#loc lego

[leresq]

Fox boy who hates everyone except the stoner skunk boy he rants to (they're very gay)

[cable-salamdr]

I’m just gonna start posting batches of my favorite tiny expressions that I’ve drawn because like… look at them.

[mx-julien]

many of us give Cole locs or twists down at his shoulders or right below his chin because vibes and also his lego hairpiece but CONSIDER Artist Lilly Brookstone making and painting porcelain beads to put in his hair. consider that his hair was quite long and when his mom died he wanted to save the beads but couldn't bear to see them everyday anymore. perhaps he kept them in a box and would think about putting them on jewelry but pull out last minute when he remembers he could lose them.

maybe he tried wearing his hair natural, in braids, and even defining his curls for some dance productions. by the time he joins the monastery full time, he's gone back to twists for some familiarity in the strange world he'd entered into.

but when his hair starts to gray he's only in his mid thirties (the stress of saving the world has been getting to him). and, after coming home one weekend, he realizes he hasn't seen the beads in years. misty-eyed at the sight of them, realizing he can't bear to be without them anymore. he can't recall his mom's face as quickly as he once could. now the reminder would be a comfort.

stepping out into the kitchen, holding the small box, his puffy eyes locked with his father's. he lifts the lid to display the contents and asks what he thinks. Lou's eyes water and he can't help but place the box aside and hug Cole. "Your dad hasn't had practice in almost twenty years, but if you can put up with that I'd love to help."

every time someone asks him where he got the beads that hang by his collarbone, Cole just laughs. "Have your mom make you some," he says, "these are one of a kind."

[rainofthetwilight]

chat I think I'm onto something here

[jasper-the-menace]

[long-lost-mcguffin]

cole ninjago they will never make me hate you or your husband or your 3 adopted kids or your less-than-decent cooking or your gay subtext or yo

[rikrime]

[moonriddles]

What's gayer

Being gay or

Sharing a card set with your enemy...

[olivescales3]

Anatomy study with Razar 👍

(do not tag as furry)

[salemontrial]

The cuties

[ninjakitten1699]

So

Caught up to Dragons Rising finally and finished the first half of season one (I presume) and I just gotta say

I love it so damn much already.

And since this is about Realms merging together, I know everyone else was talking about Akita, Vex or anyone else being back but I haven’t heard anything about the Chima cast making an appearance!

Come on you can’t just say the realms merged with each other and not expect me to be excited to see them again, especially in this new animation style!

Let me see my favorite floofy boy and his big scaly best friend! Let me see Laval and Cragger! Let me see the Legend Beasts if that’s possible! Come on! Give them over!

[damp-baguette]

I just realized something

Do you guys t-think…

[acidsaladd]

here they r!!! these were gonna be like a set with one other drawing that i did finish and posted

[id: three drawings of cole, kai, jay and zane from lego ninjago. they are drawn as humans in all three of them in a warm yellow canvas. in the first drawing, all four of them are hugging, jay on the very left then zane, cole and kai on the far right. jay has his cheek on zanes shoulder his eye squeezed closed and smiling, his arm reaching across zanes chest. zane is resting his head slightly on jays head, his eyes closed and smiling. cole is poking out from behind all of them, his head resting on zanes shoulder, he is also smiling with his eyes closed. kai is leaning his head close to coles, smiling and looking at the viewer, his arm is resting on zanes stomach. jay is drawn with brown skin and reddish brown hair, he is wearing a pink shirt and lichtenberg scars poking out of his short sleeve. zane is drawn as a black man with a cool undertone, he is wearing a light blue shirt. cole is also drawn as a black man with a warmer undertone and thick locs in a half-up-half-down hairdo. kai is drawn with slightly darker brown skin and a dark wine red t shirt, burn scars over his forearm.

the second image is a drawing of the four of them laying in a bed, cole on the far right, then kai, jay and zane. they are all half under the covers. cole is half sat up, one arm bracing his head and the other resting close to kai over the covers. kai is looking back at him while hugging jay close with one arm. jay has his eyes closed and mouth open as if yawning. zane is looking back at them, hands clasped over the covers. the third image is a drawing of them sitting and laying on the floor over each other. cole is sitting in the middle, legs stretched out in front of him, resting his head on the wall, eyes closed and mouth open as if talking. zane is leaning into him on the right, legs crossed and one arm is reaching across cole to hold jays arm. jay is laying down head pillowed on coles thigh on the left and his legs tangling with coles leg, his eyes are closed and he is laughing. kai is using jay as a backrest while laying down, hes resting one foot up on his knee, one of his arms is resting against jays stomach and the other is reaching at coles face./ end id]

[jasper-the-menace]

Tales of Chima as Text Posts

Because what's a soulmate AU without some shitposts?

[rainofthetwilight]

LEGO!!!!!! GIVE ME ARIN WITH LOCS NEXT SEASON AND MY LIFE. IS YOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[xozombiee]

nerd | p. parker.

warnings: praise, peter parker’s abs, fingering, marking, kissing, nerd kink😶…, dirty talk?, boring nerd facts

synopsis: peter finds out you’re secretly turned on by his intelligence and uses it against you.

study nights like this weren’t unusual. peter sitting by your side while your sat with your legs crossed next to him. text books were scattered across your bed since he was helping you study for a chemistry quiz that was this friday.

you shut the book with a huff, turning to the boy next to you. “i’m bored.”

peter looks up from his book, “you wanna take a break?” he asks.

you nod in reply, jumping off the bed. you stretch, your shirt rising up in the process which makes the spider boys face turn pink. you smiled, “you hungry? i can make some food real quick.”

