmadork Squad” passed, about how Lloyd would eventually share the same fate as his father and drag his friends down with him. But you highly doubt that. From what you’ve seen of him, he’s super sweet to others no matter how badly they may treat him. You’d always found that admirable considering how the majority of the school is against him.
You’re snapped out of your haze when the bell rings, relief coursing through you. Thank the stars it’s the end of the day. You quickly gather all of your belongings before stuffing everything into your backpack, hauling it up on your desk so that you can zip it up. With that, you’re ready to go.
…
“Hey! Sorry I’m late!” you yell, spying all of your friends already seated at the café. “You know how busy the school gets when it lets out.”
“No worries,” one of them replies as you set your backpack on one of the empty chairs. You unzip it, grabbing your wallet before going to order a drink.
While you’re waiting for it to be made, you hear a little bit of commotion at your table.
You turn to see two of your friends crowded around the table, both looking down at something. Not thinking anything of it, you turn back around, idly scrolling through your phone as you wait.
Once the barista hands it over to you, you thank her. Then, you make your way back to your table.
Upon arriving, you find two of your friends fussing over a mess made on the floor.
“What happened?” you question, peering through them.
“I tripped and knocked some of our stuff over,” the first one replies, kneeling down to clean up the mess.
Your heart skips a beat when you realize that some of the contents of your bag have spilled, including one of your personal binders.
“Wait!” you squeak, pushing past them to gather all of the pink papers up. You shove them back into the binder, a blush adorning your cheeks as you pray none of them got the chance to read one.
To your dismay, though, one of your friends has already grabbed one, eyes scanning over the contents.
“Hey!” you say a little louder than you meant. “That’s...um...”
“What is it?” another girl questions.
“Aww...sorry, I didn’t realize this was so personal. Curiosity just kinda took over, I guess,” replies the girl that had been reading your letter. You grab it back from her, sighing heavily as you try not to be embarrassed.
“It’s okay,” you mumble, re-packing your bag and making sure it’s completely zipped. “Did...anyone else see it?”
“I kind of...told them. I’m sorry.”
You groan. “I guess it would have come out at some point anyway.”
“So...Lloyd?”
You sigh, burying your face in your hands. You should have just left your letters at home. “Yeah.”
“But he’s-”
“Don’t say it. I know. I get it. That’s why I didn’t say anything.”
“Are you going to tell him?” another girl asks.
“I haven’t even talked to him yet! I just...think he’s cute,” you mumble. “It’s probably just a temporary thing anyway. Besides, not one of us has even talked to him! Don’t you think people treat him a little unfairly?”
“I guess you have a point,” she replies.
“Why don’t you just put those letters into his locker? Like, you could put one in there per day or something?” another friend suggests.
You take a sip of your drink, taking a moment to ponder the idea. Hm...
“Yeah, you could be his secret admirer! That’d be cute!” someone else adds.
“I don’t know,” you mumble, fidgeting nervously. “I don’t want to make him uncomfortable.”
“Come on! It’s worth a shot,” another encourages. “Just give it a try and see what happens!”
Maybe it wouldn’t hurt? You’re not sure. But maybe she’s right – it could be worth a try. And perhaps it would make you feel better in the process.
You nod. “Okay. I’ll put one in tomorrow, then.”
“You got this! Good luck!”
…
“Man, our math test is going to suck today,” Jay comments, groaning slightly.
“Wait, what test?” Kai questions, turning to face the redhead with a puzzled expression.
“You’re hopeless,” Nya comments, rolling her eyes as the group enters the school.
Lloyd chuckles, attempting to match the high energy of his teammates. He can’t really bring himself to join in on the banter, though. Instead, he finds himself nervous to face the day.
“Anyways, see you guys at lunch!” Nya yells, following Jay and Zane down one hall.
Kai pats Lloyd on the shoulder before he and Cole go to their lockers. “Later, sis.”
Lloyd approaches his locker, fingers going to spin the lock around until it pops open. He pulls the door open, getting out what he needs when a pop of color catches his eye.
“Huh?” Lloyd mutters, spotting a red envelope resting on top of his belongings. He definitely didn’t put that in there. Someone must have slipped it in.
He picks it up, reading the writing on the front.
Lloyd
“Probably another prank,” he mumbles, deciding to open it anyways.
Inside is a neatly folded piece of paper. It’s a vibrant shade of pink, with cutesy doodles lining the right side and a paragraph of unfamiliar handwriting on the left.
Dear Lloyd,
Hm…how do I start this? To be honest…I guess you can call me a secret admirer of yours? I hope I’m not coming off as creepy!! But I’m too nervous to actually come up and talk to you…
So, for now, I’ll write about my feelings in the form of these letters!
To make a long story short, I saw you standing underneath the sunlight about a month ago for the first time. And it just made me realize how handsome you are. You and sunshine go hand-in-hand; the way it casts your blond hair in a warm glow, complimenting your pretty green eyes…I wish I could see them up close. They’re such an encapsulating shade of green!
