Ninjago Oneshots [Not Completely Discontinued]

Artist's Block (Lloyd x Reader)

P.O.V- First Person

    I stare at my drawing tablet like it was my trigonometry homework. This has been going on for ages now. I want to draw so badly, but then when I sit in front of my computer, my mind wanders to who knows where. Lloyd sat beside me and constantly poked my arm and telling me to cuddle with him. I would refuse because as a fine arts student, you know you have to submit something to your professor. 

"Y/N, come on! You've been sitting there for ten minutes!" The oh-so-great green ninja whines.

"For the last time, Lloyd. I need to submit something to my professor at the end of January," I reply clearly annoyed.

"That can wait!" He says.

I looks at him with a tired face and say, "And what? Cuddling can't?"

   Lloyd nods his head childishly then proceeds to poke my cheek. I push his hand away and stare and my tablet. What to draw? I have to sumbit something to my professor, or I'll fail this semester. Ugh, stupid artist's block. The thoughts rattled in my head like children bouncing up and down in a playground. My caring boyfriend continued to poke and whine.

"Lloyd, for the last time stop," I demand.

"No," he says. "Not until this is done," he points at me then at my tablet.

"Then can you at least help me get over artist's block?" I ask.

      He replies with shaking his head. Rolling my eyes, I turn my head back to my monitor and the empty canvas.  My stylus pen laid on the desk just waiting to be used. While my tablet was just there, plugged into my computer. I hear Lloyd murmur something then the door opens then shuts close. Thank gosh, he's gone. I decide to get up from my chair and look out the window. The rain poured onto the streets of Ninjago. If this storm continues, my assignment would never be finished!

    I take my attention of the window and pay it back to my room or quarters as Sensei Wu had called it. The dimly lit room held all my sketchbooks, markers, paint, past drawing tablets, and many more things I choose not to reveal to any other human being besides myself, of course. Sometimes, however, Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon decides that he can rummage through my stuff and find very interesting pieces of art.

"Where have you been?" I ask the ninja that I was just talking about.

"Nowhere," he replies with a seemingly sly smirk.

"Okay, seriously, Lloyd. What are you planning?" I ask.

"Nothing," he replies.

     I mouth the word jerk and slump into my chair. Once again I am faced with my now turned off monitor and a still plugged in tablet. What am I doing with my life? I lift my stylus from the table and start doing some rough sketches. (Of course by this time your monitor is on, or Lloyd would be wondering whether you are sane or not.)  I hear footsteps behind me, but of course, I brush them off as Lloyd wandering around the room. Also, of course, I am completely wrong.

     Out of absolutely no where, a pair of arms are now wrapped around my waist. I let out a semi-loud shriek then hear a chuckle from Lloyd. I turn my head to my side, and Lloyd is literally hugging me like some sort of teddy bear.

"Lloyd, what in heaven's sake are you doing?" I ask trying to pry his arms of my fabulous body.

"Hugging you," he replies in a blunt tone, almost tightening his grip.

"Well, can you please stop that?" I ask still trying to loosen his grip. "I am trying to draw here."

    He replies with a childish 'no'and pulls me off my chair and on to my bed. I sit there like some sort of child that was forced to go to a hair salon with their mom. Lloyd nuzzles his head on my neck then probably squeezes me even tighter. By the time he lets go of me, I will literally be a gosh darn skeleton. 

"Lloyd, let go of me," I say.

He replies, "No."

I sigh then ask, "Why not?"

"Because I said so," he answers.

    I roll my eyes at the ridiculous acting ninja and now just stare at the window. I can't do anything no can I? Sighing, I know just stare blankly at my window awaiting for this session to end. I look at the blonde-haired ninja and smile at him. At least enjoy this time you have with your boyfriend, Y/N L/N. My thoughts are right. After all, I barely get to spend time with him since he is a ninja, and I am a college student.

    I relax a bit and just let Lloyd cuddle me. He looks at me with a confused look but shrugs it off anyways. The nuzzling and the cuddling continue for about forty minutes or so. After said forty minutes, Lloyd lets go, and I now have my freedom of movement given back to me.

"Has the all powerful green ninja run out of energy to cuddle?" I ask.

"W-What?" he says, "No, most certainly not Y/N. I just stopped because you still have your assignment.

"Am I hearing this right? Lloyd Garmadon letting Y/N L/N go so she can finish thy task given to her?"I tease.

      He rolls his eyes at me and murmurs something. I let out a chuckle before getting back to my work. I think he might have helped you get over artist's block, Y/N. Surprisingly, the voice was absolutely right. I was sketching and inking all over the place.

     I take a short break and turn my chair to Lloyd, who seems to be browsing my old sketchbooks. To be completely honest, I don't mind it that much. After all, he did help me get over that horrid thing called artist's block. 

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Hi, I finally got over writer's block. Hence why the title of this oneshot is artist's block. Also, I will be getting around to write a Cole x Reader soon. That is it, bye.

*Skip if you don't really care about Assassin's Creed*

Okay, so I just want to ask you, would you people prefer a:

A) Assassin's Creed Unity Fanfiction

B) Assassin's II Fanfiction (Any of the Ezio Collection games)

C) Assassin's Creed Syndicate Fanfiction

Please do comment your vote, and I shall be updating you on which one won. (By the way, these are not going to be oneshot books. Although I will be writing one soon.)

Also, here's a piece of 'art' me did.