Salt🧂💥

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Hi! It's me, Salt or better known (ig??) as p3n_i3!

For those that don't know, as I have yet to make this a public announcement on my other platforms, I am the writer of the following books!

Velleitie (Lmk x F!Reader)

Torn (Yandere Underverse x F!Reader)

Ashes to Ashes (Lmk x F!Reader)

Metanoia (Ninjago x F!Reader)

I have no real reason to making this account other than I just want to be on here just in case I want to reach outwards in the future. I don't plan on posting anything on here just quiet yet, but if I do it'll probably be silly things.

I’ll mostly use this to shove things i typically cant on wattpad down ur throat. like little head canons abt the reader and characters from my wattpad books. but if not:

I'll write oneshots, head cannons via requests or I might have them have the plot of some of my books! I'm not sure which fandoms I'll open these up too, but I'm pretty sure they will be ninjago, lmk and hsr/genshin, simply bc I have written books on those.

Other than that I would like to thank you for the amount of support you guys have given me with my books! I love how you guys interact with them and even share them on other medias and give them more popularity! My books wouldn't have grown as big as they have without your support, and I really do thank you for all of that!

So yeah, I'm just gonna leave this here until I'm ready! Until then I suppose :P

[p3n-i3]

Metanoia has done irreversible damage on me, it’s so good that it’s gotten me to write my own ninjago fic. Thanks for getting me out of writers block brochaco

OHHH MY GOD YOU AHVE TO TELL ME WHEN YOU PUBLISH IT ASAP I HAVE GOT TO READ IT

I LOVE YOU SO BAD IM GOING TO SOB IM GLAD YOU ENJOY METANOIA

chapters should be coming out again soon, i've gotten in a somewhat better place mentally. i've been using tumblr as a way to slowly get back into writing again, so expect some more chapters !!

[p3n-i3]

Hiii (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

I love your books so much, they’re definitely my favorites :3

If ur taking requests:

May I request [Thinking abt..] Kai x reader (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.

If not that’s okayᢉ𐭩

Srry if this doesn’t make any sense, I cannot spell/write for the life of me (•ᴗ•,, )

I'VE GOTCHU !! AND THANK YOU SM ILY SO BAD

Thinking abt...

[METANOIA READER USED]

[KAI X YOU]

While he's not necessarily an 'aggressive' lover, he does love showing his love in... odd ways!!

Kai it the kind of guy who would body slam you as a means of showing his affection. Whether that's slamming you into the bed late at night and then jumping after you, or running in your direction before leaping onto you after a long mission away from each other. He loves pressing himself on top of you in a way where his weight is almost toppling you over.

He likes being close to you, that's all, he swears to it! He knows that you're a cold individual physically, so he wants to be able to provide some kind of warmth. And the easiest way for him to do so is by throwing himself onto you, or holding onto you if you're not in the mood for his smothering.

His favorite thing all around is holding your hands, it's something that he can never get enough of. If you're not in the mood to tolerate all that he is, he will ask if you want to hold his hand instead, and you will, because you know that it'll make him happy. If you aren't down for cuddling late at night, he'll hold both of your hands in his. He'll hold them, playfully blow hot air on them before kissing each of your knuckles gently.

His hands aren't the softest, but they certainly aren't the roughest pair you have held. He had a few scars on them, whether they are permanent or scratches that will soon heal up, and you like to run your fingers over them. His palms are the warmest part of his hands, a few burn marks, again either new or permanent, are there as well. Though, he's not ashamed of the flaws his hands have, because he knows that you love them all the same.

Plus, his hands are the best thing to use to touch you, or grab anything that you need. It's what he uses to have any kind of point of contact with you, brushing his fingers against yours when handing you your weapon, or pulling you close to him. He rubs his palms up and down your side while smiling into your hair, muttering just how much he loves you.

If you're suffering from any kind of cramps, whether it's from training too hard or going through your monthly, he's there for you. Though he doesn't quite understand the pain that you're going through, he does try and be mindful. He won't make any comments, or try to keep them minimal, about your pain, just asking if you're alright and if he needs to move his hands higher or lower.

He is not a bed hog, but he does enjoy laying down late into he morning, not moving an inch until you do. And if you try to escape the bed in the early hours, he's quick to drag you back down to his side. He'll push his mouth onto your own when you try to protest, smiling when you finally return back down to his side, resting in his arms.

However, the reason for his moodiness in the morning has to do with the fact that he stays up late at night. Kai knows that you both have to be up early in the morning, but he just wants to spend a few more moments with you. Yes, you'll be there tomorrow morning and you aren't going anywhere, but neither of you know if something will pop up later into the day. He wants to spend as much time with you as he can before he closes his eyes.

While you do playfully chastise him on being stinky, he does put in a good amount of effort for you. He takes longer showers, takes better care of his hair (you insisted that putting so much gel in it was damaging) and wearing the scents you picked out for him. However, there's no getting rid of the small smell of ash that clings onto his skin, it's something that just comes with him.

Kai is the type of guy to flirt with you relentlessly, trying his damn hardest to make you flustered. And while he does succeed most of the time, on the rare occasions that he doesn't, he quickly tries to change tactics. He'll hold your hand, kiss you and pull you towards him, he just wants to see you bashfully hiding your face in his shoulder while trying to push him away.

However, if you try and do the same thing with him, he is suddenly not the confident man you fell in love with. So quick to flirt, but the second you give him the same attitude, he finds a reason to go do the chore Zane had constantly reminded him about. He gets flustered way too easily, especially if you initiate anything like kissing him. That's why you try and save it for moments that are a little more private, seeing as it's not something Kai enjoys around others.

While Kai loves doing things for you, one thing he is for certain not allowed to do is to cook. He was quick to be banned from the kitchen when he set a pot of water a flame, how that happened you don't want to know. That being said, you aren't the best chef either, so the two of you often go out for the night, something that Kai does seem to enjoy quite a bit.

In public, he is always quick to wrap his arm around your waist, holding you against him. There's almost no space between the two of you, and he is always leaning down to kiss the side of your head, smiling down at you. But, if you do want some kind of space, whether it's because you're getting hot or just embarrassed, he will opt to just hold your hand instead.

He is not afraid to tell the press about your relationship, in fact he's rather quite open about it. He talks about how lucky he is to have you and how you're lucky to have such an amazing guy like him as your boyfriend. Behind closed doors, though, he shows his appreciation with a softer under tone, and he isn't as loud as he typically is.

In the summer is where you decide to test the barriers of your relationship. Fire and summer dry heat do not mix, especially when Kai is the living embodiment of the element, that and he's really touchy. You have to constantly remind him whenever you're both outside to put some distance between the two of you, always making him frown and complain. Let him hold you and watch as you faint over a heat stroke, he will heed your warnings more next time.

Ray and Maya love you so bad oh my god, they are constantly bugging you and Kai. Mostly you, though, asking if their boy is treating you well enough before turning his way and scolding him, no matter how you answered. Not only that, but they are constantly wondering when Kai is gonna pop the question of taking this whole thing seriously. And while you both can try and feign that you both have only been a couple for oh so long, his parents couldn't care any less. Don't you think the last name Smith is nice???

Your phone is constantly being blown up by the brunette, doesn't matter if you're both next to each other. He's sending you tik toks and instagram couple memes, quoting that yes, you both look like two oragami frogs looking at each other. Not only that, but he's a suckler for doing innocent trends with you, posting them whenever he can with a cheesy caption that always makes you sigh.

Speaking of, Kai's social media presence is very prominent, and he is always on it at least once a day. He talks a lot with his fans through the comments, always makes sure to keep them posted on what he's doing, even if it's nothing. But one thing is always for certain, he makes sure to mention you every time he opens an app, whether it's posting to his insta story with a picture of your face, or tagging you in a comment section.

People think that Kai is too obsessed with posting you, but he insists that they are just jealous. If you don't like your face being plastered everywhere, he'll think of creative ways to hide that, but still show you in simpler ways. His favorite way is to block your face with his own, kiss you and hiding your grin with his hands, holding your so unbearably close people in the comments are practically gagging.

What's his is now yours, and he hopes that you think the same way, because he will be helping himself. While he can't exactly wear your clothes, he does steal some of your jewelry every now and then, a bracelet or necklace disappearing for a day or two. It's small things that he thinks you won't notice, but you're always so quick to point out the fact he's wearing one of your earrings. He doesn't care how 'girly' the design is, or if it doesn't fit his style, he'll wear them with pride.

That being said, he loves sharing his clothes with you, practically insisting that you wear them. His favorite thing to do is have you pick out what you want to wear the day before and wear it himself before giving it to you. The smell of him lingers on it, but your favorite part about him doing that, is the cloth feels like it had just came out of the dryer. It's warm, but not unbearable.

Kai is never the kind of guy to speak out his frustrations, but he does find himself doing so every now and then with you. While you're both laying in bed, his head tucked into the fabric of your shirt and buried in your chest, he'll let out a heavy sigh. Depending on the tone of the sigh, short and aggravated or airy and long, you choose to shift your expression to match his own.

He doesn't have a lot to worry about, but he does think about things in the past that still bug him. Like if you would still love him if he was powerless, that being the equivalent of asking if you would love him if he was a worm. Or if you thought how stupid it was that Arin and Sora aren't listening to the two of you, mostly him, seeing as he isn't the greatest teacher.

All you can do is card your hands through his hair and answer his questions truthfully. He doesn't like having everything sugar coated, and while he does love it when you sugar talk him, that's not what he needs right now. You both know when to switch up your tones depending on the conversation, that's what keeps you both going.

Speaking of him laying on top of you, he actually is a guy who prefers you sleeping on top of him. But, don't get him wrong, his favorite place to see you is underneath him and looking up at him, smiling. He loves how close your voice sounds, how whenever you breathe, it fans over his face, and how accessible you are to him right there.

But he's fine on the contrary, opting to hold you by your thighs while sitting you on his lap. Your voice sounds distant, but it's usually still loud enough for him to hear, and your hands have no where to go but on him. He loves it when you're dependent on him for support, whether it's in battle or like this, especially if you can't keep yourself up any longer.

It's always a struggle to get him to unwind and calm down, he's always so much. He's like a dog that will sit down when you tell him to, but instantly stand right but up when you turn your back, running your way. He's more needy at night, kissing you silly while you try to gasp and push him away, claiming that you both had to get up early in the morning. As said before, he doesn't care, if he's staying up, you are too.

His favorite kind of outings are ones that in the city, mostly dinner dates, but the occasional arcade or theater one. His taste in movies is terrible, so you're often the one picking and choosing what you both watch if you indulge. And he can't play a game by himself, he needs to pick one that requires two players and drags you to join him. That being said, if you're both there for long enough, he might get lost in himself and accidentally abandon you.

His apology for leaving you alone at the arcade, or picking a trashy movie when you allowed him to, is to go to dinner. He isn't a picky eater, and he knows that you really aren't either (or if you are then he knows that too) so he is typically good at picking restaurants for you both to sit down in. It's usually ones that you can sit down and really take your time in, listening to you talk while pretending that he's listening, and not staring at your pretty face.

Please kick him under the table and ask him to pay attention if you're talking about something important. Another way to keep his attention locked in is by holding his hand across the table, making sure to adjust how you hold it every now and then. While it may seem like he's paying more attention to the fact that you're touching him, it's rather the opposite. If you aren't touching him, he's wondering if you are going to, and when you do, he finally finds himself focused again.

He always orders for you, but always looks at you and asks if he got your order right. He loves that you're independent, but please let him do a few things for you every now and then, it makes him feel important to you. After all, what kind of boyfriend doesn't know his own lovers food preferences and what they would like to drink? Certainly not him !!

Kai has been paying attention to every detail about you before even getting to know you. Cole constantly talked about you when he joined the Ninja, and thus grew Kai's curiosity on the boys childhood bestie. And when Kai was finally able to meet you, he found himself seeking you out, trying to confirm everything Cole said and attempting to get closer.

He isn't the most jealous man on the face of Ninjago, but it does tick him off when someone tries to step in the way. Kai has worked hard to try and get you where he wanted you, and now that he has you, he really doesn't want to let go. He's not the best at relationships, and is kind of lost on what to do, but he is trying his hardest and that's what matters.

Oddly enough, his kind of attitude could be represented through Sabrina Carpenter songs lmao. He ain't the most freakiest man out there (he will if you let him) but he also is the kind of guy that would do anything to please you. He'll be more than happy if you're willing to give him a house tour, but he always waits for you to take the initiative. Just make sure you tell him when you want a break, as he can be a little too much, whether it's on the tour or just in general. That's totally not a metaphor btw......

He knows that you rule over the Departed Realm and is constantly questioning if he's now considered the King of the Realm. He sure has a knack for getting on Morro's nerves as well, constantly telling the Guard about his new 'position'. To which Morro will complain and blatantly state that you and Kai aren't married, so there's no need for Morro to abide by the brunettes orders.

And if you both do get married? Morro will claim he only abides to your orders lmao.

Kai doesn't seem to be the kind of guy to want a family, he takes a second to warm up to the idea. Wyldfyre was kind of his introduction to younger kids, specifically moody teenagers, and he found himself not hating the fact he had to take care of her. Sure, there were small moments that he dreaded, but you were always there to help the two of them work out there issues.

It's not until later that he brings up the idea, maybe after everything has seemingly blown over. While yes, there's a chance that something big might happen, but that's why you have brothers! Just off load the kid(s) off at their uncles and wish them farewell before saving the world. Please tell Kai that your brothers aren't babysitters, that they have their own responsibilities.

If he does eventually get you to budge, he is very keen on the idea of having two. Color him surprised when he has twins, that just seems like the kind of luck that Kai would be blessed with. So, you have to constantly tell him that you're not doing anything ever again, that this was a one and done situation. Poor you oh my god..

Speaking of your brothers, they don't necessarily hate Kai, but they question you why you picked him of all people. Again, Kai is great and all, but they see how much he is, and they wonder if he's doing all of this with your permission. Please tell them that you're okay and everything at home is fine, that your man just really loves tackling you to the ground like you're a football.

Since you don't have any parents to ask for permission to marry you, he's crawling to two different groups. On the a-side, there's your brothers, whom Kai chooses to say he doesn't fear but in reality, he's scared shitless of them. Especially Xander, being a middle child made his head so hard to get through, so Kai has to get the man to budge with a lot of convincing. It only took one whole afternoon.

And on the b-side, there is a guy he has known for a handful of years, yet still get's scared talking about you to. Cole is your best friend and is the closest thing you have left that is akin to family, Lou also being present at the question. While your friend is a little hard on Kai, Lou is pretty quick to accept Kai's proposal, eventually giving Cole enough confidence to trust the brunette. Doesn't mean your best friend won't be eyeing him down even more carefully now.

All and all, Kai is a very hot headed guy, but chooses to tone it down for you behind closed doors. He poses as a confident and flirty guy, but the second you're in a room alone with him, he decided that the ceiling is more interesting than you. Just reach forward and kiss him and he'll slowly loosen up, he loves you so much and wouldn't trade you for anything in the world. He'd let the world die if it meant he gets to keep you.

The Kai apocalypse is upon us

[p3n-i3]

I love metanoia, thank you for making that masterpiece. and the DOOMED YURI WITH HARUMI?? TAHT MADE ME CRY SO BAD AND THE ROMANCE IS SO GOOD IT MAKES ME PUKE IN A GOODWAY, I LOVE YOUR BOOK SMSMSMSMS AAAFGGGGGSJSKSKEKWJWBRKWLJ THE UNSENT LETTERS FROM COLE, THE DEVELOPMENT BETWEEN THE CHARACTERS?? and morro is just a silly fella there, AIAJAAJW ILYSM AND UR BOOK

IM GONNA KIDNAP U I LOVE U SO BAD OMG

THANK U FOR READIMG METANOIA IT REALLY MEANS A LOT TO ME AND IM SO HAPPY UR ENJOYING IT AWUGHHH

i love writing these characters so bad and i love the dynamics i have set in place for them. like cole and you being childhood friends to lovers, nya and you having a madohomh relationship, and morro just being ever so loyal to you ohhh my god i make MYSELF sick

i cannot wait to show u what ive been keeping to myself (kinda, i have a diva i hit up regularly on insta abt my book skmetimes) and im so happy h enjoy it omfg im gONNA SCREMANDJEJW

doomed yuri w harumi and u will also continue into crystalized so pls buckle up🙏🏻🙏🏻

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Thinking abt..

[METANOIA READER USED]

[COLE X YOU]

Don't let this man get his hands on you, lord help us all.

While Cole is the type of person who would never walk up behind you and give you a hug without warning, he does love having his hands on you. He loves coming up to you after a particularly rough day and just sighing into your skin, muttering things through your shirt. And while you can't exactly hear what he is saying, you know that it's probably for the best to not quite understand him.

You both are often found either lying on the couch with the boy staring up at you with hearts in his eyes, or in bed. There, he is still lying on top of you, but he's more open about his love for you, more willing. His head is buried under your shirt and pressing his mouth to your stomach, nuzzling into the softness of your skin and poking at scars.

When he's unwinding for the night, if you're already in bed, he'll sit on the edge and take his shirt off, sighing deeply. He'll often just sit there with his elbows on his knees and letting himself finally relax, taking a breather. Most of the time, you stay asleep, and he fully changes into his night shirt, but there's always a day or two through out the week where you turn around and see him.

