I must sound. So much of a broken record at this point LOL
But!! I am so, so grateful for all of the memories we've made together on this blog, all thanks to you fellow clowns! Through ups and downs and mix-ups and match-ups, you were all so patient and understanding with me, and I really, truly appreciate that. It really does help me see that there's still kindness out there on the internet, and restores a bit of faith in my humanity <3
Remember that you can create! You can succeed! You can be loved, and you ARE loved and appreciated! Here's to many more milestones to come, and even if not, I'm so, so very happy with the circus we've created. Cheers to the clowns!
“stop looking at me like that! I’m not gonna suck your dick at the dinner table”
You would have never thought in a million years that your boyfriend, the stubborn Iwaizumi, would have a hard on while at a restaurant with your friends.
Iwaizumi has always been stubborn about things like this, he’ll never beg - he gives you a look - and expects you to just go along with it but not today! You hadn’t even got halfway through your meal yet and he grabbed your free hand and put it exactly on his crotch. Although you knew Iwaizumi to be a sweetheart that was often miss-interpreted by others just because he gets caught hitting Oikawa a lot, this is a complete shock to you. He’s never something so bold before.
With a shocked look and a upturned eyebrow you stared at your porcupine boyfriend with a mouthful of food in your mouth. He met your look with an almost nonchalant expression as if to say ‘what?’.
You chose to ignore Iwaizumi who was burning holes in the side of your head. Most of the time you felt the need to drop whatever you were doing to ‘help’ him but you’re in the middle of a diner and you actually wanted to have a good, wholesome night.
Now that’s the meals were finished and it was left to finishing your drinks, everyone happily chattered. To be frank you had forgotten about the situation before hand until Iwai grabbed your thigh with a tight grip, his fingers daringly travelling upwards.
“What are you doing?” A harsh whisper left your mouth as you narrowed your eyes and swatted his hands away. Iwai once again looked at you with the same look he had given about half an hour earlier but this time it looked needier. You couldn’t help but glance down and look at his crotch area which he hadn’t touched. You could practically feel your eyebrows fly comically to your hairline. He had seriously been sitting like this the whole time even when the waiters came to refill drinks and lean over the table where they could easily catch a glimpse of it? How had he not think to adjust himself?!
No matter how much you tried to ignore the stares of your needy boyfriend it became too much. You swear he was trying to look into your soul with how hard he was staring. Or was he glaring?
“Stop looking at me like that! I’m not gonna suck your dick at the dinner table” your words were barely above a whisper but with your harsh tone you sounded oddly like a parent scolding a child for doing something they weren’t supposed to do. Looking at it now, Iwaizumi slowly pulled the expression of a kicked puppy.
He sighs and looks away, placing an elbow on the table to cup his face in his palm. A wave of relief fell over your being as you fell back into conversation with your friends and trying to ignore the now silent rage that Iwai was in.
ping!
Your phone buzzed on your thigh, prompting you to look away from your friend with a sheepish look to see what the notification was.
Ok so for 600, I'm doing both an AMA and a little guitar thing (that is, after I get hw done and if I can actually get it to a place I'm happy with lmao)
What with his attempts to terrorize the people of Jamanakai Village, then proceeding to somehow release the actual mythical Serpentine creatures of ye olden days, and then his constant, unrelenting pranks that he subjected the ninja to on the daily? Yeah. The kid was practically a little terror.
But that wasn’t the worst of it. Oh no, that all paled in comparison to the cherry on top, the pièce de résistance.
Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon’s worst problem?
The kid would not stop making your mom jokes.
Jay would admit, they were pretty funny most of the time. But it was just getting so out of hand.
He tried to understand, really he did. He too suffered from an inability to drop stuff that had been worn out tirelessly ages ago. Maybe it was a Mental Illness™ thing. Not that Jay was trying to diagnose Lloyd or anything, but… well. Took one to know one, and Lloyd was definitely one.
But back to the problem at hand.
He would probably be less upset about the situation if Lloyd would stop making those jokes at the worst possible moments.
Like earlier today, when they’d been going head to head against the Serpentine.
To be honest, Jay hadn’t heard whatever Skales had said. But he’d seen the smirk slowly taking over Lloyd’s face.
He had been too late to stop it.
Lloyd had looked up, making dead eye contact with the Hypnobrai, and had loudly declared those two words in a one-shot-kill. “Your mom.”
Which was how the ninja had come home with a few potential concussions, mild to severe bruising, and one or two stab wounds each. As it turned out, Serpentine didn’t love when you said that stuff to them. Who would have figured?
“That was so epic,” Lloyd mumbled from where he was practically burried under the covers in his bed (naturally, he’d recieved the brunt of Skale’s genuine rage (which was a little funny), and so he’d been put on bed rest until tomorrow).
“Did you see his face?” he continued, beginning to giggle. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so pissed off!”
Jay sighed, smiling a little bit. “You’re the worst sometimes, kid,” he said, not meaning a word of it.
Nya and Jay, who had been laying drowsily cuddled on the couch, both jumped at the sudden shout from across the other room.
Kai walked in backwards, Lloyd following him.
“You heathen!” Lloyd yelled, “you fiend!”
“What did he do this time?” Nya asked, an amused smile creeping onto her face.
“Nothing!” Kai cried. Oh boy, whatever he’d done to rile Lloyd up like this had to be good.
“Nothing?” Lloyd parroted, holding his hand over his heart. “And now the denial! I may have no choice but to disown you.”
“Disown—? Lloyd, buddy, it’s not that serious!”
“Okay wait, seriously, what did he do?” Nya asked, leaning over the edge of the couch.
“He said,” Lloyd began, suddenly growing somber. “That Taylor Swift,” he continued, growing louder, “wasn’t that good!” he finished in what was practically a wail. “The disrespect!”
Jay shot up from where he was still fully lying down on the couch. “He said what?” he cried, suddenly invested.
“Oh my god,” Kai mumbled.
“She writes incredibly heartfelt songs about very relatable experiences!” Lloyd said.
“You’ve never dated anyone.” Kai deadpanned.
“You’ve never even listened to her!” Lloyd whined.
“Don’t knock it till you try it,” Nya supplied amusedly.
“Don’t worry!” Jay said, with the drama of a middle schooler performing Shakespeare, “there’s still time! Red Taylor’s Version just released this week!”
Lloyd gasped. “You’re right!” he turned back to Kai, smiling much more calmly, now. “Don’t worry Kai, you’ll be all better after you listen to the album with us.”
“I’m… unsettled by the tone you’re using,” Kai said, looking to Nya for help.
“Don’t look at me,” Nya shrugged. “You’re the one who disrespected their favorite artist. Ooh, we should watch the All Too Well short film.”
“There’s a short film?”
“Do you even go on the internet?” Jay asked.
“Mostly to post about how cool I am, yes.”
“I didn’t know you ran a fake ninja facts page!” Lloyd said, not even looking up from where he was pulling up the album on his phone.
“A fake ninja…” Kai muttered, taking a moment to think about it. “Hey!”
“Hope you don’t have plans for the next two hours,” Nya hummed, standing up so she could stretch. “I’m gonna go find Cole, he loves Taylor Swift.”
600 Special; Ghost Cole trauma? Could be Lloyd being unsettled by Ghost Cole post-possession or Cole dealing with the aftereffects of his time as a ghost.