coming in clutch with @morrotober days 10 (pop | crunch | ow) and 12 (underwater | submarine | "curse this confined space!") as warmups so i could finally finish day 15 that i’ve also waited last minute on and will post later ;v;
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coming in clutch with @morrotober days 10 (pop | crunch | ow) and 12 (underwater | submarine | "curse this confined space!") as warmups so i could finally finish day 15 that i’ve also waited last minute on and will post later ;v;
end of the year fic asks! what's your favorite line/section that you wrote this year? do one for each fic, if you'd like!!
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have been away from tumblr since november aaagh. time hasn't existed so this is my end of the year >:D ty for ask anon <333
under the cut since they're somewhat spoilery
Lukewarm, or something like it
for @ninjago-bingo, fulfilling the “sickness” prompt on my board! (posted below the cut)
Characters: Morro and Lloyd (ft. Cole, Zane, and Wu) Rating: Gen/K+ Word Count: ~13k
Tags: Sickfic, Strong Reaction to Medicine, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, losing control of powers, reliving traumatic memories, questionable characterization (wu the convenience machine for sure rip), no outright forgiveness but there’s lots of empathy going around, neither of these disaster cousins is equipped to deal with the other’s mental health, they still try tho, ninbingo
Description: Morro, freshly revived by the Rift of Return, remembers why he never wanted to be trapped in a weak human form again, and as always, Lloyd's eager for any chance to burden his little green shoulders with even more responsibility.
Ao3 || FF.net
+oncecalledcaptain
"Momma..." The girl nearly jumps as she turns away from the fridge, Chinese takeout container in her hand. Yes, it's nearing 1am, but what better time for cold sesame noodles, right? Eaten right from the container too.
Yeah. She was Buck's child all right.