You sit up and crawl over to him, wrapping your arms around him and resting your cheek on his bare, dark skin. He's always so warm, radiating a heat that you know you can never replicate, but that's what makes you yearn for it. You drag your fingers across the scars that linger across his back, making him sigh as he bends his head low, shaking it when he feels you smile smugly into his skin.

Your hands are smaller than his by default, smooth and barely roughed up, his are the total opposite. He loves feeling your fingers drag against him, your palms pressing into his shoulders and your nails clawing at his Gi. He tries to keep himself off you once you start it, but it's hard to stay away when you're looking up at him with that knowing smile.

He'll take your hands into his own, humming as he rests his forehead on top of yours and sway you both back and forth silently. Eventually, your hands will slip from his own and crawl up to link behind his neck, to which he'll place his carefully on your hips. He'll bend down and kiss you between smiles, listening to you giggle as he spins you around every now and then, you stumbling at the weight he was pressing into you.

You'll never have to do anything yourself, he's always there to take care of you, no matter what situation it is. He'll pick you up and carry you where you need to go, grab a cup from a high cupboard, anything to get your attention. He'll tuck you into bed, sing you a lullaby if you want, and will hold you tightly through out it all, he just needs you to know that he cares.

Cole will always check up on you while you shower or bathe, he just can't seem to leave you alone. The only way to combat this is by inviting him in with you, seeing as he'll never outright ask you himself, he gets too embarrassed. Yet, despite being flustered at the idea of asking you, he is rather quick to undress himself and join you as well, an all too large smile on his face.

If it's a shower, you'll stand in front of him while he helps you wash your hair, smiling down at you when you peak up at him. He'll wash your back and front, wherever you're fine with him touching, and give you kisses between them. To which, you snort and push him away, spitting the water he had accidentally caught between the two of you and watch as he laughs.

You'll repeat most of the actions as best as you can, finding it hard to clean his hair when he's standing upright. But he will most definitely allow you to wash his body for him, that is the one thing he often insist on you doing. First, he'll claim that he can't reach his back before turning over and stating that he wasn't sure if he did a good job at washing his front. And he's doing this all while staring down at you, that stupid smile on his face that you've learned to counter after seeing it one too many times.

If you're in the bath, you'll have to scoot over and make room for him, no matter how much he insists that you can just sit on him instead. He'll hold your head gently as you lean back into the water, rinsing your hair with warm hands, leaning down and kissing you when he's done. You'll have to keep him away when you're turned around and washing yourself, he'll end up dragging you towards him and kissing your shoulders.

For him, he allows you to sit up on your knees and wash his hair for him, but it's hard to stay focused. Most of the time, he'll turn his head upwards and smile up at you, giggling whenever you smacked him back forward. And if you decide to be nice to him and clean his back, he might end up falling asleep on you, sighing and leaning his full body on you.

Neither of you are ashamed of showing one another your full self, but that doesn't mean it flusters Cole any less. He's perfectly fine in the bath or shower with you, but the moment your hand reaches for the edge of your shirt, he's turned around and facing the wall. Whether it's just changing into your pajamas, or about to climb into bed with him, he's facing the other way and giving you privacy.

However, it's a little different when he's the one discarding his own clothes. He's always quick to tug his shirt off on hot days, throwing it wherever he can and finding his way to you, wanting to see your eyes on him. He's proud of how he looks now, and he wants you to know that he thinks that way, he wants you to see his body and be proud of it as well.

When you're getting ready for the day, he is always right by your side, watching you through lidded eyes. He'll try his hardest to stay awake, snapping up whenever you turn over and give him a gentle kiss, trying to hurry up and return it. His favorite part is when you're done with your hair and he can finally slot himself behind you, hugging your back and falling asleep on your shoulder.

Cole loves seeing you on top of him, he loves showing off how strong he is compared to you. He'll bend down and pick you up, sitting you on top of his shoulder and flaunting you proudly while you just sigh and let him do as he pleases. Or when it's late at night and he's holding you on top of him, sighing as the two of you drift off to sleep, knowing that you are both there.

He'll sit you on his lap and just hold you there, looking down or up at you depending on where either of you are. If he's seated on a chair, he'll have his face buried in your neck, pressing kisses to them that make you chuckle at the feeling. And if he's laying down in bed, having you sit on top of him, he's holding your waist and rubbing his thumbs on the skin, smiling up at you as you look down at him, hands on his chest.

If there's a way he shows that he's taken by you in public, it's by placing his hand on your waist. He'll wrap his arm around you and hold you to his side, smiling if you ever decided to do the same as he was. His favorite thing about you was arguably your sides, as they are not only ticklish, but so easy to hold between his large hands, leaving his mark if he held on too tightly.

While he's not the most physical person to date, he doesn't really have a preference for words, either. He'll tell you that he loves you, how pretty you look on top of him, and how you are the kindest person he's ever met. But he's also running his hands through your hair, pressing you against him no matter how hot it is, and kissing you with urgency, as if you are going to slip between his fingers.

Somehow and someway, he's going to find out how to kiss you throughout the day. He always shoots for three, one for each state of the day, but he of course tries to over achieve, he always does. One kiss when you wake up, one right before you eat dinner, and one before you fall sleep on top of him, those were the mandatory kisses.

But he'll always try and get more, whether it's sneaking you one in the kitchen, or giving you one before you go on a mission. If he's unable to do either, he's fine with dragging you away to a quiet corner and just having you all to himself. He loves kissing you, and his favorite spot is arguably your lips, but he does also enjoy kissing your stomach and neck from time to time.

He loves how cool your skin feels against his, he loves having your hands all over him and he loves having his all over you. There's not a single area on you that Cole is unfamiliar with and the same could be said for you. You both know each other inside and out, emotionally or physically, there's nothing the two of you do that would be able to hurt the other.

It's not because he loves the feeling, well duh he does, but he loves knowing you. He loves that he is able to make you happy with a few words, or making you sigh in bliss when he kisses you just right. And he loves it when you're able to reciprocate the feeling, but he prefers taking care of you, not the other way around.

Cole will do whatever you ask of him if it comes down to that, he's always there for you. He'll kiss you, touch you and hold you if you ask for it, he doesn't care in the slightest, he will always do it for you. He's loved you for so long, waiting for this for so long, so please allow him to be selfish, just this once.

what a freak

[p3n-i3]

thinking abt..

[METANOIA READER USED]

[COLE X YOU]

Cole loves you so much that it makes everyone else sick.

It's not that he absolutely smothers you with everything he has, no, he is more gentle in his approach with loving you. It's just the way that he stares at you that makes everyone sick, his face almost smug. He knows he has won, he knows that he finally has you, and he can't help but flaunt it when he can.

And you? You stare at him in the exact same way when his back is turned, so adoring, so loving. The two of you had spent silent nights yearning for the other, worried about the fact that they never liked you back. But there was a subtle shift after a little while, a change that made you both sure that everything was going to be alright, that you both knew what you wanted. And that was, you wanted each other.

Cole has known you for a long time, and he wishes to keep knowing you for the rest of his life. You were his best friend, you still are but now you have an even prettier label slapped onto it, you are his lover. Every part of him loves you, no matter how much you hate it, and he can't help but just admit the fact that he had gotten so lucky with you.

You both are polar opposites in so many ways, but that is what makes the two of you work out so well. His hands are large and warm, able to pick up your smaller and colder ones with ease. Your body is only littered with two or three prominent scars, while his carries wounds with stories he would spend hours explaining.

But one thing you both shared, was not just your love for each other, but the strength you both had. Cole's was inherited from his mother, of course, but he built upon that to get where he is now, and he couldn't be more proud of himself for it. While yours was built up from the mental fights you often had late into the night, wondering how strong you had to be to keep Cole safe. That and Lou always needed your help moving things around his house.

Cole's father adores you, and he knew before either of you that the two of you were absolutely smitten for the other. He would sit down next to Cole whenever you weren't around, reassuring the boy that falling in love with you wasn't the end of the world. While with you, he would hold you in his arms as you sobbed about loving another, scared that Cole would disappear just like everyone else if you loved him too hard.

Everything you've loved, you loved it to death. You did it with your father, and then you did it with your mother, watching as they two of them passed without so much as a blink. You even find it hard to keep flowers in the back of Monastery alive, all your hands know how to do it bring death. You reek of it, and there's no way you can change it, you are sure of it.

But Cole was different, you knew he was, and he knew that he was as well. He was the only thing that you truly loved that never left, never wilted and never died, he stuck by your side through everything. He would often tell you that even if he did die, he would still be by your side, lingering as a lost spirit while you cried in his ghastly arms.

His favorite thing to do with you, is to just be around you, but mostly holding you close to him. He had left you long ago to become a Ninja, and he wasn't sure if he'd ever come back, so he took what he could get before he left. But when you joined the team, and left your mark, he couldn't help but selfishly attach himself to you constantly, worried that either you or him would leave again. Please, tell him that you aren't going anywhere.

It's even worse after the Merge, when he finds you again he just can't keep to himself. His hands are all over you, holding your face, shoulders, hugging you against him, sweeping you off your feet, he's always there. Whether it's you just standing around, or lying right next to him in best, he's holding you in the kindest way he can provide, kissing you softly, yet just as deep as his love.

You both grew up with one another, going through the best and the worst together, thick and thin. He got into a couple of fights that weren't made for him, but he did it because you needed him, he was always there. And even now, he still gets into a few scuffles, but he tries to keep himself dignified, refusing to raise a hand unless the situation proves to be necessary.

He knows what you're scared of, and you know what he is scared of. He knows that you fear losing another person that is so close to your heart, so he is always there, always holding you tightly. And you know that he's scared of never being enough, not being strong enough, so you constantly try to reassure him that he is enough.

You do this by allowing him to pick you up throughout the day, throwing you over his shoulder and chuckling when you kick your feet around. Or having him pick up things that are just a little heavier than average things, even though you know you can pick it up yourself. You just love seeing the smile that it brings to Cole's face whenever he does either of those things, knowing that he is strong enough to hold not only you up, but everyone else as well.

His hair is two toned, the top half of it a familiar black while the bottom is a shade of white that sticks out like a sore thumb. You both know it's a result of him becoming physical once more after being a ghost for so long, but you both have different opinions on it. While Cole sometimes tries to hide it with the thick mass of his black hair, you encourage him to show it off.

You love running your fingers through it, pulling his black strands away and pulling the white ones forward. His hair is thick and heavy, and it really weighs down on him in either the summer or within the desert heat. He's always sitting down in front of you, pressuring you into fixing his problem while laying his head down on your lap, nearly falling asleep at that alone.

So, you tug at his hair and pull it every which way, asking if he preferred one style over the other. Cole loves it when you play with his hair, and he doesn't care how you do it for the day, so long as you're happy. If that means he has to look like a fool with two small pigtails sticking straight up off his head then so be it, he will wear them with pride.

But your favorite, and his by default, is whenever he allows you to split the two colors in half. His hair isn't terribly long, but it's long enough to be pulled back and out of the way, making a bun if you had the right hair tie. You love how he looks with the half up and half down updo, and he loves watching you giggle over it whenever he's around, so it's a win-win in his book.

Even before the two of you started to date, you were always comfortable enough to get dressed and undressed in front of one another. Cole would always turn the other way to keep some of his dignity in tact, while you would always shamelessly stare at him whenever he did the same. And while Cole was completely fine with you staring, it flusters him to an extent that he didn't know he could reach.

His body was something he used to very self conscious of when he was in his adolescence. The other Ninja would often tease him on it, claiming that he ate too much cake or other foods that weren't considered healthy. And while he knew that they were just joking, it slowly ate at him over time, wondering if he truly was gaining a bit more weight than what he thought he was.

He wanted to see you badly, but with everyone pointing fingers and claiming things, the want to do that started to die down. What if you didn't like how he looked now, what if you thought he looked better then than he did now? It ate away at him so badly, that he started to stop doing the action as a whole, hoping that if he ever saw you again, he would still be the same.

But when you came back around, you took clear notice of it throughout everything that was going on. There was chaos unfolding around you both, but the only thing you were focused on was him and his health. It was enough to bring him to tears in private, wondering just why he thought you wouldn't love him just as you had when you were both younger.

Speaking of cake, Cole is rather fond of chocolate flavorings, red velvet being a close second. While you, on the other hand, choose to indulge in vanilla, white chocolate if you were feeling fancy, rarely ever eating the ladder. It's not that either of you hated the flavor, it was just a simple preference that you both had, and it was something the others chose to point out as well.

It was a little funny to them, the two of you liking the exact opposite flavor of the other. Cole doesn't mind eating vanilla, and you don't mind eating chocolate, but you both have your preferences, and you both have that memorized. The same could be said with your normal food habits as well, Cole wanting more savory and homey foods, while you choose to eat things that are more on the daring side.

Cole isn't the kind of guy that gets jealous easily, he finds himself pretty comfortable with your relationship. He knows that you love him unconditionally, and he feels the same way towards you, and he makes sure that is very clear. However, he can't help but feel a little off put whenever another person shows any kind of interest in you, he can't help it.

Like whenever Kai started to pry a little too deeply about your personal life with the Earth User. Cole wanted to believe that maybe Kai just wanted to know more about who he grew up with, that seemed like a logical answer. But he couldn't help but see the way Kai's eyes softened at Cole's words, muttering your name to himself every now and then, even before the two of you had officially met.

It was even worse when Cole went down to his hometown in search for his father, hoping to get some dance lessons from the man. The others were respectful within his father's home, keeping to themselves and making sure their manners were spot on. Kai on the other hand, was shamelessly digging through family photos, pointing out ones on the wall and asking if those were you.

Cole would just grab the book from his hands, or tear the photo off the wall with nothing but a light glare. It wasn't his fault that he wanted to keep you to himself, you were his best friend, his only friend for a long time, he wanted to be selfish with you. And when all was said and done, though he desperately wanted to see you again, he was glad that you weren't there at Lou's when he visited.

He's not a jealous man, but he is a little selfish when it comes to you, and you are the exact same way. You are still calm in your ways, but your patience always runs thin whenever someone else comes into the equation. You always slap away whoever is nearby when you're out with Cole, shooting glares at those who got a little too close for comfort.

You know that Cole has fans, that much can't be helped, but do they really need to be looking up at him like that? He is very attractive, you for sure know that, but that side hug looked a little too personal for your liking. And Cole being Cole, he allows his fans to get as close as they need without pushing his own boundaries, completely aware of you standing right behind him staring holes into his head.

The same could be said for Cole as well, being as you are arguably more popular than him, that he can't help. You are the Ruler of the Departed Realm, of course people are going to come flooding your way, praising you high and low. However, you are more strict on things, pushing away a few who got a little too close for a photo, only allowing those kinds of pictures if Cole was in them as well.

Long before the two of you started dating, there were already rumors flying around about your relationship. People knew that something was going on behind closed doors, always pressing cameras in your faces and asking if the two of you were really just fiends. It flustered the two of you to an extent, trying to push away and state that yes, you were both just friends, but it slowly got harder to say. Yes, you were both friends, but was that really what you wanted?

Cole is a very lazy lover, not in the ways you assume it, though. He does go out with you, he does take you to dinner whenever he wants to. But his favorite moments are when the two of you are just side by side, laying on top of one another or having your head rest on his lap, or vice versa.

He loves having you lay on top of him when you both crawl into bed, it grounds him and reassures him that you are still there. However, you both are major bed hogs, so throughout the night, you will flip on and off him, favoring the other side of the bed more. Cole, knowing this, always has his hands on you somehow, either that be his leg tangled with your own, or his hand holding yours, preventing you from falling off the bed.

When there's no pressing matters at hand, Cole likes to lay in bed with you, either with a game in from of him or a movie. While you may think that you're the one laying in his lap, it's the exact opposite, he's laying in yours. His favorite way to do so is by sitting on the floor and hugging your body tightly, your legs on his shoulders and keeping him warm. He likes it for the simple reason that he can just glance up at you whenever he wants, and he likes how you card your hands through his hair as well.

In bed, if either of you are watching a movie or you're reading a book, he'll once again situate himself between your legs. He'll hold your body and rest his head underneath your chest, burying himself in the fabric of your shirt. He loves how you smell, doesn't matter to him if you just got done training, and he loves how cool your skin feels on his face. Every now and then, he'll even plant a little kiss there, just so you know that he's still awake, and that he loves you.

You have a knack for wearing Cole's clothes, whether it's to bed or for a quick arena run. It had always been a habit since you guys were kids, accidentally mixing your laundry with his but being none the wiser to find out why the shirt you were wearing was too big. And Cole loves to see you in his clothes, especially when you're both out and about.

There are more than enough pictures of you in magazines sporting either his shirt or pants, sometimes both if you're really in a hurry. You find ways to incorporate any of Cole's clothes into your style, whether that's by layering his shirt with yours, or just wearing one of his belts. You'd even go so far as to wear his own socks, but that is a less noticeable clothing option, and you don't go for it often, seeing as his feet are bigger than yours.

Whenever you two go out, expect Cole to be holding his phone up and asking you to smile. He loves capturing moments with you and keeping them to himself, or sharing them with his father. His lock screen on his phone is a collage of you, maybe him in a photo or two, but he tries to crop that part of it out.