“maybe later. we should take a break for a few then get back to studying.” he suggested.

you let out an exasperated whine, falling back into your rolling chair. “whyyyy? i hate studying. it’s so boring.” you argued.

“you said it yourself. you cant fail this test.” he replied. you frowned. “well not everyone is as smart as you, pete.”

“i’m not that smart.”

“yes you are! you have so many awards! and you’re like…awesome at everything!” you told him, making him smile.

“you’re actually so smart…it’s kinda hot.” you grumbled like an old man. peters ears perked at your words.

“hot?”

“yes, it’s hot!” you yelled, spinning the chair away from him.

peter took a moment to think. you were obviously embarrassed about it. so was there was more to the story? he smirked to himself as he thought of an idea.

he stood up from his spot, getting close to your ear, “did you know there’s enough dna in the average persons body to stretch to the sun to pluto and back—seventeen times.” peter whispered.

“seventeen?” you mumbled, turning your head to his.

“yeah. and, the earth has a mass of five point nine seven times ten to the power of twenty four kilograms.” he smiled.

you stared at him, eyes shifting to his lips every two seconds before you finally pulled the collar of his t-shirt. your lips connected. peters hands grabbed your hips, steadying himself above you. you stood from the chair, walking to the bed. lips disconnecting for a breath of air. your hands were pushing the text books onto the floor.

your knees met the mattress, your weight sinking it in as you sat. you wiggled your hips as you crawled across the bed. peter stared at you like you were the millennium falcon lego set you had gotten him for christmas. he was absolutely so in love.

he followed behind you, dragging your hips back to him. you squirmed in surprise, watching peter grin at you. his fingers played with the hem of your shorts and you were practically begging for him to take them off.

“is this okay?” he asked, tugging them to your thighs.

you nodded desperately, making him smile to himself. after taking your shorts off, all to be seen were the cute cotton flower panties you wore underneath them. a small damp patch was covering the middle, making all the blood in peter shoot down his body.

opened mouth kisses were placed along down your torso, “did you know a cloud can weigh about a million pounds.” he said between each kiss.

you felt insane for being turned on by this.

“peter..”you sighed, wrapping a hand in his brown locs.

“baby?” he replied. his eyes stared up at you, watching as you looked as if you were about to faint.

“need you…now.” you whispered. you just want him to stop teasing you and start pleasing you. feeling his breath near your core was driving you insane.

hands trace against the inside of your thighs, sending shivers up your spine. peter pushes the fabric that covered your cunt to the side, putting two fingers inside of you and curling them as he does, making you moan.

“peter.” you barely say below your breath, holding onto his bicep.

“shhh..baby. let me take care of you.” he said against the skin of your collarbone. you whispered in reply.

his kisses were so light against your neck. if you hadn’t known it was him, you would’ve thought a butterfly had landed onto your throat, fluttering peacefully. his trail of kisses moved down to your chest, then eventually to your stomach again.

“pretty girl..my pretty girl.” he muttered.

you cupped your mouth with your hand, muffling the cries of your voice. you couldn’t let your roommate hear, or your other colleagues down in the other dorms.

peter noticed the hand covering your mouth. he took the hand occupying your insides, removing it and pulling yours away.

“don’t get shy on me now.” he pouted.

your legs closed from the loss of touch, hoping for some friction as you rubbed them. peter brought his lips close to your ear, pushing your hair away from your face.

“i know you think about this all the time. it’s so obvious from the way you stare.” he says.

your eyes squeeze shut, “peter, please..”

“please what?”

you get quite at the next part, but thanks to peters enhanced senses he heard what you said clearly. 

“always.” he replied. you watched as he ripped his own shirt off, his abs coming into sight. god he was fine. he pulled back your underwear, watching as it tickled down your thighs.

peter entered slowly, bottoming out. for several moments, the bedroom was silent, apart from your panting. your eyes couldn't leave his figure.

you reached a hand up to push several strands of hair out his eyes. he pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back in, making you throw your head back.

fuck you were gorgeous with your head thrown back against the pillow, back arched. it wasn't the first time peter had seen such a sight. hell, he’d even took pictures and videos of it for himself.

"gonna fill you up, pretty." you nodded, the corners of your vision beginning to blur from the intense pleasure. 

you could feel the spark of your insides begin to light, almost as if it was about to go off. you were so close. “peter.”

“yeah?”

“close.”

peter grabbed your hips, adjusting them to his. he picked his pace up, making your brain fuzzy. the circles he was tracing on your clit added to the pleasure he was submerging you in. your fists grabbed the sheets as if they were going to save you from this animal of a man.

You were incoherent as you came, only whines mixed with slurred chants of his name leaving your mouth. peter followed quickly behind you; a whimper leaving his lips.

peter relaxed against you, his head falling against your chest. you laughed softly as his curls tickled your skin. “fuck.” you breathed.

“yeah, fuck.” he grinned.

the two of you laughed, holding each other tightly. the room was soon filled with silence once more. it was comfortable. as always.

“yknow..the world record for the most female orgasms is one hundred and thirty four in one hour. i bet we can beat that.” peter winked.

the room was silent.

a loud cackle was heard from below him, which is where you were laying.

“why the fuck do you know that?”

@xozombiee2022