Anyways, I won’t ramble for too long. I hope you have a good weekend! ^_^
Sincerely,
Your Secret Someone! ♥
Lloyd stares at the letter for a few seconds before reading it again to ensure that he was reading it right.
No…there’s no way he’d have a “secret someone”. This has to be another cruel prank, right? Yeah, that’s it. The bullies are just trying to get to him. The thought of it potentially being real crosses his mind, but he quickly shakes the possibility off.
He sighs, stuffing the paper into his bag and getting the other items he needs before slamming his locker and zipping his bag. That’s a new low, even for the jerks.
Letter forgotten, he makes his way to class for the time being.
…
You make your way through the locker area to see if Lloyd has arrived. Sure enough, you spot him opening his locker. You grow more nervous by the minute. Would he be uncomfortable? Creeped out?
The anxiety has quite a chokehold on you, but at the very least you wanted to give it a shot. Soon enough, he starts reading it. Oh stars…
You slow down slightly, watching as his face contorts into something of a conflicted expression. Uh-oh, that doesn’t look good!
He shoves it in his bag before he leaves, not sparing the letter a second glance. You feel your heart drop slightly, making your way to class.
You pull your phone out, sending a quick text to your friend:
He didn’t seem happy about it
Idk he looks kind of conflicted??
You shut your phone off as you begin your walk to class, hoping you didn’t make him uncomfortable.
Relax, hes probably wary of stuff like that bc of the bullying
And he might be shy too? So keep trying. If hes still not into it after a while then you can stop
But I don’t think a few more will hurt
You sigh, reading through the message before replying:
Okay, fine...
…
Lloyd thought the letters were going to stop after that.
But he was wrong – they kept on coming. One after another, and he wasn’t sure how to feel. Would the bullies even go this far for a prank?
He sighs, tuning out his teacher, who’s rambling on about something boring. Once more, he reads the latest letter:
Dear Lloyd,
I’ve seen the way that people treat you around here. I don’t think it’s fair at all. And despite their treatment towards you, you still are kind to them. I think that’s admirable.
People shouldn’t treat you differently because of your bloodline. I wish there was more that I could do to help, but almost everyone is in on it. I’m sorry I can’t do more about it.
I think you’re inspiring. Despite being subjected to their negativity, you still face them with a smile.
You’re so strong. I like that about you too. Don’t let them get you down.
Sincerely,
Your Secret Someone! ♥
Lloyd pushes the paper to the side, wishing his stupid blush would go away. At this point, he’s not sure of what he should do. Part of him remains hopeful that maybe, for once, someone outside of his friend group is behind this. And, even better, doing it with genuine intention.
The question lingers on his mind until lunch, where he finds himself squished between Kai and Cole at the group’s usual table.
“What’s on your mind, greenie? You’ve been pretty contemplative today,” Cole questions as he destroys an unsuspecting bottle of chocolate milk.
“Uh…” Lloyd trails off, debating on whether he should tell them. But then again…what else would he do? “It’s just…I’ve been getting these letters in my locker every day for almost two weeks now. And I don’t really know how to feel...”
He shuffles through his bag before pulling the stack of letters out. Kai immediately snatches them, shuffling through the pile and reading them.
“Damn, Lloyd. Looks like you have a secret admirer!” Kai notes, chuckling.
“Awww!” Nya coos. Lloyd blushes, averting his gaze.
“But, don’t you think it could be some sort of trick? Or another prank?” Lloyd asks, watching as Kai hands the stack to Cole.
“You said this has been going on for two weeks, yes?” Zane questions.
“Yeah…”
Cole hands the stack to Zane, who immediately scans the papers discreetly. “I find the likelihood of this being a prank very low. This handwriting does not match any of the bullies.”
“How do you know that?” Kai wonders, staring at Zane with mild intrigue.
“Because of the papers they have thrown at us in the past,” replies the nindroid. “All handwriting that I come across is automatically stored in my memory.”
“Ah,” Kai mumbles. “Well, there you go, Lloyd. You should find out who it is!”
“But how?” Lloyd wonders as Kai hands the papers back. He stares down at the pink papers, taking a moment to trace the handwriting with the tips of his fingers. Who could it possibly be? He wouldn’t even know where to start...
“Well, when do the letters usually appear?” Nya questions.
“When I get to school, usually it’s already inside,” Lloyd admits, studying the pink papers curiously.
“Maybe we could try and arrive earlier?” Jay suggests. “That way, we can weed potential suspects out by seeing who gets here early.”
Cole nods in responds, shifting his focus to a helpless pudding cup. “That sounds doable.”
“Then let’s do it,” Kai encourages. “Let the hunt begin!”
…
Day after day, Lloyd and the others arrive earlier to school, but to no avail. Whoever is behind this is better than Lloyd initially suspected.
Even so, the group keeps their eyes peeled throughout the coming days. As the week ends, Lloyd finds himself losing hope despite his friends’ encouragement.
Friday approaches, with Lloyd tucking the latest letter in one of his notebooks before heading to lunch with Jay.
“Any luck?” Jay wonders.