And at the end of the day, after a particularly rough mission, Cole is always crawling back into your arms. To which, you hold him gently and rub at his scalp, cooing to him that everything was going to be okay. You tell him how proud you are of him, and that you wouldn't have chosen anyone else in this world to spend your time with, bringing the boy to tears.

He tells you all that is troubling him, his fears and what he doesn't want to happen, hoping that you will say something he wants to hear. And you always do, you always know what to say, how to fix his problems with just a few words and a kiss. He always cries softly at this, pressing himself closer just so he can feel you once more.

You tell him not to worry about everything right now, to just think about the future and what it holds for you both. You tell him to think about the two of you inside of a chapel, the day of your wedding where it's just the two of you and no one else. To think about the day afterwards, spending your nights curled up next to one another, alone and finally one.

Cole yearns to have a family with you, to have something that you both could call your own. He sees how beautiful you look with children in your hands, how you look down at them with so much care in your eyes. Especially with little girls, the ones that look up to you, stating that they want to be exactly like you when they grow up. Strong and with an amazing boyfriend.

He knows that you will always give him what he wants in the end, so he just plays the waiting game. He'll bring up the idea after a meet and greet, watching as your eyes slowly turn over to him, your smile growing over time. You just hold him close and tell him to wait, that eventually, it'll just be the two of you and however many he wants. You're willing to give him as many as he wants, you just love seeing him happy.

Cole loves you so much it hurts, every kiss, every hug and every soft spoken name is said with his undying love for you. He holds you close because he's scared you'll slip through his fingers like grains of sand. But you know that you won't, that you too dream of a future with him, one where it's just the two of you, or three, or four...

felt a lil sappy, next one gonna be freakay

[p3n-i3]

Thinking abt..

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[JAY X YOU]

Your favorite thing about Jay is arguably his freckles.

You have each and everyone one of them memorized, from which ones disappear during the winter, to the ones that stay through the summer. The ones that are lined underneath his two colored eyes are some of your favorites, tracing and connecting them late into the night.

And Jay? He loves his freckles because you love his freckles. He always holds in a childish giggle whenever your fingers ghost over his skin. Your fingers are cold, but Jay doesn't mind, he loves feeling them all over his body, tracing nonexistent lines with them. And when your nails drag against his back, he can't help but sigh in bliss, wondering how he managed to get so lucky with you.

Though you pay a good amount of your attention to the freckles that dust his face, you love the ones that are spread across his body just as much. The ones that line his shoulder are always victims of your abuse, your mouth kissing each and every one of them as Jay presses himself against you. They are heavily cluttered at the roundest part of his shoulders, fanning out across his collar bone and dissipating once they reach his chest.

Late at night, you'd lay on top of him as he holds you, staring down at you with the brightest smile. Your hands are all over him, rubbing his shoulders with your palms before tapping your fingers onto the fading freckles that led to his neck. You always make sure to kiss the few that laid there, feeling him shiver and giggle at the ticklish feeling, opting to just hold you closer.

And when you sit behind him after a particularly rough training session, you're kissing the base of his spine with fleeting touches. Your fingers scratch at his vertebrae, feeling every ridge as you drag it down, your cheek pressed to his shoulder blade. His back has the least amount of freckles than the rest of him, but you love it all the same. Jay loves to press it against your chest and beg for your arms to wrap around him late at night, he loves it when you hold him.

His skin is pale, and his freckles are dark, often kissed pink with a blush that he can't help. Whether that's on his face or down by his sides, he can't help but grow shy when around you, knowing what you're capable of. You always manage to make him speechless with such a simple glance, but when your hands are all over him, and you're kissing him so tenderly, he is gone. The moment your hand graces any part of him, he's already sighing and leaning into you, begging for you to continue with your affections.

The sides of his body have large splotches of freckles before fanning out and down his hips. You love to hold onto them underneath his shirts, smiling down at him as he tries to reciprocate your actions, wanting you to feel just as warm as he was. But it's hard when you're looking down at him with so much love in your eyes, kissing him silly while he just can't help but submit to it.

And First Spinjtizu Master forbid you find the lightening scars that cover random parts of his body. They are numb to most feeling, as scars usually are, but they always feel your kisses, feel the pads of your fingers. You're so gentle with them, so caring and kind as you trace over them, humming as you hold Jay close, the boy still and allowing.

He's never able to get in the shower alone, always dragging you in with him with a subtle tease. He adores the way you help wash his back, the way you go through his hair routine with nothing but a smile. And you love how he does the same, helping you rinse your hair and make sure you don't drown underneath the water.

While in there, he can't help but repeat all that you have done for him, smiling and kissing you, much similarly to how you were earlier. It's here where he finally sees the scars that you are adamant on hiding, tracing his own fingers across them. His favorite one to kiss, to touch, is the one on your stomach, right above your belly button and just below your chest. He knows that scar isn't one you're proud of, that it's from a time you'd rather not recall, but he can't help but adore it.

You're strong, physically stronger than him, and he absolutely loves that about you. He loves crying wolf and crawling to your feet, begging for you to have some kind of pity on him, claiming he didn't know any better. And he does this because he knows you will just bend over and trace your hands over his face, claiming that he's the strongest man you know. So when you finally kiss him and pat his cheeks, he's happily turning back around and joining the fight once more.

He loves it when you throw him over your shoulder, holding him by his popliteal with just one of your hands. The other is holding the back of his Gi with care, the boy planting his hands right onto your back dimples. Whether he's doing it so that he can complain, shouting at you to put him down, or doing it so that he can stare at the back of your head with love, it's all the same. You're holding him and dragging him away from wherever he is, all so you can have him to yourself once more.

Nights are spent with hushed voices and exchanged giggles, rolling around with one another when you should be sleeping. Jay loves cuddling you, he loves having you hold him and often times he loves holding you. While you're not quite as small as his favorite stuffed animal, he'd argue that you feel much more comfortable than the stuffy that looks like it had seen better days. However, he still keeps it on the bed with you both, through thick and thin. Mr. Cuddlywomp stays.

And while Jay loves having you hold him, having you take control of the situation, he can't help it when he feels a little selfish. He adores having you under him, hugging you so tightly and squeezing you dry of any love you can offer. He loves it when your hands have no where else to go but his hair, or his shoulders, rubbing them while he bends down and kisses you.

He loves it when you wrap your legs around him, holding him still so that you can admire his face as he hovers above you. Smiling and giggling when you start counting his freckles once more, fingers grazing over each and every one of them. The way your eyes soften as you stare up at him, stating that he was so beautiful looking down at you like that. Jay loved being above you, because that meant you were only able to look at him, and he loves it when you look at him.

Whenever you aren't feeling the best, Jay is always by your side, whether it's because you're sick or just tired. He will lay in bed for as long as you need, feed you himself or do whatever you desire to feel better. He will dress you, do your hair and put his up in a similar manner, claiming that you're both matching before dragging you out of your shared room.

His favorite moments during the day are when you're curled up or wrapped around him while he sits in the living room. You allow him to play video games so long as you are in the vicinity, as you adore how serious he gets while playing them. His brows furrow ever so slightly, and the one that has a gash in it always seems to twitch whenever he knows he's about to win.

You either choose to lay on the side, your feet in his lap as you burry your head into a nearby pillow. This allows Jay to be as dramatic as he wants, screaming at the screen or even throwing his head back in frustration. It's not often that you do this, but you do know what games set him off, and what levels he hates, so you always keep an eye out for them.

Or, you're laying your head in his lap, face buried in his stomach as your arms wrap around him. It is here that you find yourself falling asleep for your afternoon naps, Jay resting his hands on your head, carefully clicking around on the controller. Every now and then, he'll card a hand through your hair, smiling as he feels you tighten your grip on him and shuffle closer. It doesn't matter what shirt he's wearing, or if he's wearing one, you will always find yourself buried right there when he sits down.

If Jay decides that he wants to help you test out a few new brands of makeup, he is seated down in a chair with you on his lap. He's holding your waist and staring up at you with so much love in his eyes that it's almost poisonous. Whether it's you attempting to put mascara on him, or shamefully smothering him with kisses, trying to find which color looked best on his pale skin, he's always there.

His favorite parts are, of course, when you lean down and kiss him, asking if that lipstick or lipgloss felt better or worse than the previous. To which he'll hum and state that he wasn't sure, won't you kiss him again? He needs to collect all the data he can so that he can give you a proper answer.

Kiss him as many times as he needs, or as you want, rub his face raw with makeup remover, and his answer will stay the same. You could both sit there for hours, you on his lap while he rubbed at your hips, your lips all over his. It could be dollar store containers, or designer ones, but he'll still manage to slip out between each kiss that that one was his favorite, before switching his mind when you swatch on another color.

He needs nothing else than you being so unbearably close to him and kissing him. Jay is a physical person, that's how he shows his affection with his friends, and certainly with you, his lover. Whether it's giving you a high-five for doing a good job at training, or shamelessly dragging you into his room with his mouth all over your neck. He yearns to be close to you.

Everyday when he wakes up, he will put on his cologne and you will put on your perfume. But by the end of it all, you're both smelling like the other as you climb into bed next to one another. Jay loves smothering you, he loves being on top of you in every way possible and he loves it when you do the same. The two of you can't seem to let go of one another, and you end up smearing the smell of your perfume onto him as a result, his cologne sticking to your clothes like some kind of disease.

It makes others ill just by seeing how you look at one another from across the room. Jay is so madly in love with you that it hurst to be away from you for more than a second, and you know this. You grow cold without the ginger being right next to you, often sighing in despair before claiming how badly you missed your boyfriend.

Jay never likes seeing you angry, he always loves searching for your smile in a crowded room. But when you're angry, that means you always crawl to him, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and glaring down at him. You tug at his clothes and push him away before bringing him right back in, your breath fanning over his face and covering every inch. It doesn't matter if you're mad at him, or someone else, you're always running to him about it, always tugging at him and bringing him in close.

Wrapping his prominent curls around your finger and forcing him to look up at you late into the night, Jay knows that he wants to spend forever with you. You always hold him so close, so gently, no matter how angry you are at him, or wondering just what the future holds. You know where he likes to be touch, where to be kissed, where to be stared at, and what words he loves to hear come from you.

He holds you to his side late at nights, a movie displayed in front of you both, but neither of your eyes are on the film. Albeit, your eyes are trained on the boy next to you, tapping a familiar beat on his chest as he holds you close. And his eyes struggle to focus on the screen, wanting to watch the movie he had picked out, but also wanting to stare right back at you with the same loving gaze. But he knows that if he does submit to that, he might not be able to tear himself off you.

His favorite thing to hear you say is his name, no matter the tone you use. Whether it's through a hoarse throat from just waking up, between your pitiful sobs that make his heart throb, or when you're screaming it in his face when he messes something up. He can't help but sigh dreamily when he hears it, instantly turning around and skipping your way with hearts in his eyes.

You'll never know a day of peace when Jay is around, because he is always on you. Always smothering you, always kissing you, always holding you and always asking for you to do the same. Won't you look at him, or give him one more kiss? He swears it's the last one, he swears he'll be good for the rest of the day, just give him one or two more.

I just know Jay is a freak, don't ask me how, I just know he is

[p3n-i3]

Sneaking into ur room

Pairing(s); Kai/Cole/Jay/Lloyd/Nya/Zane/Morro/Pixal x YOU

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Genre; General Fluff

Summary; Its late, but you both want to see each other. In which; you sneak them into your room

Notes; Can be read as Canon Universe, or in Movie Verse (save for Morro). These are all Romantic head cannons.

↳ He suggests the idea, you accepted it.

↳ It's not necessarily late per say, but it is that time of night where asking if your boyfriend could come over would sound suspicious

↳ While he had seen you earlier that day, it was a touch and go, not much conversation was held as you both went on your owns ways with your own urgencies

↳ And he hadn't seen you in so long, he misses you ! (It's been 19 hours, he's yearning)

↳ Him and his loud and flashy cars smh

↳ You initially told him to not drive one like that, but he stated that everything would be okay, that he had it all figured out.

↳ He parked in a parking lot nearby (Grocery store, some random fast food area, which ever was closest) and walked the rest of the distance to your house

↳ He is quick to let you know that he is almost there and sends you in a state of panic simply because your brothers were quiet downstairs

↳ Kai stalks through the gaps of your backyard fence before hoping it when he finds the time right, when your brothers are distracted enough by the movie in front of them.

↳ The next course of action depends on where your bedroom is

↳ If it's on the ground floor, Kai just casually walks up to the window and opens it up before peaking his head in, smiling and greeting you as casually as he can

↳ However, if it's on the second floor, there's no need to worry

↳ He's a Ninja for a reason, you think a little climb scares him?

↳ When he makes up to your window, or to your window, he throws his feet in first before shuffling around to land on your floor

↳ You both cringe at the loud noise he made when he landed, both of you scarily still as you tried to listen for any kind of disturbance from your living room

↳ When none is heard, you usher Kai into your room before quietly shutting your window, asking if he was alright

↳ To which, he just takes his jacket off and leaves himself in his pajamas, stating that he felt fine now that he was with you again

↳ He is the type of idiot to make a lot of noise inside of your room, even making a noise loud enough that had one of your brothers calling your name and questioning if you were alright

↳ Just smack him upside the head and tell him that he's stupid, it gets the point across

↳ He does end up spending the night, and he doesn't really care if he is caught or not, it all depends on if you do

↳ If you don't, then he'll be a little bit more laid back, talking in his normal tone of voice and laughing at a volume that's a little louder than normal

↳ However, if you do care, he will try and lessen your fears by talking in a quiet tone and hiding under your covers whenever you go out to use the bathroom

↳ At the end of the night, he simply just wanted to come over to see you again and hold you

↳ He'll lay himself down on top of you shamelessly when you both wind down for the night, bringing you a warmth that only he can provide

↳ In the morning, Kai wakes up decently early for once and asks if you want him to sneak back out before anyone can figure out he's there

↳ To which you just shake your head and retackle him to the bed, listening to him laugh as he settled back down, holding you close while kissing the crown of your head

↳ You both sneak into each other's houses often, and Nya helps you whenever you sneak into their's

↳ He has no reason to sneak in, your brothers know him well, and you know Lou well enough

↳ However there are nights where you brothers just don't want another man in the house, leaving you to sulk in your room

↳ You suggest the idea, and he agrees to it

↳ Initially, he just asked if he should walk through the front door like he typically does, but you shut it down

↳ It's not often that your brothers are in a pissy mood to where they don't want to see Cole, but they have their moments

↳ Cole lives close enough to just walk to your house, and he dresses suspiciously enough, but your neighbors see him enough to know not to question him

↳ He is very casual about walking into your backyard, unlocking the fence and closing it like he had done multiple times before

↳ If your bedroom is on the ground floor, he opens your window with one hand and peaks his head inwards, smiling when he saw you already sitting there, waiting

↳ If your bedroom is on the second floor, Cole is sneaking through your backdoor and casually walking past the living room, your brothers none the wiser as they think it's you, the boy climbing the stairs and opening your door without hesitation

↳ After dragging your boyfriend into your bedroom, you double check that your brothers are thoroughly occupied for the night before settling down with him

↳ He came in his pajamas and brought only his phone, knowing that you had a spare charger lying around for him to use

↳ He is at your house so much, he practically has his own pile of stuff just shoved into a far corner of your room, so he never needs to worry about bringing anything when he sneaks over

↳ Despite the fact he snuck over, he still told his father where he was going, and paid no mind to if Lou approved or not

↳ Lou loves your guys' relationship to death, but sometimes he doesn't like the idea of you both sneaking into one another's house, it scares him

↳ That being said, you never have to sneak into Cole's house, because Lou is there to open the door for you

↳ He even saved you some dinner !

↳ It's just you sneaking past your brothers and vice versa that gets you guys

↳ Cole is not the loudest speaker, his voice is soft enough to where he doesn't need to whisper

↳ He just can't walk around too much, his steps are pretty loud compared to your own, so he opts to just lay on your bed with you

↳ At the end of the night, when you're both sprawled out on the bed yet somehow in each others arms, neither of you bother to try and get Cole out of your room

↳ While yes, your brothers will chastise you about sneaking a boy in, they initially can't say anything more, since they know Cole wouldn't do anything he shouldn't be

↳ Same can't be said when you go over to Cole's though

↳ You suggest the idea, and he shoots it down instantly

↳ Are you actually insane? You've got to be insane

↳ You're sending him messages begging him, voice memos of you crying his name (fake crying, but enough to get at him) until he eventually caves

↳ Its not that he doesn't want to see you, and it's not that Ed and Edna don't think he should be out

↳ He's just really fucking scared of your brothers

↳ None of them hate him, but they don't really understand why you picked him out of everyone else in the world

↳ So he is internally panicking as he jumps your fence as stands impossibly still in the backyard

↳ You try to encourage him, telling him that he's an infamous Ninja and that this should be a piece of cake, but it takes a lot to convince him to get his feet moving

↳ When he does make it through your yard, he is so easy to spot it is utterly ridiculous

↳ Yes, he came in his pajamas to spend the night, but his pants were a vibrant blue that you could spot from across the yard

↳ If your room is on the ground floor, you have to bend out of the window, pick him up, and pull him in yourself, much to his embarrassment

↳ If your bedroom is on the second floor, he's tinkering with the power box before he flinches when the lights flicker off before making his way upwards, giving him enough time to land in your room without drawing too much attention

↳ Still, you pick him up once he's in your room and set him down on your bed with a giddy smile

↳ He is lying there, pretty much petrified, as you're sitting there holding him close, asking him if he wanted to watch a movie to pass the time by

↳ His nerves eventually calm down and he's back to his clingy self in almost no time, returning your hugs and kisses with urgency

↳ He's not the quietest person, especially when he gets excited, so you do have to kiss him to shut him up quiet often

↳ He loves laying on top of you and holding you close while watching movies, giving you an occasional squeeze whenever he gets excited, but can't verbally express it

↳ When you both wind down for the night, Jay is completely comfortable with you, not thinking about what he was to do in the morning

↳ You both fall asleep with a movie playing in the background, the boy clinging to you tightly and muttering how much he loves you

↳ While he may hate the initial idea of sneaking in, he can't deny the fact that he loves you too much to continue saying no to you

↳ He talks pretty loud in his sleep, so your brothers are quick to note that the ginger is in your room, but it takes them a while to figure out because of the movie playing

↳ They aren't mad, just disappointed

↳ You never have to sneak into Ed and Edna's house, either, they welcome you with open arms and love embarrassing Jay as he drags you to his bedroom for the night

↳ But if you do? You're better at it than him, to say the least

↳ You ask, he says no

↳ You ask again, he says no, again

↳ It takes a LOT to have him even consider the idea of sneaking into your house, because he is not that kind of man

↳ If he wants to come over, he is coming in through the front door and letting your brothers know that he is there, no if and's or buts about it

↳ It's not that he is a strict rule follower, he's been to jail enough times, but he still wants to respect your brothers and their house

↳ It takes a few back and forth texts, maybe even a long phone call before he is sighing and agreeing to sneak into your house

↳ Again, he isn't heavily against the idea, he just finds it silly that he needs to sneak in instead of just walking in. He doesn't want to be on anyones bad side

↳ He is wearing his own everyday clothes when he makes it to your house, parking down the street before making his way towards your backyard

↳ He almost goes for the front door before remembering that he is sneaking in

↳ Just like Cole, he is opening the backyard gate and closing it like he lives there, making his way to the back casually

↳ It's only when he sees your head peaking through the window does he finally smile and realize that maybe sneaking in wasn't such a bad idea

↳ If your room is on the ground floor, he is unnecessarily good at climbing through your window quietly and shutting it, smiling as he towers over you

↳ And if your room is on the second floor, he is also unnecessarily good at sneaking up to the window, not even slipping up once and not making a noise as he sneaks in

↳ For someone made of Titanium, his footsteps are light and quiet, and his voice is something that is not only gentle, but quiet

↳ He notes that he does have to be quiet, and he is, but somehow finds humor in the situation as a whole

↳ He has to bite back a smile whenever you quickly shush him and stare at your bedroom door, trying to hear if anyone was outside the room

↳ He has his own stash of clothes within your dresser, so he changes into those for the night before urging you to actually settle down

↳ He was excited to see you as well, he loves you with his whole entire being, but you were going to blow your own cover at this point

↳ When you finally accept his coos to go to sleep, your clinging tightly to his side as he lays on his back

↳ He has one of his arms wrapped around your side while the other is holding your hand, allowing you to adjust yourself however you see fit

↳ Bonus points if you managed to sneak him in during the summer, you've got your own personal cooler, and he is always making sure that you aren't overheating through out the night

↳ You are woken up by a gentle knock on your door from your brothers, Zane already being awake and smiling down at you when you stir

↳ Though the two of you are caught, none of your brothers could be mad, as they knew Zane wasn't the type to sneak in to do things he wasn't supposed to be doing

↳ And they know for a matter of fact that Zane wouldn't budge no matter how much you begged him, he respected your brothers too much

↳ She suggests the idea, and you accept without hesitation

↳ Nya is a fucking PRO at sneaking into your house and sneaking you into her house, not even Kai knows you're there till the next afternoon

↳ She knows what time to sneak out of her own house, the best possible route there, where to park her car and just what area to jump the fence without causing too much of a ruckus

↳ Your neighbors have never spotted her sneaking in, not the first time she did it, and not the seventh hundred time she did it

↳ It doesn't matter if she is close to your bothers, she just finds the idea of sneaking into your room something that fuels her

↳ The Smith's and their want to just be near you is what keeps them agreeing to whatever crazy ideas you purpose

↳ You don't even need to give her a heads up on where your brothers are, she's just that fucking good

↳ She also brings over a bag every time, full of random shit she won't need, but it does boost her ego knowing that she can sneak in with one

↳ If your bedroom is on the ground floor, she is strutting up to it without a care in the world and tossing that thing open, placing her bag down onto the floor before climbing in herself

↳ If it's on the second floor, she knows exactly where to put her foot, what piece of the roofing will slip under her weight, and which pipes are stable enough to support her while she opens your window

↳ While you have tried to help her sneak in a few times, she brushes you away and asks you to just watch her sneak in, wanting to show you just how cool she is

↳ Tell her she is cool

↳ Once she's in your room, she is quick to make herself at home, already knowing what volume she can speak at without alerting your brothers

↳ She's relatively clingy, so there's no need for her to be up and around, moving, unless she needs to use the restroom

↳ She's able to mimic your steps in a scarily accurate way, so she can sneak to the bathroom, or down stairs to grabs some snacks if needed

↳ The two of you mostly just hold each other while doom scrolling on your phones, giggling whenever you both find a video funny

↳ Though she bought her own bag, she is raiding your clothes for the night and you are digging though her own

↳ She loves smelling like you, and she loves having you smell like her, so she will be pressed unreasonably close to you during the night, trying to transfer scents somehow

↳ She loves holding onto you while sleeping, so there's no escaping her grasp once you're in it

↳ And when it's morning time, she isn't moving from her spot, because she could really care less if she gets caught

↳ Whenever you sneak over to her house, she never alerts anyone just as you do, and Kai is always mildly surprised to see you eating breakfast with his sister in the morning

↳ You suggest the idea, he hesitantly agrees

↳ He is actually petrified, you don't even know it

↳ Your eldest brother hates him enough as is, and the other two don't seem to like him that much, he can barely come over even with their permission

↳ But you sent him a text of his name, claiming that you had a rough day and just needed to see him, and he knew that he couldn't just leave you like that

↳ He is unironically really good at sneaking into your house, in fact he scares you whenever he did it the first few times

↳ He may not know the best places to jump the fence, but he always manages to make the situation bend to his will, somehow

↳ He comes in whatever he was wearing when you asked him to come over, whether that's his pajamas or the Gi he had yet to change out of

↳ All he has is his heart and a dream of seeing you for the night

↳ If your bedroom is on the ground floor, he's peaking at the living room window before pushing yours open and carefully stepping in, spotting you smiling at him from your bed

↳ If it's on the second floor, he's very carefully climbing up the side of your house before making his way to your bedroom window, maybe slipping once ore twice, but he again manages to play it off somehow

↳ Once he is in your room, it's hard to get him off your bed, or off you for a matter of fact

↳ He only really sneaks over if you claim to of had a bad day, so he wants to make sure that he's comforting you in the best way he possibly can

↳ His voice is light enough to just use it normally, but he does whisper just in case, the last thing he wants is for your brothers to catch on and snipe his ass

↳ He never leaves your bed, and he only gets up if he really, really has to pee, but even then he's holding it in for your sake

↳ The two of you mostly just lay with each other, talking about your days and what made it so terrible, the blonde just nodding and listening to you speak

↳ He'll eventually pull you close to him and hold you tightly, cradling you just like the many times you have while commenting on everything he loved about you

↳ While he does get a little embarrassed kissing you, he will shower you in them if he senses that your day was just that bad

↳ However, he does feel guilty when he does so, keeping an eye on your bedroom door every time he leans in

↳ He is so scared please help him

↳ He loves you so much, and he is willing to do anything for you, but please don't push your luck, Lloyd doesn't think he'll ever be able to live down being walked in on

↳ At the end of the night, he's either holding you or you're holding him as you slowly fall asleep, the two of you never letting go of one another as the night goes on

↳ Out of everyone here, he is the only one that actually sneaks back out when morning comes, because he feels guilty and scared about what would happen to him if he was ever caught

↳ He could literally be fully dressed, have the longest clothes on possible and be standing six feet away from you and would still have the fear that he is going to be sacrificed for even breathing near you

↳ That being said, if you sneak into his room, he is a little more laid back about the fact, and he is willing to do more if you want

↳ She's not sneaking in, she does not care how much you plead her

↳ The closet you will get to her 'sneaking' in, is this

↳ She'll agree to come over if you ask her too, of course she will, but she will advise that it is hella late and neither of you should be up

↳ She's so nonchalant about the whole thing too that it literally scares you the first time she did this

↳ Fully parks her car in your driveway and walks through the front door with no knock, that's her idea of sneaking in, not knocking

↳ While she does just causally walk into your house, she does give you the courtesy of not acknowledging your brothers or even letting them know that she's there

↳ Doesn't matter if your floor is on the ground floor or upstairs, she is walking through your house like she owns it before arriving

↳ She even verbally announces her presence when she walks into your room, smiling when you tried to shush her and pull her in

↳ She loves seeing you mildly freak out and grab her, questioning how she just causally strutted into your room

↳ She will tell you exactly how she 'snuck' in, and will watch as you just sigh and shake your head

↳ Can't blame her though, your brothers are the idiots for not noticing someone walking through their front door

↳ She doesn't really do much when she's in your room, in fact she in encouraging you to go to sleep and to stop clinging onto her

↳ She loves you to death, but its way past your bedtime

↳ She'll help you with your nightly routine and be by your side constantly, walking with you to the bathroom and to the kitchen if you get peckish

↳ Her tone of voice is already pretty quiet, so she doesn't need to quiet down or worry about drawing attention, as her footsteps are able to mimic your own well enough

↳ When its finally time for you to lie down, she is tucking you into bed before crawling in herself, holding your hand and smiling as she watched you fall asleep

↳ And when morning comes, she is up and making breakfast in the kitchen, greeting your brothers as they hold up no effort to ask why she is even there

↳ Can't even blame them either, because she is making them a bomb ass breakfast

↳ If you sneak over though? She is amused by your efforts into trying to be as sneaky as you possibly can, just so you can see her again

↳ He doesn't need to 'sneak in', he's literally the other half of your soul

↳ Still, he does try to be quiet when he appears in your room, because he knows how your brothers are

↳ Though your boyfriend literally shares a soul with you and the two of you are inseparable, your brothers still try and put some distance between you both

↳ It never works, because look at the two of you now

↳ He is constantly by your side the moment you think of wanting him there, asking if you needed him to do anything for you

↳ Loves watching you get ready for the night, holding in the urge to just kiss you silly when he sees you do your hair routine

↳ And he does occasionally slip a kiss in here and there, because how could he not

↳ He rarely talks whenever he is with you, since you do most of the talking and he can just respond with head nods

↳ And if he needs to, he can just lean in close to you and whisper what he wants to say, he likes seeing your face up close, and the way you're biting back a smile when he comes in close

↳ Since he is a ghost, he's able to sneak around your house and grab you anything you need, if you wanted him to

↳ Oh you're hungry? He's in the kitchen sneaking you some food while giving your brothers a hard side eye

↳ You want something from the grocery store? He's sneaking out and coming back with whatever you wanted, he'll even heat the food up if you asked him to

↳ And if your brothers do manage to come in while he's there, he can easily slip back into your soul and have you act like nothing had happened

↳ At the end of the night, he loves wrapping himself in your arms as you hallow out your body for him

↳ He enjoys whispering how much he loves you, kissing everywhere his mouth can reach, and muttering about how lucky he is to be with someone like you

↳ And even after you've fallen asleep and your body returns to its physical form, he is still lying by your side, smothering you as best as he can while resisting the urge to fall asleep himself

↳ In the morning, he lets you wake up on your own accord, smiling when he see you reaching for him when you do wake up

↳ There's no reason for him to sneak around, he is always with you and you're always with him

↳ He is loyal to you and no one else, and he wouldn't have it any other way

these losers smh

[p3n-i3]

hiii, i was the one who asked about your kny fic :)

thank you for responding! i cant wait for your next chapter!! in the meantime, im reading Metanoia(??) cause ninjago is another one of my big interests :D

im only a few chapters in but it is so so so so sooooo good! the way you write the reader and the other characters is so beautifully done!

HI OMG TYSM IM GLAD UR ENJOYING MY BOOKS IM GONNA SOB ILYSM

[kindaasrikal]

Honestly, Kai being the ONLY ninja to remain human physically is so crazy because you can argue that he, straight from the beginning, has had the most biggest flaws compared to how many the others had from the beginning. And what it is to be human is to be flawed, right?

His trauma and stubbornness prevented him from quickly accepting help from others unless necessary and it made it so he would be difficult to even get along with.

Kai’s jealousy, that was fuelled by his insecurities, pushed him into making embarrassing and reckless choices.

If, on the case that Nya didn’t get kidnapped and both were taken in from the start, Kai also exhibits large amounts of laziness and no care when it comes to doing things he doesn’t want to do.

Kai also shows fear through his anger, by seeing Garmadon living with them at that one point and dealing with his parents return, he morphed his childlike fear into a protective, righteous flame of anger.

Kai’s love, in the end, tends to be his undoing, as well as what brings him back up.

Emotions are what truly make us humans, and Kai expresses emotion like he does his element. And not just positive ones, but the ugly, annoying, scary ones.

And its so interesting that his sister is Nya, someone who tends to control or conceal her emotions other than stubbornness or anger more often than not (though that would be a whole separate thing to talk about and she has indeed gotten better had expressing herself). Someone who physically doesn’t show emotions as much compared to Kai. And Kai feels a lot.

Is this my propaganda to convince you all Jay isn’t the emotional one but Kai is? Yes, yes it is.

[p3n-i3]

hopefully this isnt seen as rude-

but i was wondering if you were still writing/updating Redamacy(i think thats how you spell it)?

i thinks its been about a year since its last chapter, so i was just wondering ^_^

hihi all books published on my wattpad are ones i plan on continuing and finishing !! ive been busy with other books but yes, i do plan on continuing and finishing my demon slayer book 🥳🥳

[p3n-i3]

hello

i just wanna say, your writing is genuinely so amazing. it is one of, if not the best, things ive read in a long time, and i want you to know that i appreciate all the work you put into your writing.

the way you could just change up the characters name and minor changes to some of the story so its not an exact copy, i think you could be a great author.

but again, thank you for writing, i hope you have a good day/night, and take care of yourself :)

HII OMG TSYM IM SOBBING ILSYM

i do actually have a few published books on wattpad if ur interested but if not and just looking for one shots and drabbles then ill keep posting them !!

thank u again it really means a lot bdjejw

[p3n-i3]

Copying ur snaps

Pairing(s); Kai/Cole/Jay/Lloyd/Nya/Zane/Morro/Pixal x YOU

[METANOIA READER USED]

Genre; General fluff, light goofiness

Summary; They, or you, saw the trend floating around and decided to tease, aka you/them copying their/your snaps

Notes; This is my first actual head cannon post, so that's why it looks different. The others are just drabbles, this is for me to take a break from writing a new chapter lmao

↳ Kai is a tiktok warrior, he has the longest streak possible with you on it, and he takes it seriously

↳ That being said, it's no surprise that he found the trend before you had, either that or you just didn't care enough about it

↳ However, he does, and he's always up for a good lil joke

↳ He's the one to send you a snap first, half his face in the camera as he questions how you're doing at the moment

↳ When you get it, you ofc course reply back after a few seconds of seeing it

↳ You were laying in bed, so you angled your camera upwards and gave a small smile, stating that you weren't doing much of anything

↳ After receiving your picture, it's here where the confusion starts to settle in for you

↳ Kai would either get up from wherever he was in his house and sit himself on his bed, or he would adjust himself if he was already on his bed, trying to copy what you had done almost perfectly

↳ Upon receiving the snap, you could only snort a little in amusement, thinking it was just a small joke before sending another one his way

↳ However, he proceeded to do that same thing, mimicking your pose with a smirk almost hidden on his face

↳ You both went on for a while, sending snaps back and forth while you silently tested Kai's patience and dedication

↳ While Kai was slowly losing hope of you getting the hint, you on the other hand were blissfully unaware and slightly confused

↳ It took Kai longer and longer to reply to some of your snaps, so during those periods, you would scroll on different socials to keep yourself busy

↳ After a while of scrolling, you eventually came across the reason for Kai copying your snaps, scrolling to the end of the slideshow and letting out a sigh

↳ Kai was such an idiot unfortunately

↳ After he sent one more snap your way, Kai was surprised by how quickly you had opened and sent a reply back, so he couldn't help but try and do the same, wondering if you were seeing how fast he could mimic you

↳ The second he opened the snap, he nearly let out tears of joy, relief, and mild shock

↳ You had angled your camera just enough to show half of your face, showing off your flexed arm with a small squint, questioning if that's what he wanted you to send

↳ Kai takes a second to reply, mostly because he's thanking the First Spinjitzu Master, and because he was gawking at your own muscles

↳ Eventually, he replicates your picture with a wide grin, flexing his arm and making sure that the angle of it was as perfect as he could get it, not caring about copying your snaps perfectly anymore

↳ When he did send the snap, after a lot of trial and error to make himself look as good as possible, you could only smile at the screen, seeing how happy the boy had gotten once you had done what he wanted

↳ You chose to ignore the notification that Kai had screenshotted your snap, instead doing the same to his picture

↳ Kai can now die happy

↳ It's rare for you and Cole not to be around each other

↳ He's always somehow imbedded in your daily routine, whether that's eating breakfast with him, hanging out with him, or simply just laying in bed parallel playing

↳ But on occasion, Cole would wake up earlier than you and would get up to go to the gym, leaving you in either his or your bed to sleep

↳ When you woke up, you were a little surprised to find the Earth User not next to you, but you didn't really mind

↳ You flipped around on your socials for a little while before you found a slide show of two people copying each others snaps, eventually landing on the last one

↳ It was then that you got a notification from Cole, surprisingly enough it being a snap

↳ Shifting on the bed a little, you yawned as you opened up the notification, smiling a little

↳ He was showing off the amount he had just dead lifted, you seeing the proud smile on his face through one of the gym mirrors

↳ Deciding to reply, you sent a photo of you still tucked into bed, a smile on your face as you held up a thumbs up, congratulating him on beating his record

↳ From there, you both sent snaps to each other, mostly Cole sending you machines he was working on and what weight he had done on them

↳ You would reply with smiles and praise, or sometimes fake disappointment as you booed him, telling him that he could lift more

↳ After a while, hours seemed to pass and you had gotten ready for the day, aka just to laze around your house

↳ Cole had stopped by a place on his way home to eat, showing you pictures of his food and asking if you wanted him to bring you some home

↳ You of course replied that he should, duh of course, to which he just replied that he would grab you your favorite

↳ It was quiet after that, you bouncing your knee up and down as you stared at a wall for a moment

↳ It wouldn't hurt, would it?