“No,” Lloyd answers. “I’m starting to think this person is a ghost!”
“Aw, come on, greenie. You’ve got to have a little more faith! I’m sure we just missed something,” Jay responds.
“I don’t know, Jay,” Lloyd mumbles as the two enter the lunchroom. “Maybe we should-”
He’s interrupted by Nya rushing in front of him, yanking Lloyd by the bicep and pulling him towards the table.
“Nya?! What is it?” Lloyd wonders, eyes wide as Nya hushes him.
“Look over there,” she whispers, gesturing towards one of the nearby lunch tables. Lloyd frowns, narrowing his stare as he slowly turns around.
At first, nothing seems out of place. The area is just filled with a few tables of students milling about, eating lunch and chatting.
It’s then Lloyd notices one group of girls in particular, one of which is writing. Upon closer inspection, though, he finds that she’s writing on…
“Pink paper!” Lloyd exclaims quietly.
“And there’s a red envelope next to her too!” Nya adds, pulling both Jay and Lloyd to their usual table. “So it has to be her!”
“Isn’t she in some of your classes?” Jay questions as the three sit down with the rest of the group.
“Yeah, she is,” Lloyd says. Wow. It’s you? He never would have guessed…
He hadn’t really spoken to you, but from what he saw within the classroom, you tended to keep to yourself.
“Lloyd, did you see her?” Cole questions.
“Yeah, I did.”
“She’s in my science class, and she’s really smart,” Cole notes, as the group eats together.
“Pretty, too,” Kai adds. “So, what are you going to do?”
Lloyd thinks for a moment before coming up with an idea. “I know exactly what I’m going to do.”
…
You sigh, your worries beginning to get the best of you as you head towards your locker at the end of the day. Maybe you should just stop? You’re starting to feel a bit silly.
Momentarily you debate on texting your friends how you’re feeling, but decide to hold off. Well...you only have one letter left. Might as well finish them off before you make a decision.
As per usual, you slip the envelope into Lloyd’s locker for what you believe to be the last time. With that done, you go to your own locker in order to get what you need.
Sighing softly, you open your locker, about to exchange items when a flurry of motion captures your attention.
Your gaze drifts down to find a red envelope on the floor.
“What?” you mumble, frowning as you go to pick it up. Had you missed an old letter? That would make sense – perhaps one simply fell out of your binder?
But, when you flip it over, you find that the handwriting is not yours. Instead, your name is scrawled across the front in childishly messy handwriting.
Wait...no...this can’t...there’s no way...?
You anxiously gnaw on the inside of your cheek as you tear the envelope open, pulling out the pink piece of paper inside:
Following an addressal to you, it reads:
Well...it took me a while, but I finally figured out who you are. You’re pretty sneaky, you know that? I thought it would be simpler to find you.
But I figured it out at lunch yesterday – I happened to see you writing on a piece of pink paper when you were sitting with your friends. And...well, I was wondering how to answer all of the letters, and then I just thought: “Why not turn the tables?”.
First of all, I just want to say that, while I was a little skeptical at first (I thought that it might have been a prank), I really appreciate you taking the time to write these and put them into my locker every morning. These past few weeks have been tough – you know, bullying, plus tests and stuff – but your letters have helped me face the day. I started to look forward to them, all while wondering who you were...
...and now that I know, it’s made me realize that I want to get to know you.
We have a few classes together. I know you’re really smart and kind. And pretty. But I don’t know much else.
So, let’s change that.
Look behind you!
Sincerely,
Lloyd
Your eyes widen, cheeks burning as you swivel around to face none other than Lloyd himself.
You squeak, somewhat startled as you clutch the letter to your chest.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I, um...I didn’t mean to scare you,” he notes, rubbing the back of his neck as he averts his gaze.
“No, it’s o-okay!” you stutter. “I’m just...well, kind of flustered, I guess. I never thought that this would actually happen.”
“You certainly didn’t make it easy,” Lloyd jokes, chuckling as he rubs the back of his neck. “So...want to go get coffee sometime? I mean, only if you’re able! And, if you want to...”
“I would love to,” you mumble, smiling softly as your heart races.
“Can you come now? I know there’s a cafe nearby,” Lloyd invites.
“Sure! Just let me get my bag.”
With that, the two of you head towards the café together, not knowing that this is the start of something wonderful.
𝚊/𝚗: 𝚒'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐.
𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗; 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘!
jsyk if there were more girls in the utmv i’d be a full on yuri blog. i’m saying this as a lesbian btw
Small art dump but im labeling each one cuz i luv talking abt myself
First up we got an old Valese design that i think is very cute 🤭 and sketches of trying to figure out a character i drew
Some gorgeous little baby ocs of mine that i drewwww. This thing is still a major wip but like here's some progress
Andddd a mount rageon oc that is based off of ningning from aespa 😋 i wanna work more on her shes sooo pretty imo and i love her
Maybe a little cheesy couple like, but whatever haha
Let’s give them these kind of summer day
YES
Transcript: I like the idea of Sans and Flowey working together instead of hating each other lol