↳ Raising your phone, you flexed your arm to the side with your face barely peaking into the photo, a light smile on your face before you sent the message

↳ Cole quickly read your message, but it took him a little longer to reply, you wondering if he was walking home or just got to busy to reply

↳ When he did reply, you almost dropped your phone in surprise, not expecting him to have copied you, or even send anything back at all

↳ At most you would've expected him to just send a heart before coming home and showing you his hard work at the gym

↳ You were decently muscular, after all you were a Ninja, you had to be, but of course it was nothing spectacular, just enough to keep you fit

↳ So when you set your phone down onto the table, you eventually calmed down as a frown capture your face

↳ Cole sat with a wide smile on his face, flexing his arm as well and showing off what he had just worked on at the gym, his golden brown eyes so full of life

↳ But that wasn't what made you frown, it was the caption that had done you in

↳ "Mine's bigger"

↳ Lord help him

↳ He's a pretty clingy person, so there's rarely anytime the two of you are apart, or didn't talk to one another

↳ But there's always a few occasions where he was either too embarrassed to come with you, or simply couldn't

↳ You were out visiting your brothers for the day, and you wouldn't be back till late, Jay knew that

↳ But he didn't like it, of course, he missed you !

↳ So he sent you a couple of snaps in a row, showing off what he was working on, then a small video of him rambling about what he was working on, then another video of him talking about how much he missed you, followed by one last picture of his face shoved in the camera, captioned with a question of when you were going to come back home

↳ You weren't shocked in the slightest when your phone dinged with so many notifications in a row, but it shocked your brothers a little

↳ After having to endure their light teasings, you managed to check your phone to reply to the ginger

↳ You watched his videos with a low volume, but you made sure to listen carefully to his ramblings

↳ Once you had finished watching every video and looking at every picture he sent, you sent one yourself, explaining that you loved the invention and that you should be home later that night

↳ He viewed your message, but didn't instantly reply, instead choosing to sulk and continue on with his day as best as he could

↳ Every now and then, you'd both send a photo or video of what you were doing

↳ He would send you updates on the car he was working on, what he was cooking for dinner that night (it looked really sad) and pictures of other mundane things, like the sunset

↳ You would send videos of your brothers getting pressed at a game of Uno, pictures of the food the eldest had cooked, and another video of your brothers talking about the plot holes in a movie you had just watched

↳ It was getting late, and Jay was getting antsy, he knew how to deal with days without you, but it had been a while since you had sent a picture of your face

↳ He had tried to give you hints by showing photos of his own face, but you never got the hint

↳ You would just reply with a heart before showing the board game you were stuck playing

↳ And desperate times call for desperate measures

↳ Swallowing his pride, Jay raised his arm and posed it slightly, coving most of his face before sending the photo

↳ He wasn't the strongest out of everyone on the team, but he didn't really care, because he knew that you didn't, his speed made up for his lack of strength

↳ However, he didn't expect you to reply as quickly as you did, opening up the message only to drop his phone on the table and take a lap

↳ You had a wide and confident smile on your face as you held your arm upwards, having pulled your sleeve upwards to show off your muscles, which were notably bigger than his own

↳ But what Jay chose to focus on more so was the fact that you were outside, standing by the bus stop and captioning the photo with 'Be home soon !!'

↳ You were in for a night of kisses

↳ He doesn't understand most social media trends, so he chooses not to indulge unless you want to do them

↳ For instance, he will mostly be the one holding the camera instead of actually doing the trend with you

↳ His favorite one that was easy to convince him to do, was the one where you held the camera first, before he stood behind you and grabbed it, to which you turned around and eagerly hugged him

↳ But other than that, he rarely understood the point of trends

↳ So while he was out grocery shopping for you both, he was a little surprised to see a snap from you

↳ He opened it up and smiled as he saw you smiling and raising your thumb upwards as you showed the car you were working on

↳ Zane just simply liked the photo and told you to be careful before closing his phone and continuing his shopping

↳ Of course, that wasn't enough for you

↳ After wiping your hands dry of oil, you sent another picture, one that Zane opened and once again, smiled at

↳ It took a while of you sending a bunch of photos before Zane got the hint that you wanted him to send one back, so he did

↳ He sent a picture of him holding a few options of food, asking which one you would prefer

↳ You replied quickly with a text before sending a photo right after, this time copying the way he was holding the food with a few mechanical parts

↳ Zane rose a brow at this, but didn't question it, shutting off his phone for a little while before taking another picture for you

↳ You, again, replied with copying it yourself as best at you could, using nuts and bolts, as well as wrenches and screw drivers, to replicate the image

↳ The whole thing confused Zane as you continued, but he of course didn't say anything, as he saw the smile that was on your face the whole time

↳ Eventually it got to the point where Zane was done shopping and was tossing the grocery bags into the car, when his phone buzzed again, this time with two pictures from you

↳ One of them was you replicating the picture he had sent, but the other one was something completely different

↳ The second one was of you sitting on the hood of the now closed car, oil and soot smeared on your face that you half hid, as you flexed your other arm, grease smeared on your muscle, and your smile was one of pride, Zane easily noted

↳ Rolling his eyes with a smile and figuring out what you wanted, Zane sat himself in the car and locked his doors, putting no mind into replicating your photo before sending it your way

↳ Seeing as he was a Nindroid, there was barely any need for any muscles, seeing as being smacked with titanium was rough enough, but that wasn't a problem for you

↳ You laid on the hood of the car you were working on, kicking your feet back and forth as you observed the photo Zane had sent your face

↳ You also ignored the comment he sent about wiping yourself clean before he came home, knowing that if you left it, he would wipe it off for you

↳ Once again, another case of rarely using social media

↳ She has everything you have and that's it, but she mostly likes to stick to texting you rather than talking on social media

↳ However, she does understand the want to post pretty pictures of yourself (and most of the time her as well) on Instagram, or on your snap story

↳ That being said, she does understand most trends, but she chooses to ignore them and forgets them completely

↳ So if you want to do one with her, it's rare that she remembers which ones you were talking about, seeing as they come and go so quickly

↳ She loves doing ones that involve being in the same frame as you, though, like the one where you both fought a little before kissing one another, or when she ran after you and picked you up

↳ Then again, just like Jay, there's almost no instance where the two of you aren't together, so theres really no need for so many socials to talk to you with

↳ Today, she decided to take the two of you down to the beach, both of you dressed in your own swimsuits and goofing around

↳ After a little while of playing around in the water, and lounging around on the beach, you decided that you needed to use the restroom

↳ Nya tried to accompany you, but you urged her to watch over your stuff, making her hum a little before staying behind, not failing to remind you to take your phone just in case

↳ So, Nya sat on her beach towel and carefully watched over your guys' stuff, glaring at the few people who passed her by before her phone buzzed

↳ She quickly opened it up and swiped onto your snap, opening it up with worry that something had happened

↳ Nya released a small sigh of relief upon seeing your frustrated face before you flipped the camera around to show a long line of men and women waiting to use the toilet

↳ The girl chuckled a little and opened her camera as well, holding a hand over her eyes to shield it from the sun and smiled, captioning the photo with a 'sucks to suck' and a small 'be careful' before pressing send

↳ From there, you both continued to send photos to one another, you showing your slow progress to the toilets, and the occasional video of you holding in laughter when a child slipped and fell on the beach

↳ Nya would send you photos of the beach, or pictures of her looks of disgust whenever someone would walk past her, along with a few videos of people drowning in the ocean, the camera shaking as she held in her laughs

↳ Eventually, you both somehow managed to get into territory of copying each others pictures as best as you could with your circumstances

↳ You also did this because there were a few weirdos looking at you from the line over, and you wanted to subtly show that you were taken

↳ Every time Nya would send you a snap, you would try to replicate it, whether it was pictures of the ocean, funny faces she made, or simply taking pictures of your feet in the sand, you of course keeping her updated on how far away the bathrooms where

↳ After a while, you started to grow annoyed of the people in the line over starting, so you shook your nearly dry hair out of your face an rose your phone upwards

↳ Flexing one of your arms, you smiled up at the camera as you quickly took a picture, making sure to show more than just your arm as well

↳ At first, Nya ignore the angle of the photo and started shift to replicate it, only to pause and reopen the photo, making sure her eyes weren't deceiving her

↳ And lo and behold they weren't, she stared at your flexed arm with observing eyes before looking down at the other parts of your body, smiling a little as she sent you a little comment on it, stating that you both needed to spar before opening up her camera

↳ She took a photo of herself as well, her angle a little different given the fact that she was sitting down rather than standing up like you, but it was enough for you

↳ You couldn't help the smile that crossed your face as you stared down at the girl, glancing upwards briefly before letting out a sigh of relief

↳ Nya quickly opened the next snap you sent, somewhat expecting another show off piece, only to see the camera blurry as you ran into a door

↳ Looks like you finally made it to the bathroom

↳ He actually knows a few trends, believe it or not, simply because of the brain rotting videos Kai likes to send his way

↳ However, he is a bit slow in catching up with the current ones, only seeing them a month or two later when the hype for them dies down

↳ You don't mind though, you are always willing to do trends with him if he asks you

↳ His social media presence is few and far between

↳ He only logs on to like your posts and comment on it, post it to his public story on instagram with a bunch of hearts, or repost it if it was a tiktok

↳ And of course he posts his own things as well, to which you absolutely spam the shit out of his phone, along with Kai, and he tried his best to reply to all of your comments, pinning the one he loves the most

↳ That being said, you're both busy being Ninja's of high status, so it's often that the only way you can see each other is via socials

↳ It had been a long week, but Lloyd was finally done with his mission in Ninjago City, heading back to the Monastery the next morning

↳ Of course, you had sent the blonde a stream of messages, along with a few videos and photos of you hanging out with the others

↳ Most of them where of you, Cole and Kai, engaging in things that he nor Wu would approve of, but he didn't say much because he loved seeing your smile

↳ However, at the end of all the giggle filled videos and Kai almost falling off a cliff, there was a photo of you with an exaggerated frown, stating that you missed him

↳ Lloyd shuffled a little as he glanced around the empty streets of Ninjago City, raising his camera a little to capture some of his face, stating that he missed you as well

↳ The angle of the photo was awkward, as well as his face, so you couldn't help but verbally laugh and adjust yourself to copy his actions

↳ Lloyd was confused at first at the photo your had sent, but he shook it off as he clambered into his hotel room, settling in for the night

↳ When he got back to you, it was finally a proper photo, a video attached of him showing you the small hotel room he was packed in before shaking his head in shame

↳ You sent a proper photo as well, before sending a video of your room before pointing your camera at the empty spot on your bed, clawing your hand into the sheets dramatically and letting out a fake sob

↳ He could only giggle to himself before sending you a photo of his camera resting on a table, his head peaking over the edge in a goofy manner, stating that he was going to take a shower real quick

↳ And you being you, jumped at the opportunity that was nearly handed to you on a silver platter

↳ You quickly replicated his photo, hoping he'd once again get the hint, before immediately sending a picture of you flexing, the photo sloppy in an attempt to reach him before he got in the shower

↳ He opened all of your messages on every social, making sure he didn't miss anything before going MIA for thirty minutes, accidentally missing the last snap you had sent his way

↳ While you were mourning your loss by screaming in your pillow and shaking your face violently in it, Lloyd occupied himself by taking a shower, hearing a delayed ding from his phone, which was resting on the vanity

↳ You decided to cope with your loss by scrolling through the other messages Lloyd had sent you before watching the videos Jay had sent you, most of them being nothing but Italian brain rot

↳ You were in the middle of telling Jay that the videos he sent were stupid, despite the clear tears of laughter in your eyes, when you saw a notification from Lloyd, two to be exact

↳ He swore he had never seen you open something from him so quick, jumping a little when he saw them instantly read

↳ You nearly screamed with joy when you opened up the first photo

↳ Lloyd had carefully wiped the mirror of any steam and posed with his arm flexed, somehow already in his pajamas, but you still took it as a victory

↳ The next photo was of him lying in bed with an exaggerated frown, stating that he missed you

↳ And of course you sent a shaky photo of you screaming, because how could you not?

↳ Now, Lloyd sends you unlimited flexing photos, seeing as you enjoyed them just as much as he enjoyed seeing you send them as well

↳ Another case of doesn't care about social media

↳ She got them only for you, but even then she still doesn't log online, even if you post and send her stuff

↳ She's decently busy fixing up the ruins you and the other Ninja made out of her vehicles, so she rarely indulges in stuff like that

↳ However, she is aware of trends that float around, and will do a few of them if they don't take too much time out of your days

↳ The ones she likes doing are quiet ones, not loud and aggressive ones

↳ Like the trend where you both sit on a park bench and shuffle your feet around, or the H.S.K.T trend, simple ones where she can see your smile and be close to you

↳ That being said, she doesn't understand most of them until you explain and show her examples later

↳ Currently she was down in Hangar Bay, working on a few small projects while you trained with the other Ninja in the Courtyard, she knew you were training because of the rumbles and loud laughter she somehow managed to hear feet below the earth

↳ She was absorbed in her work until she hear her phone buzz from the side, glancing over at it momentarily

↳ Pixal rarely ever got notifications on her phone, mostly because she turned off every single one save for yours and the other Ninja

↳ So when she picked up her phone, she nearly set it down when she saw it was from a social media app, but paused upon seeing your name

↳ Furrowing her brows, she set down her screw driver and carefully opened the message, blinking when she saw your sweaty face in the camera, a smile on your face

↳ Pixal blinked before she sent you a normal message, telling you to be careful before setting the phone down

↳ The millisecond before she could pick her screw driver back up, there was another buzz, her eyes looking over at her screen to see that you sent another photo

↳ This time, it was you facing the camera towards the Courtyard, showing off the fact that the others were training, you and Jay resting on the engawa

↳ Nodding her head to herself, she told you to enjoy your break and that she would be up soon before turning back towards her work

↳ A few minutes went by with nothing but silence, Pixal assuming you were taking her word as she screwed the last bolt into place

↳ When her phone buzzed again, she wasn't surprised in the slightest to see your name as the notification

↳ Opening up the photo, she furrowed her brows as she saw you nearly folded over your phone, claiming that Kai had tried to kill you

↳ Blinking, her fingers were quick to type a message, questioning if you were alright, only to get another picture of you in, clearly, fake distress, stating that you needed her

↳ Shaking her head, Pixal asked you with what you needed assistance with, watching as you read the message but took a while to reply

↳ When you sent another photo, she was half surprised to see you flexing in front of the camera, showing her the smallest scar known to man on your muscles, stating that you needed her to bandage you up

↳ It was hard to see the wound at all with the amount of sweat you were covered in, or maybe it was water from fighting Nya, but either way she sighed at your dramatic take

↳ She sent you a text telling you where the bandages were before she placed her phone back down, ignore the desperate buzzing as you spammed her

↳ She would, unfortunately, not send you a picture back of her flexing, but she would eventually leave the Hanger Bay to take care of you super serious injuries

↳ Honestly, you're just surprised that the has a phone to begin with

↳ Assuming this is after the merge happened, he's busy taking care of the Spectral Lands and the Underworld in your stead, allowing you to take care of Ninja stuff

↳ That being said, him having a phone isn't really a necessity since you both share a soul, but it's one that you both like to abuse every now and then

↳ Every now and then, you'd both send a tiktok to each other, or you would send him a picture with random words on it on instagram, along with pictures of cats and dogs, stating that you both were like them

↳ He understands trends well enough, because he literally shares your soul, so if you ever wanted to do one, he's always by your side

↳ While he might grumble about how stupid they might be, he'll do whatever you want him to do, because you're his Queen, and he's your Loyal Body Guard

↳ However, you were currently out on a mission, one that he unfortunately couldn't join as he needed to observe the Spectral Lands

↳ So whenever he had time to finally sit down and relax, he smiled when he saw you had sent him a photo, showing the area you were in

↳ Morro would simply shift a little and take a picture of the Spectral Lands for you, commenting about how the land missed your presence

↳ You would then take a picture of your face, Morro hiding his smile with his hand as he saw you smiling up at him, stating that you missed the land as well

↳ Clearing his throat and adjusting himself, Morro came to realize that he was the only one around, so he could let a smile or two slip

↳ Sending a photo of himself as well, you and Morro engaged in a small photo exchange war, both of you subconsciously sending photos that were similar to one another on accident

↳ Somehow, the topic you were chatting about with photos started to question which one of you was stronger, you claiming to be stronger than him, while he stated he was stronger since he needed to protect you

↳ Maybe it was the fact that you were both soul bound, but the two of you managed to find only one way to prove yourself to the other

↳ Flexing, duhh

↳ Your outfit was heavy with layers, barely even recognizable as a Gi as you shuffled some of it off, flexing your arm with a confident look on your face as you sent the photo to your Guard, claiming to be stronger than him

↳ And at the same time, Morro had sent one your way as well, same grin on his face as yours, nearly the same angle, and nearly the same caption as your photo

↳ You both stared at one another's pictures for a moment, blinking as you realized you accidentally sent the exact same thing to each other

↳ You were the first one to break the awkward silence, a photo of half your face as you ate a small snack, the caption simply saying that Morro was a ghost and that he had no muscle

↳ To which he could only sigh and shake his head, shutting off his phone and deciding to not engage in your teases, knowing that he would always somehow end up losing

im open for short requests, pls dont be shy im a super nice gal......

[p3n-i3]

Thinking abt...

[METANOIA READER USED]

[LLOYD X YOU]

Ninjago movie Lloyd is a mess, but you're a sucker for getting your hands dirty.

When around him at school, Lloyd is very quiet, but you can tell that he enjoys your presence. While everyone is turning and walking the other way upon seeing him, you're the only one walking towards him. Your arms are open and accepting, and when Lloyd slides himself into them, they are the warmest pair he could have ever asked for. It doesn't matter how cold your body is.

Lloyd has brief memories of you when you were both in Elementary school. While most of them aren't noteworthy, he thinks of them as one of the reasons he made it as far as he did in life. He constantly remembered the little kid that sat next to him during drawing time. He remembered the kid that he fought over a green crayon for before splitting it in half for the two of you. He remembered the kid that always smiled widely whenever he came into school, greeting him with a hug and holding his arm during recess.

And now he has that kid he remembers, he has you greeting him at the school doors with a hug. He has you clinging to his arm while you both walk downtown, splitting meals and giggling over people passing you both by. He has you, the two of you having that same crayon he broke for you both, you somehow making them into necklaces. And he wears it everywhere he goes, hiding it under his shirt if the place he is going is one he needs to dress nice for.

English is one of his worst subjects, he hates it with a passion and never understood why he could never grasp it. But luckily, he has that class with you, smiling every time you slid your desks together and shared a book with him. You helped him write essays late into the night, laying on his bed kicking your feet around while Lloyd read you back what he wrote.

You were smarter than him academically, and if he had an issue he was always turning towards you for it. To which you would smile and invite yourself into his house, greeting his mom with an overly tight hug. He is glad Koko likes you, but if she glances his way with a sneaky smile one more time, he just might explode at the kitchen table.

On the days were Lloyd doesn't need your help with homework, he's always inviting you out to town. The two of you enjoy your own separate parts of Ninjago, and you both try to shift your hang outs around that. One day, you would go downtown with Lloyd, putting on your best clothes for him while he tried to make sure his hair didn't look stupid with the breeze that was going on today.

Town town Ninjago City was always packed, and Lloyd liked going down there because it gave him an excuse to hold your hand. You would return the gesture by interlocking your fingers together, swinging your arms back and forth. He enjoyed the wide smile on your face as you both stood at a stop light, standing on the tips of your toes to see past the person in front of you.

While out, you can't help but slip into a few clothing stores, apologizing to Lloyd if you ever thought he was getting bored. However, Lloyd wasn't feeling bored, no not at all, he loved walking behind you, and he loved holding the clothes you tossed his way. He even enjoyed watching as you held shirts up to his face, smiling when you found the perfect shade of green that matches his eyes.

But his favorite part of shopping with you is watching you try on outfits. He would awkwardly sit outside of the dressing room, glancing to the side every time someone else would walk into the little lobby. You took a while to change into the outfits you picked, making sure everything fit properly and looked nice for the blonde, something he noted. He didn't care how you looked, he was just happy you were willing to spend time with him

And when you walk out of that dressing room, either gushing about how cute you looked or complaining about a certain article feeling too tight, he's falling all over again. He was sure what he was feeling was pure and true love as he stared at you spinning in the full length mirrors. After making sure you liked or disliked the outfit, you would turn around and ask for Lloyd's opinion, most of the time asking him to say kind words to salvage the clothing you didn't like.

All he can do is smile and shake his head, standing up and grabbing one of your hands gently. "Do another spin, please." He'd ask as he raises your hand above your head, watching as you stared up at him with a smile. Turning around, Lloyd would tilt his head and watch as your clothing spun with you before stoping in front of him again. "Perfect as always... Though, if you want my opinion--!" He'll always tell you that you look beautiful, but he knows at the end of the day you want criticism.

But if you don't, just throw on anything green and he'll tell you he loves that one the best.

Your ideal hangout is less bright and loud, you love running to the edges of town, where no one can see you. Wheat fields that farmers never check at certain hours, creeks that only had a few fishers, old abandoned houses that you made sure weren't haunted. You enjoyed these moments because you had Lloyd all to yourself, away from the prying eyes of the public.

After your group came out as being the Ninja, it's been increasingly hard to get your own time. It's either people knocking on your door or people swarming you for pictures, no matter the time, no matter who you're with. And while you enjoy the citizens and their love for the Ninja, sometimes you just want a moment to yourself, alongside Lloyd.

So, you love pulling him to the edges of down, running through wheat fields with the boy chasing after you. He would always stumble to catch up with you, blindly chasing the sound of your laughter as he ran forward. You were always faster than him, disappearing with your ghastly abilities and appearing in the opposite direction, throwing the boy for a loop.

And when Lloyd finally catches up to you, he's throwing his arms tightly around your waist and hugging you. He sweeps you off your feet, spinning you both in circles before finally returning you back to the ground. You're both giggling wildly as Lloyd buries his face in the back of your neck, pressing a few ticklish kisses here and there to hear your laughter.

When the days get too hot and the pools are too busy, you always retreat to a small lake that barely anyone knows about. Often, you would go with the other Ninja's, having a small party with them as you all cooled off. But more often than not, it's just you and Lloyd out in that lake, enjoying each others company while attempting to drown the other.

At first, the idea of swimming with you embarrasses Lloyd to an extent, but he eventually grows fond of it. After all, you're mostly covered by the dark water of the lake, so there's nothing to look at. But whenever you reach over to piggy back off him so he can swim you closer to the middle, he swears he almost drowns himself at the feeling of your skin on his.

At the end of nights, after finishing up swimming and if the sun was still somewhat in the sky, you'd find an abandoned house to chill in. There were a few scattered around, a ghost town you'd tell Lloyd, just to scare him, and they were all empty of any sort of life. They aren't in the best condition, but they are good enough to retreat to and just talk.

While those are good places for conversation, you only get the vulnerable topics in Lloyd's bed, late at night. He'll always text you two times, the buzzes practically imbedded in your mind from how often it happened. You'd slip out of your bed, or Cole's, and slip on a pair of beat up sneakers, not able to check if they are yours or Cole's, before sneaking out the back door.

Most of the time you have to climb through Lloyd's window, but when given the chance you like to use the front door. Lloyd would carefully turn the locks to avoid a click and pull the door open a certain amount to prevent a creak. Your shoes are taken off in the hallway and picked up by you as you slipped through the small gap, keeping mind of the creaky floorboards.

You'd both sneak through the small apartment, past Koko's room, and occasionally her sleeping body on the couch, before arriving at his room. He'd shut the door quietly and you would place your sneakers in the corner, removing your jacket and shedding down to your pajamas. Turning over to Lloyd, you would both just stare at each other for a moment, his frown deepening as you heard small sniffles leave his nose.

Reaching forward, Lloyd would bend his head forward so that you can capture it with your arms. You would wrap an arm around his neck while your other hand would find its way to Lloyd's hair, scratching at his scalp. And Lloyd would just wrap his arms around your waist, sniffling and lightly choking on his sobs, hiding his face in your shoulder.

Sometimes you'd both just stay there, but most time you end up dragging the boy to his bed. His room is small, so the walk isn't forceful, and you're both eventually lying in his bed within a few seconds. There, Lloyd is held by you, your legs intertwined with his and your hands placing themselves wherever Lloyd wanted them. He prefers one of them to be in his hair and the other rubbing his back, but he's not opposed to holding your hand.

There, in his small twin sized bed with a beat up comforter, he would cry in your shoulder and complain about his father. It didn't matter if he attacked the city that day or not, if he's on 'good' terms with him or not, he feels like his dad never sees him as him. And he makes sure he expresses that well enough, even if his words fail to come out of his mouth, drowned out by his sobs.

And you just listen to him, humming when appropriate and continuously pampering the boy. You never interrupt him, you always listen to every word he says, even if he's saying nothing and just crying. And when he's done, or calmed down, you pull him from your body and stare right into his tear filled, green eyes.

Reaching upwards, you wipe his tears with your thumbs, smiling down at him as you comment about how pretty you think he is. He'll sit there and listen to you speak, complimenting him so much it makes him want to start crying again. But he notes how you never ignore the reason for his tears, always sliding your own advice into your coos. And he always listens to you, nodding his head and promising to be kinder to himself, because you care about him, and he knows that you need him just as much as he needs you.

When you lean in and give him the sweetest kisses, pulling away to whisper something before leaning back in, he finally realizes just what he has. In a world that has always scorned him and kicked him in the ass, where everyone pointed and laughed at him, where everyone avoided him, he had you. Everyone else hated him, swore they would never forgive him if hell froze over, but you loved him with your whole being, giving up your self worth and pride. Just for him.

He loves kissing you, but every time he does, no matter where he is or what the purpose is, he can't help but tear up. And if he's just gotten done with crying about his father? He's sobbing all over again against your lips, holding you so close that there's no room between your bodies, your arms wrapped around his neck and pulling him closer.

There are so many other people out there for you, so many people that could treat you well. Cole was always looking out for you, making sure you were never alone, Kai and Nya had enough money to buy you everything for the rest of their lives. Jay had the best humor, always managing to make you smile and laugh, and Zane was the smartest person he knew, he surely would know how to take care of you well. Morro always attended your club meetings, he never missed one, and Harumi was from a completely different school, but she always shoved her way towards your side, holding your arm with the brightest smile. But out of them, and everyone else in school, you chose Lloyd.

You weren't asking Cole to go with you down town for a little protection, you were asking him. You weren't asking Kai and Nya to drive you around, you were asking him if he wanted to go on a walk. You weren't laughing at Jay's jokes late into the night, you were laughing with him in his bed, kicking your feet against his own. You weren't running to Zane with questions about the homework, you were running to him and asking to have a study session. You never asked Morro to stay late after school, you were asking Lloyd if he wanted to hang out at the football field after all the lights turned off. You weren't attending Harumi's school functions, you were out with Lloyd holding his hand and kissing him with so much assurance.

You were laying in his bed, holding him while he slept, kissing him when he needed it. You were doing his hair in the morning when you both woke up, picking out his outfits before dressing him. You weren't afraid to show yourself to him, whether that be with your emotions or body, and he was the same way with you. You both knew each other, you both weren't strangers, you were two people who knew they loved each other.

And Lloyd knew that he wanted to love you till he died.

He's such a boy failure, gonna kiss him

[p3n-i3]

Asking for Morro headcanons. Also, redeemed Morro x rich girlfriend?☹️

[METANOIA READER USED]

[MORRO X YOU]

↳ First things first, Morro is not the kind of guy to be rude to his S/O and I will stand by that

↳ If he chose to date you, it's because he truly loves you, and nothing will ever change that

↳ He's broken from his past, but his rough exterior is one that completely crumbles whenever he is around you

↳ For once he actually lets himself just be him for a moment, because he is not the aggressive person he makes himself out to be

↳ If the two of you are dating pre-redemption, he is very cautious about where you go and what you do. Not in a stalking kind of way, or a way that insists he's holding you back, no. Simply one of fear that you'll end up hurt without him

↳ Him being a ghost is tricky, but since your Element allows you to make yourself a ghost as well, you can indulge in whatever he needs

↳ You're the Queen of the Departed Realm and he is your loyal Guard, he wouldn't have it any other way

↳ Pre-redemption arc is a decently rough time with him, as he is desperate to achieve his goal of becoming the Green Ninja and letting the Preminent free from the Cursed Realm

↳ While he is possessing Lloyd's body, he never touches you, nor does he attempt to get close. He feels as though you only deserve him as him, not when he is in the someone else's form.

↳ Though, that doesn't mean he won't stare at you longingly, watching as you messed around with the few ghosts he had summoned to help him

↳ You're so bright and full of life, Morro doesn't know what to do with himself, and he fears that he is never enough for you

↳ Even after his redemption, he feels like you could do better, that he shouldn't be with you. You're so perfect, so pure and happy that it hurts him to see you be that way with others that aren't him. With people that are real, someone you can touch.

↳ Please grab him and assure him that despite everything that has happened, he is still your boyfriend. That you wouldn't have it any other way.

↳ However I will note that he definitely wouldn't confess to you pre-redemption arc, he wouldn't feel right to do so.

↳ Even after he's redeemed, it takes a whileeee for him to feel comfortable enough to tell you that he likes you

↳ Once together, expect a lot of late night visits from him

↳ You'll know he's around when you feel the air around you shift to a cooler tone

↳ He loves it when you're simply just around him, and he doesn't mind if you can't touch him at times

↳ But if he had a preference, he enjoys having your pinkies interlocked, just in case he needs to protect you

↳ Up until the merge, he still has his powers, so he enjoys using them on you

↳ Whenever you need to descend the Bounty, whether it be from a great height or not, he's always by your side

↳ He scoops you up and holds you bridal style before gently placing the two of you down onto the ground

↳ He also enjoys messing up your hair with a furry of wind at random times, he likes seeing you desperately try to fix it

↳ Whenever you're in a fight, and he isn't able to physically be there, there are subtle hints that he's trying to help. A forceful wind pushing your opponent off balance, a breeze that blew leaves in their faces to blind them, or a gust of wind that tosses the person back. He's always there

↳ Since you're in charge of Three Realms, (and your mommy's dead) you've got a decent amount of cash on stand by

↳ Morro isn't someone who enjoys physical gifts as much as your words or your touch, but he appreciates everything you do give him

↳ Your go to is often buying him new equipment for him to use, or maybe something that he could find useful

↳ And of course theres the playful gifts, such as you decking his weapon out in stickers, or replacing what clothes he can wear with a shade he typically doesn't enjoy

↳ Speaking of clothes, since you can ghost out, you know what to buy him and how to order it

↳ Which of course goes for a hefty price

↳ Morro doesn't really enjoy the idea of you spending your money on him, but at the end of the day if you feel the need to, he will just accept fate

↳ Come dragons rising, if you're still with the Ninja he will keep his distance.

↳ However, he does long for you while in the Spectral Lands, just wondering when you'll stop by and say hello to him

↳ Sometimes you stop by and stay for days on end, and others it's a quick touch and go. But Morro loves any visit from you, though he does enjoy the longer ones more

↳ At the end of the day, Morro finds comfort in your warm bed, holding you as best as he can while you sleep

↳ You're able to hold him and reciprocate what you can while conscious, but once that slips away, you become physical once more

↳ But that's nothing too troublesome for Morro, he'll just lay there and watch as you sleep, his hand passing through your skin as he continuously tries to caress it

↳ He thinks you're the best thing to happen to him

↳ As for dates, Morro doesn't like going out in public, especially after the whole incident of him trying to enslave humanity but whatever he's changed !!

↳ He enjoys going out for long hikes, sitting in wheat fields and playing with each others hair, watching movies in your room, simple stuff that doesn't involve a lot of commotion

↳ He likes having your attention solely on him, not anywhere else

↳ He's a quiet lover, but the way he shows his love is very loud if you pick up on his cues

↳ He'll start with holding your pinky, then shifting to hold your hand

↳ Then, when you're both alone, he gets closer, holding you in his arms while you return the gesture

↳ His kisses are hesitant and gentle, too scared of pressing too close

↳ They are light and airy, sometimes if you blink, you'll miss them

↳ His favorite place to kiss you depends on the situation

↳ While his overall favorite place is your own lips, he loves to kiss the back of your neck and right under your jaw. The areas aren't too out in the open, and they are places that aren't common for kisses. He does this so that you know he's kissing you, as he sees the look of disappointment that crosses your face when you miss one

↳ When you allow him to kiss you, he loves holding your face in his hands, and he loves having his body close to yours

↳ They are always quick kisses, but he loves to linger afterwards, holding you close and just staring down at you, seeing your smile

↳ But if you were want a longer one, he would of course give it to you, how could he not?

↳ He kisses with his eyes closed, he's not a weirdo lmao

↳ Overall, he's quiet, gentle and reassuring, someone that has lingering touches

↳ He's always there with you in one way or another, keeping you safe from the sides

↳ Constantly longing for you, and breathing sighs of relief whenever he finally gets to hold you again

↳ He loves you too much to let you go, and he never will. He will seek shelter in your arms for years to come, holding you tightly and kissing you as much as he can.

I LOVE MORRO SOBS

[p3n-i3]

Cole Brookestone, I'll always love you

[METANOIA READER USED]

[COLE X YOU]

[LIGHT SPOILERS FOR METANOIA]

You and Cole have a long history together, one that I haven't touched on much.

Your first meeting was when you were no younger than five, maybe six depending on when your birthday falls. It was the end of the summer and your mother had just left, and so had Lloyd. You were lonely and had no one else, at least that's what you had thought.

When your mother left, she told your father about the boy across the street, that he was an Elemental Master like you. However, your father was a protective man, and after the whole Lloyd situation, he wasn't having any of it. He loved you, and he'd be damned if he saw his little girl getting harmed by another boy, even if you both were 'just friends'.

Your father searched around town, trying to look for little girls that were around your age, kids you would get along with. While your father was out, Cole stumbled into your backyard with blood on his palms and scraped up knees. You were out on the back porch scribbling with chalk when you saw him, seeing the way he forced his tears down as he stared at you.

Cole quickly recognized the fact that you saw him, and tried to hide his hands behind his back. "I'm sorry, I thought his was my backyard... Where's the way to the street?" The boy was sniffling and you could clearly tell that he was hurt, despite his efforts to try and hide it. And, you being you, felt like you just had to help him, despite your father telling you to not get involved with boys.

You stood up from the porch and stumbled over to him, carefully grabbing his arm, the boy glancing at you. "I'll help you, but don't tell my Papa. I'm not supposed to talk to boys." You gestured for the boy to keep quiet as you tugged him towards your back door, barely catching his nod. From there, you opened the screen door and led him through your house and into the living room, sitting him down before running to the bathroom.

You weren't the best person to ask for help, as the way you applied bandages could've been better, but Cole was appreciative. You cleaned his wounds and tried to get rid of the blood that stained his long shorts and shirt. It was a group effort, but you managed to get it somewhat clean, to the point where Lou and Lilly wouldn't worry too much about what he had done.

After you were both done, Cole was about to leave your house when you stopped him. "Let me walk you home. You said you tripped while climbing a mountain, and you'll probably trip again." You huffed as you swatted his hand away from the door knob and grabbing it yourself. Cole just nodded his head, too sheepish to talk to you and allowed you to just do what you wanted. After all, he had never seen a girl as pretty as you before.

You were holding onto Cole's arm as he pointed to the house right across from your own, listening to you gasp. "You're my neighbor!" You smiled as you turned around to face Cole, watching as he nodded and shuffled into his front yard, the grass more vibrant than yours. "Papa always told me that no one my age lived here, we should be friends." Cole blinked and turned over as he stood in front of his door, shuffling on his feet before repeating your words back to you. Your father said you're not supposed to talk to boys.

It was then that Cole saw your frown, a small amount of panic building in him as he reached his bandaged hand forward. However, the door behind him creaked open, a small cough coming from inside as you turned to face it. "Oh, Cole, did you bring home a friend?" The tall woman asked her son gently, her eyes drifting over towards you and giving you a smile.

Suddenly, you didn't feel as confident as you did alone with Cole, your gaze shifting to the ground. "I wanna be his friend miss, but my Papa says I can't be friends with boys." You mumbled as you kicked the dirt underneath you, hesitantly letting go of Cole's arm, letting him free. But Cole stayed right next to you, a frown on his face as he turned up to face his mother.

Lilly chuckled a little at seeing the two of you frowning and pouting, crouching down to your heights. "That's fine, I'll talk to your father. I know him very well, me and my husband." You blinked as you felt Lilly's hand touch your shoulder, watching as your eyes widened as you looked up at her. "Of course I will. Now, head home, your father might get worried if you're gone for too long." Nodding your head, you gave the woman your thanks before turning over to Cole, giving him a bright smile as a goodbye.

That was your first meeting with Cole, and it certainly wasn't the last, because the next day you were back at his house. Your father was very prudent on you visiting the boy, stating that he was up to no good. But every time he grew suspicious, Lilly and Lou were right there to reassure him that the two of you were just children looking for friendship. The idea of you both making it past childhood was a fond one, but one that they never really considered.

As you and Cole started to grow, you were given more freedom with how you both hanged out. You were allowed to leave the neighborhood and walk around town, glancing at the small convenient stores and occasionally buying a snack to share. And eventually, you were allowed to run towards the pass between the two mountains your town was placed inside of.

Though your father approved that distance simply because he thought nothing was down there, nothing besides merchants. He did take note that you and Cole went down to the pass more often than not, but he never put much thought into it. Simply because Lou would state that you both were just curious, maybe you were both looking at Ninjago City in the distance.

But that wasn't the case. You had found a small two story house on the side of a beat up road, a simple power line and a mini windmill a couple feet away from it. The grass was dead with weeds, brown and littered with the sand that surrounded your town, a small creek in the back being full of the only life out there. That and the stray cats you and Cole fed.

The house was worn down, the wood creaking with each step, or the walls screaming with every small brush of the wind. But neither you nor Cole cared, in fact you embraced these small features as best as you could. There was nothing but broken furniture inside of the house, some of them usable, and others not so much, yet you still tried to fix them.

Your favorite place, and Cole's as default, was on the second floor, a decent sized bedroom with a mattress pinned against the wall. You and Cole would sit on your knees and lean out of the windowless wall, watching as people crossed through the pass. Sometimes, you would toss a few rocks towards the travelers that screamed no good, ducking down and giggling at each other when they tried to find you.

When the days got too hot, you and Cole would retreat to the creek behind the house, as it was shallow. Sometimes you would just sit in the water, talking about school or other harmless hobbies. But most of the time, the two of you were splashing each other and engaging in small water fights, scaring the fishes. Sometimes, the stray cats you fed would join in, shaking themselves and splashing you both with the water from their coats.

Cole loved that house to death, memorizing from front to back, drawing it in his old sketch book. He knew that when you were both older, you would move into that house, or maybe one built after it. Though, Cole would prefer the actual house, he would clean it up as best as he could for either of you, no matter how long that took.

You, not so much, as it quickly became something that you almost forgot about. But Cole didn't blame you for almost forgetting it, you had a lot on your plate since you were a girl going through her things. He would always be right by your side if you stated you didn't feel well enough to go out and visit the house, bringing you what you needed.

Whenever you started your cycle, your father started to tighten his rules around Cole. You were growing and curious, and your father hated the idea of you leaving him just like your mother had done. And though he knew that Cole was a good kid, one that wouldn't overstep any boundaries placed, he was still paranoid. What if you both fell in love and ran away, would you still remember your father, or would you be too consumed with Cole and your possible children?

You loved your father to death, you knew that he was just trying to protect you, but his rules were starting to get a little crazy. Cole was going through his own changes as well, you both acknowledged that in your own ways. But you neither pushed farther than needed, because it was a sensitive subject, you both knew that, and you wondered if your father did as well.

Cole abided by your fathers rules, keeping his distance while hanging out, not touching your hand, not looking for too long... It wasn't until his mother started to get sick did he start to break those rules. Cole wanted comfort from someone that wasn't his father, something that wasn't his bed and someone that saw him for him. And you were that person.

You would both sneak around, hugging each other tightly and getting closer than what your father would have wanted. While to him, it might've looked like you both were secretly dating, it was the complete opposite. Cole just wanted to be comforted by you, to know that everything was alright, and you wanted to be there for him in anyway you could. So, you would sneak over and hug the boy as he slept, something that he would learn how to reciprocate when it came time.

When Cole's mother passed, he became distant from his father, and Lou became distant from him. The two of them rarely spoke, your friend indulging in you and his father indulging in his job, leaving for Ninjago City more often. It was then that your father understood just how much the two of you needed each other, and slowly started to break down the walls he had built.

You and Cole were inseparable after his mother passed, it got to the point where your advisors made sure you were both in the same classes in high school. And although you didn't know it was on purpose, you had a sneaking suspicion that it was your father's plan. He was always a man that made sure you were safe, and now that he was warming up to Cole, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Cole was a boy.

All through out high school, or the years Cole was with you, the two of you stuck together. Cole made sure to sit next to you in classes, made sure to eat lunch with you, and made sure no one talked ill about you. He wasn't a guy who would actively engage in a small fight, but he was one that would throw an insult or two if it came to the point. He was humble, but seeing as this was before he was a ninja, he was a little more rough around the edges than usual.

He would hide you behind his back when at parties you were invited to, asking if you were alright. If you wanted to go to football games or band concerts, he was right next to you, cheering and glancing at you every now and then. He never wanted you to feel uncomfortable, so if you showed the smallest sign of it, he was standing up and helping you leave.

High school was a rough patch for you, as your Elemental Abilities were starting to creep in, and your father passed away. You moved in with Cole after he had passed, Cole unsure of how to act without your father around. When he was around, Cole always knew what rules he had to follow, and how your father wanted him to treat you. But now that he was gone, Cole had no idea if what he was doing was right with you.

While he was following blind and broken rules, ones that were starting to fade with time, you chose to break them farther. Your father stated that in no condition would the two of you share a bed, but you broke that. You slept right next to your friend, hugging him tightly and crying into his shoulder, the warmth of your two bodies being greater than the clothes on your backs.

And with these broken rules came a friendship that mended itself so tight that it was almost suffocating. For the few months Cole had left with you, he was glued to your side, holding your hand and holding you close. Nothing was too private for either of you, the boy sitting on the sink while you showered, the curtain drawn and covering you.

You were so consumed with grief that you barely were able to accept and move on, shutting away your teenage years. With this came no idea of love for you, it was something that was so distant, yet eager for your classmates. Some wanted to find the love of their live in high school, others just wanted small flings here and there, you and Cole wanted neither.

Cole wanted you, and you wanted to be free of grief.

A handful of girls and boys took interest in you, as you were a good looking person, one that some envied. You took care of yourself as best as you could, and your green streaks, something that people used to distain, became something people sought for. You were somewhat popular, but you had no idea, because you never engaged with anyone. Cole knew it, though, and he hated it.

He hated seeing how others looked at you, not how he looked at you, no, it was something different. Most looked at you with kind eyes, stares of admiration and longing, and others look at you with nothing but lust and rage. You were pretty, Cole and the others knew it, you knew it, and it was something that Cole ended up hating at one point.

You were so pretty that it physically hurt him to watch you go outside and go to class. He would see the way others tried so hard to get your attention in ways that weren't just kind gestures. He saw the way girl and boys would cling to you, asking for you to spend just one night with them, even if the question was innocent, a sleepover. Yeah right.

And Cole knew that if he wasn't right next to you that you would accept blindly. You weren't naive nor were you stupid, but you wanted everyone to be happy, and you loved seeing people smile. You hated the frown that encapsulated their faces when Cole would touch your shoulder, saying that you were busy that night. Or that you couldn't make it, that you had a curfew or whatever bullshit Cole was able to make up on the spot.

You knew something was wrong, as half the lies he made up were far from the truth, but you said nothing. Maybe it was because you secretly didn't want to go with the strangers that were your classmates. Or maybe it was because you didn't want to feel another persons hands on you, someone that wasn't Cole.

However, when Cole left Sophomore year to become a Ninja, you were a target that was far too large. You knew how to defend yourself, of course you did, but you hated seeing people upset. And everyone knew that you hated seeing people sad, so they used that to their advantage.

"Y/n, why don't you come to my party? We won't do anything crazy, just a few shots."

"There's going to be a get together of a couple people this weekend, I'll be there. Do you want to come with me? Nothing's going to happen."

"Tomorrow is my birthday, won't you come to my house to celebrate it? Yes, other people will be there. Come on, don't you want to wish me a happy birthday? It would mean the world if you came."

People threw around excuses, ways to slip around your words and make your heart tug at the idea. You hated seeing people upset, and the pouts on their faces didn't make it any easier for you to turn them down. Of course, you turned down what you could, but for the few parties that you attended, you forced yourself into a corner and prayed that everything would blow over.

You felt so alone without your friend, and you didn't dare to reach out to others. They were too daring, and you were too vulnerable, you didn't trust anyone else with your heart and your body besides Cole. He was your only friend, the only man you would allow to see you hurt, to see you as you were.

High school dragged for you until you met a girl, you couldn't remember her face, but you remembered her bright red hair. She was popular enough to have a few people in her friend group, and she was gorgeous. And for some reason, she thought you were the prettiest thing she had ever seen, someone she needed to have in her life.

So, you indulged in her for a little while, because her gaze was so sweet, not like the others. Her touch was soft, and she always made sure to check if you were comfortable before holding your hand. However, her love towards you didn't feel right, and in the end you couldn't reciprocate what she was giving you. While it hurt you to see her upset, you knew it was better than blindly filling her with false hope.

Once you were out of high school, you lived with Lou for a little while before the guilt started to eat at you once more. Someone came and killed your father, cold blooded murder, and you were afraid they would get Lou as well. So, you packed what little you had and moved to Ninjago City, telling Lou that you would visit him often, and go see his shows in the city.

From there, you got a job at an animal shop, and made a decent living, abandoning your thoughts of going any further. Cole would exchange letters with you, giving you cool gadgets he found on his missions. Though, it wasn't enough, you still felt lonely. You and your three contacts in your phone, Cole, Lou and one of Lou's work friends.

You watched from the sidelines as Cole saved the City time and time again, happy to see him alright. Though despite the fact that he was right there, so close and within reach, you were too scared to go up and just say hello. It was only when Zane had passed did you realize just how lonely your friend might've felt, seeing his frown at the funeral. Yet, you remained quiet, and left your prayers silently.

A few months passed after that, and you received a letter, but it wasn't from Cole. It was an invitation to a Tournament of Elements, stating your full name and the Element you had desperately been trying to hide. Panic consumed you at the thought of Cole finding out, and you quickly threw away the invitation, hiding away for a week.

A part of you was worried that you would be reprimanded for not attending the event, but nothing happened in the days pass. You watched as Cole once again saved the city, a feeling of relief crossing you. Maybe you secretly dodged a bullet.

From there, Cole was sent to find you, Wu breaking the news that you were an Elemental Master. While Cole didn't want to believe it, he supposed that there were signs that he had chosen to ignore. But he didn't want to accept it, he hates the idea of you being blindly tossed into danger like he constantly was. But, he would also be closer to you, and he craved that.

Time passed, and when he met you again after searching for Wu, he swore he fell in love again. You had matured, as did he, and you looked different, and you held a different emotion, one he couldn't understand. Your eyes were cold, and your expression was overwhelmingly sad, yet your touch was gentle, and your smile was persistent.

And when you almost died, oh he was so unbearably sad. Seeing your eyes staring back at him with nothing, not even the smallest shine to signal you were alive. Your skin was paling from blood loss, and your face was covered with the liquid and your own vomit. You stunk from the rain water, and your hair was a mess of hair dye and your green streaks sticking out from it.

When you were finally granted permission to go back to the Monastery, Cole was unsure of how to feel. While he was happy you were alive and going to be alight, he didn't like the idea of you continuing to be a Ninja. He wanted you to turn around, to go home and live a life that wasn't full of danger, to live with peace. But he knew you couldn't.

You're the Queen of Three Realms, The Departed Realm deepened on you and fed off your emotions. The Cursed Realm was broken, and you were desperately trying to fix it, sowing the holes that were created from the Prieminents fall. The Underworld was a Realm that was so close to insanity that if you glanced away for even a second, all hell would break loose. There is no way you were going to find rest like this, so Cole just sucked it up.

But if you're going to stay as a Ninja, you're never leaving his line of sight, he made that clear to Lloyd. To which, the blonde could only nod and agree, neither of the Ninja's finding a good reason to let you be alone. While you might hate the idea of constantly being tied to another, your friends couldn't bear to lose you. Not again.

I love your guys' relationship in Metanoia so badly ugh

[p3n-i3]

Thinking abt...

[METANOIA READER USED]

[[MAINLY]COLE/JAY/ZANE/LLOYD/KAI/NYA/MORRO X YOU]

Imagine prom in the Ninjago movie verse.

Proms only a thing for Juniors and Seniors so you only had the honor of attending homecoming. (you still go to homecoming but its lame in comparison) Thus brings up the heated debate on who's going to ask you out first, as everyone has been sitting on it. Spoiler alert, it's Cole who asked you to be his prom date first, but he had the advantage of you living with him.

He actually asked you to be his prom date on complete accident, it was late at night when he had done so. He was lying on his back in your bed while you were sprawled on the opposite side, hand slapped against his face and foot on his leg. Of course he got uncomfortable real quick and decided to take up the bed as well, almost trapping you under him.

When you groaned out his name, half conscious, and asked him to move, Cole kinda froze and forgot what you had asked. It was silent and you thought that this was the end of the line for you until you heard him speak. "Go to prom with me... as my date." He was so tired you couldn't even hear him speak properly, and his face was buried in the mattress as well.

You, being tired as well, said yeah sure okay before flipping over and away from him. You both slept after that before you woke up in the morning, eating breakfast when it suddenly hit Cole. He was bewildered and asked if you remembered what he had asked you last night. You stared at him long and hard, making him panic, before you nodded your head. "Yeah, you asked me to flip over then something about cake." Oh he is cheering that you forgot holy shit.

Literally asked you to be his prom date that day while you were both walking home from school. It wasn't anything fancy, but he knew you wouldn't care any less, and you really didn't. You kinda just stopped and looked at him with a smirk before dramatically falling in his arms, stating that you had been waiting since the prom date was released for him to ask you. In truth you really had been and you were about to grow a pair and ask him yourself, but thankfully he beat you to it.

You also wouldn't have minded if the others had asked you out, but you knew that Cole would somehow be the one. He was totally nonchalant after you accepted his proposal too. (no he wasn't) And the second you were both home you told Lou and he was actually over the moon.

However telling Lou you were both going to prom was a mistake, saying you were going together? Oh brother yall are cooked.

You guys started to dread going home, Cole even temporarily joined your club so you both could stay after school. Lou had mandatory dance lessons after school, teaching you both how to slow dance. He stated that it was simply because he didn't want the two of you to embarrass yourselves at prom, but you saw his camera. He is a LIER.

Lou knows you're both going to embarrass yourselves on prom night, everyone does, but he clings to that excuse. Now, it's not that you and Cole don't like the dance lessons, they are fine and you both don't care, but it's odd. The two of you knew how to slow dance, Lou made sure you did the second you moved in, it was your moving audition or something. But Lou was practically shoving it down yalls throats..

Eventually he does stop pestering you both and allows you both to just be goofy people. However, he is always there when it comes to prom planning, he's lurking and stalking. You guys could literally be TEXTING about prom while right next to each other and suddenly he's a mind reader.

That being said, he goes with you and Cole when going dress and/or suit shopping for both of you. Since you guys are each others dates, of course yall gotta match, are you kidding. Cole also has devious plans to ask you out again for next year, so he's already got ideas brewing.

This year, you both are going to wear his favorite color, and next year you'll both wear yours. That being said, you'll have to suck it up and wear orange, because the smile on Cole's face when he sees you in it is priceless. Whether it's a dress in the color, or your tie is matching his, he is over the moon and giddy with excitement. He literally giggles and comes over to hug you, to which you try and escape but you really can't.

On the night of prom, the two of you are of course getting ready together. He helps you do your hair and you do his, he helps you tie whatever you need, helps you put on your shoes, you name it he's doing it. He loves just sitting and watching you get ready for the night, the kindest and sweetest smile lacing his face. He is so in love oh my god help him.

Once you're both done and put together Lou takes a billion pictures there's no running from him. You can see barely see it on his face, but Cole's eyes show just how shy he is right next to you. Usually, he is all about wrapping his arm around your waist and hugging you close, but right now he is an actual mess.

His arm is hovering over your waist as he stands with as much distance as possible, you and Lou are glaring at him. Grab him by the suit and drag him next to you or he will not get any closer than what he's doing. He is just so embarrassed because it feels wrong to be right next to you right now, you just look so pretty. He can't help it, he feels like if he touches you, you'll crumble and run away.

After an embarrassing photo session that almost ends up with you both being late, you arrive to prom. Of course it's loud as shit, but Cole is always blasting music so you lowkey don't have any hearing left. It's hard to find the others, so you both decide to just hang out before searching for them, who knows, maybe they'll find you.

Having you both wander is actually a bad idea because you both ended up at the DJ stand. Cole is begging the DJ to take his song requests while you're behind his back, throwing both of your names in for prom King and Queen. You both turn back around to face each other when you're done, and Cole knows something is wrong because of the smile on your face. He says nothing though because he has no proof...

Kai and Nya are the first people to spot you through the crowd, each of their reactions being heartfelt. Nya is screaming your name with a wide smile, while Kai is also screaming, but he actually looks petrified. The two of them waste no time throwing themselves on you and hugging you tightly, swaying the three of you side to side momentarily.

After breaking apart, Nya sticks to your side, holding your arm gently while she eyes you up and down with the biggest smile ever. Kai, on the other hand, is throwing an arm around Cole's shoulder and bringing him in close. "You're lucky, you know that? I was totally gonna ask her..." Cole just rolls his eyes and shoves him off playfully, because yeah right. Even as Kai is muttering about next year, Cole is just shaking his head with a stupid smile.

Kai eventually saunters back over to you, throwing his arm over your shoulder and keeping you close. The music is loud, and everyone else is louder, so it's hard to hear him when he speaks. It's only when he bends down and presses the side of his head to yours do you actually start to hear him.

It's hard to make out exactly what he's saying, but you're giggling nonetheless because his breath is ticklish. With the way the two of you are holding each other and with your giggles, people started to think he was actually your prom date. Was this Kai's plan? Maybe, but he's a Ninja, he's sneaky like that.

From the depths of the crowd, Jay eventually swam through them and found your group. You're the first one to notice the timid boy, and you practically SHOVED Kai off you to greet him. Jay is about to combust, you threw your arms around him and he got one sniff of your perfume and he's dead. Like, he actually goes limp in your arms.

Since he's a tad shorter than you, you're throwing your arms around his shoulders and pulling him in that way. You're of course mindful of his hair since it looked put together, and try to keep your distance from it. However, your cheek is pressed against his and his chest is on yours, he is not breathing at this point. You always were a close hugger, even giving everyone little kisses of appreciation on the cheek, but wowowowow.

When you pull away, you're shaking the boys by the shoulders, screaming about how you didn't expect Jay to be here. In reality, Jay actually did NOT want to come, but he also realized that you and Cole would be coming. Since he didn't want to miss out on seeing you, I mean seeing everyone, he decided last minute to come.

You're too absorbed in telling Jay how nice he looked that you didn't notice Zane sneaking up behind you. It's only when the boy touches your shoulder do you whip around to face him, your smile bright. Zane almost malfunctions because HELLO WHAT THE FUCK UR SO PRETTY??? Your smile is so wide and your eyes are so bright he is in awe.

He is only blinked out of his trance when you hug his abdomen tightly. He chuckles and carefully places his hands on your hips as a way to return the hug, ducking his head low. His suit is all white so you're careful to not touch your face to it, but you note that he smells better than usual. (He made sure he was extra perfect for you)

It's rather easy to find Lloyd that night, as everyone is distancing themselves from the boy as usual. You were quick to wave him over, watching as he sheepishly did so and opened his arms up for a hug. Please hug him. right now.

He's almost as embarrassed as Jay, but he does have a little bit of confidence in him. After all, he seems to feel a little more comfortable with his surroundings whenever you are around. However, the second you tell him he looks good and he's actually dead wow okay.

Once your group is done and sorted through, Kai is quickly dragging you to the dance floor with Cole right behind him. Sure, Cole's fine with you hanging out with everyone else, but you're his date so.. you don't mind if he tags along with, right?

Now, Kai isn't all up on you in like a weird way, but he's all up on you because it's Kai. He's holding your hand, pulling your arm, holding you close to him while he attempts to dance, which he sucks at. You're practically being manhandled on that damn dance floor but it's in the silliest and non threatening way possible.

He's the guy that would drag you to the dance floor if he heard the songs like Cupid Shuffle or Wobble come on. Even if the most underground song came on, you're going with him if he thinks the vibes are right. And guess what? With Kai, they are always right because he just has the positive mind set.

With the other Smith, Nya is also someone who pulls you to the dance floor, but when her favorite songs come on. Her songs are kinda like niche so it's rare, but if some white girl music comes on she drags you on as a joke. Of course she does stuff for the bit, but she ends up enjoying the results, because she likes seeing you laughing.

She'll hold your hands and bounce the two of you back and forth on the floor, occasionally knocking someone over. She really isn't someone who gets dressed up for fancy occasions, so you're a little surprised that she did. Her hair is tied up as always though, it makes you smile to note that some things just don't change about your friends.

When you're not being bombarded by the siblings to dance, you're more than likely at the snack bar with Cole and Jay. Your friend couldn't help himself when he saw portions of his favorite sweets, and you just so happened to drag Jay with you. Although the ginger isn't complaining, snacking is the safest option besides standing in the corner at prom.

Still, Jay does shift a little when a few songs come on, so you and Cole of course shuffle together with the boy. It's nothing big or crazy, just both of your arms wrapped around the ginger and swaying the three of you side to side. Jay's just sheepishly giggling and leaning closer to you than Cole, his friend joking around and getting closer to him. All you can do is laugh and do the same as Cole, seeing how embarrassed it makes Jay.

Jay's not really the one to snack as much, but when he does he's a little bit of a messy eater. You're just dramatically sighing and wiping his face off while you're both tucked in a corner, Cole somewhere else. Jay is continuously shuffling as he had his back pressed against the wall, you ridiculously close to him with a focused expression.

Of course nothing happens, to Jay's disappointment, but it does get a few stares every now and then. And when you're done pampering Jay and making sure that he didn't stain his suit, you're being dragged away. By who you may ask? Morro of course !!

Again, he's all fine and dandy with you being close with your other friends, but sometimes he's just a little selfish. He rarely gets to go on outings with you that aren't just club activities, so he tries to take what he can get. And you were just standing there staring at Jay, so obviously you weren't doing anything too important.

Morro isn't the person to go to public outings, you of all people know that, so you're not surprised when he sat you both at one of the tables. The two of you kind of just stare at each other, a knowing smile on your face as Morro attempts to look away from you. But he finds it hard when you look so radiant, something he really isn't used to.

You never dress up to go out with him, because you guys always go out into the woods or some abandoned building. There's no real reason for you to make yourself look nice when you're going to end up tearing a piece of clothing. Not only that, but if you did decide to make yourself look nice for those simple occasions, Morro would be more than distracted. And he couldn't afford that, how else was he supposed to protect you if he's distracted looking at you?

The two of you quietly point at a few classmates and giggle when you see them trip over their feet. It's only when Lloyd comes over and traces his hand over your shoulder before sitting down does Morro's expression shift. The blonde typically isn't confident when it comes to you, Morro as well, but there are certain instances where they both grow a pair.

And that's when they are in each other's vicinity.

Morro and Lloyd went to the same Elementary and Middle school, they have generational beef. Lloyd was always a single score better than Morro in their classes, and despite the fact that the blonde was the most hated, he was still more popular. Sure, his popularity was fueled by hate, but at least people were looking at him, acknowledging him.

So when it came to high school, the two of course split and never talked again, until they both met you. Lloyd had of course found you first, Morro always being a step behind him, but you loved the two of them all the same. However, they are kinda stupid and can't really see that, so they always make it a competition to see who you can focus on for longer.

Lloyd sat himself down on your other side, watching as your eyes followed his figure with a smile as he did so. Shuffling in your chair, Lloyd asked what the two of you were doing, watching as you started to explain. The blondes eyes tried to stay on you, but they were more focused on the black haired individual right next to you, a deep frown on his face.

Lloyd only smiled and shuffled a little closer, his arm draped on the back of your chair as he leaned his head closer. You paused you talking to narrow your eyes at him, watching as he just blinked innocently at you. To which, you smacked your hand lightly on his face and pushed him away, listening to him giggle as he sat back in his chair properly.

Once your hand was back to your side, you felt a finger craze against the skin of your arm. Turning over, you could see the silent plea Morro held in his eyes as he glared at Lloyd momentarily, the blonde unaware. Sighing and shaking your head, you kicked the boys ankle a little to get your point across, Morro just huffing at you.

The three of you sat there, light bickering coursing between the two before the music started to shift. Your lips pursed a little as you heard the tunes slowly shift into something softer, slower, something that gave you after school trauma. And you could also feel the glares of the two boys next to you on one another as Lloyds grip on the back of your chair tightened.

Sighing and smiling, you glanced backwards and stood up when you felt your friend coming over, saving you. Cole was quick to drag you away from the two green heads, watching as you gave them a brief wave. The two of them could only just sink back into their chairs and watch you and Cole disappear with small frowns on their faces. Oh well, maybe one day.

While the after school dance lessons were traumatizing, it was still something you and Cole enjoyed. And it was clear that you both did when your friend carefully took your hand in his, placing his hand carefully on your waist. You returned the soft gestures by squeezing his hand right back and placing your other on his shoulder, staring up at the taller with a smile.

The dance was nothing special, as most slow dances are, just the two of you swaying side to side with the occasional spin. However, it felt like everything was right in the world with Cole as he stared down at you. Seeing you looking up at him with lights covering you perfectly, wearing his favorite color and holding him just as gently. He was about to pass away, sos.

While Cole had his eyes practically glued on you, that doesn't mean he isn't paying attention to everything. He notices the way another couple might accidentally get too close before shuffling the two of you out of their way. He makes sure your shoes don't accidentally catch onto the small lift in the floor boards, the venue your school had picked wasn't the best. But he does never fail to notice the way you kindly thank him with your eyes afterwards, that is something he never misses.

And when the song comes to an end, you shift your arms to wrap around his neck, watching as his smile shifts for a moment. Cole looks almost panicked as he places both of his hands on your waist, holding you carefully. Rolling your eyes and tugging him a little closer, you place your forehead on his, looking him in the eyes and thanking him for bringing you.

Cole just dumbly nods his head while trying to keep his gaze focused on your eyes, not anywhere else. It's not like he wants to kiss you or anything, that would be weirdddd. You're both friends, the best of friends! Why would he wanna kiss his amazingly gorgeous, funny, beautiful, striking, amazing, kind and sweet best friend???

It's only when you lean to the side and kiss his cheek does he let a small giggle slip. Cole was quick to shut his mouth though, keeping his gaze at the floor as you pulled back and looked at him. The two of you glance at each other momentarily before either of you is bursting out with laughter, the boy just dragging your chest to his and dragging you off the dance floor.

As the night unwinds, you find yourself seated with Cole at one of the tables, your shoulder pressed against his. He has his arm lazily wrapped around your side, keeping you close, while clicking around on his phone. You on the other hand have your eyes closed, attempting to take a small power nap as Cole bounced his leg impatiently. The two of you had practically done all you could at the venue, and it was starting to get late, you were both only staying to see who won prom King and Queen.

Though Cole wasn't particularly interested in seeing who won, you seemed like you cared a lot. So, he decided to stick it out for just a little longer, messaging his father that you both were going to leave after a while. Lou could only pester your friend into sending every picture that was taken, Cole just shaking his head as he adjusted his posture.

Whenever someone would walk over, the boy would randomly shift, pulling you slightly closer. It's not that he wasn't against you going up and dancing with other pretty boys and girls, nooo. He's just making sure that you're getting the sleep that you wanted right now, of course! Just don't tell him that every time he shifts, he thwarts your attempts in doing so.

Sighing and placing his phone down, Cole nudged you awake when he saw a girl dressed in silver walk up to the small DJ stand. You shuffled and sat up a little straighter when you noticed what was happening, catching Cole's attention. He glanced down at you, watching as your brows furrowed a little as the girl opened the little envelope in her hands, turning over to glance at her momentarily.

It's only when he hears both of your names leave her lips does he understand what you have done. However, he doesn't really get time to process the fact, as you're standing up and dragging him by his tux's sleeve. And even when he's standing up in front of everyone, he doesn't really realize what was happening until he turned to look over at you.

You had that stupid smile on your face that told him that you had fooled him once again. Somehow, you always managed to do something behind his back that was beyond him, but the results were always positive. Because he still couldn't get over the smile you had, even as the sash was placed across him, he was still glancing at you.

Stepping off to the side, you both got your pictures for the year book before finally calling it quits for the night. You said goodbye to your friends before leaving the building, sighing as the cold air of the night brushed against you. Your shoes were discarded and in your hands, Cole attempting to message his dad and find out where the man was.

With a small stumble, Cole was quick to pick you up despite your giggles of protest. All he did was smile and state that it wouldn't be right to let his queen walk around barefooted and hurting. Even when his dad pulled up and greeted you both, Cole was careful to sit you in the back seat before climbing after you.

And when you both got home, you were both quick to retreat to your room, Lou just smiling fondly as you shut the door. There was no effort in attempting to take off your clothes for something more comfortable. Cole simply undid his tie, took off his shoes and coat before throwing himself on the bed after you, listening to you scream under neath him.

After shuffling around for a moment, you both laid on your sides, facing each other with bright smiles. Though Cole wanted to say more, do more, he didn't when he saw the way your eyes drooped every passing second. So, he allowed you to fall asleep with him by your side, pulling you close and holding you tight, not caring if your makeup stained his dress shirt.

Yeahhhh he's asking you out to prom next year too, no doubt.

Probably gonna write abt Lloyd and his daddy issues next

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