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so-sures-blog · 3 months

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Icebound

icebound definition: surrounded, obstructed, or covered by ice.

In which Zane uses his element against the Overlord to save the city and his friends. Because it wasn’t about numbers, it was about family.

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It is the end, and Zane knows it.

The Overlord is conquering Ninjago City, webs of gold stringing across buildings like Christmas lights and tying up his friends like flies. They struggle, but it is useless under the might of the Overlord.

Zane flips out of the way of a golden band reaching to ensnare him and lands on a roof. All of his friends are tied up, and only Zane is free. He knows what he has to do. He is the only one who can.

“Support me, friends. For one last time.”

He takes a running leap off the ledge, and Jay flips midair so his feet plant squarely on top of his. Then Cole, Lloyd, Kai, Sensei Garmadon, and Wu.

He soars, flying straight at the Overlord, and grabs onto his golden fangs.

Immediately, he feels its power, and its agony. Pain rips into every crevice of his body; his jolts rattle and shake and his wires spark under his skin.

“Let my friends go!” Zane shouts.

“Go where, Doomed Ninja?” The Overlord sneers. Its eyes, red and hateful, glare into him.

Zane writhes under the immense pain and power. His body cannot handle it, he knows, and he feels himself falling apart under it.

“The Golden Weapons are too powerful for you to behold. Your survival chance is low.”

But Zane isn’t trying to hold them. He’s trying to destroy them.

He thinks of his brothers. He thinks of PIXAL. He thinks of his father. He thinks of an old man with long white hair as pure as snow and ice blue eyes that visited him a long time ago, who had come and left as quickly as winter did and had breathed that power into him because he saw him worthy of it.

“This … isn’t about numbers … It's about family!”

The golden webs holding the Ninja fall and they escape. He can hear them screaming, telling him to let go, and he thanks them for that. Wu and Garmadon grab onto them and yank them back, away from the oncoming destruction.

His core — his heart — started reaching critical mass. Frost began creeping upon the Overlord’s fangs. Something blue and blinding in his heart freezes under his power, and Zane embraces it. It's his power. His choice.

“I am a Nindroid. And Ninja never quit. Go Ninja … go!”

He is the Master of Ice. He was built to protect those who cannot protect themselves. He stands for peace, freedom, and courage in the face of all who threaten Ninjago.

Frostbite burns his skin away; jolt and wires freeze under the cold; until he is left completely bare.

The last glimpse they get of Zane is him surrounded by a blizzard of his own making, bright and beautiful like a supernova. Burning blue and white with the terrible brilliance of his own determined choice.

Zane died; not as a machine, not as a human, not as a tool of anyone or anything — but as himself. Zane died to save the ones he loves.

And woke up as something completely different.

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PIXAL climbs her way up the steep cliff side, careful to place her foot in secure crevices in case she slipped and fell from the icy mountain. Heavy snow blinded her vision as the blizzard whipped around her, but she kept her pace steady and sure.

It had been months since she had left Ninjago City and began her search. Months since Zane’s death and memorial. PIXAL knew, logically, that she should be back there, properly mourning him. But she could not.

He had never given up on her, not when she was under the Overlord’s control or when she was struggling with the newness of emotions.

And that meant she could never give up on him.

When she had first met Zane, she became more than a machine meant to function. He was vital to her, and she was a part of him.

She carried half his heart, and against all logical explanations, she knew he was still alive.

She did not tell the Ninja of her suspicions: the immediate aftermath of Zane’s loss had been devastating. She’d watched as the team fractured, splitting at the seams as they all fled their separate ways, too heartsore and dizzy with grief to do much otherwise. She did not tell Cyrus Borg where she was going either, for she knew if he begged her to stay, she would.

If she had told them she had seen a snowy wraith emerge from the destruction of the frozen, apocalyptic atmosphere on the rooftop, she would have been told she had imagined it due to her grief.

And while she was grieving, she was not imagining it. She is a Nindroid, and she did not have an imagination. PIXAL was built to observe, to analyze, to collect data and gather information. She built theories and hypothesized, not assumed.

So she followed the signs. She kept track of all weather anomalies that happened across Ninjago — sudden snowstorms, cold drops in temperatures that swept through small villages and towns. It led her all across the country until it ended here, with her climbing up the frozen, snow-peaked mountain.

Finally, PIXAL arrived at her destination.

The Ice Temple.

Slowly, she makes her way towards it. Her sensors indicate the temperature dropping the closer she gets. For a normal human, they would have already gotten frostbite without the proper equipment and numb with it, but PIXAL was made of metal. The cold did not bother her.

She peers into the glacial architecture, but does not enter. Or more like, she is unable to. It feels as if there is some sort of force of winter that is keeping her at bay.

“Zane?” Hope finds its way into the desperation of her voice. Freezing winds whip her hair out of its ponytail and against the purple circuits on her cheeks, but she barely notices. “Is that you?”

There’s nothing except for the howling wind, then her eyes catch movement. Slowly, almost like a ghost, a figure starts to come closer, making a shape against the blizzard.

If PIXAL had lungs, all the air would have rushed out of them.

A being made of pure winter floated in front of her. Formed of ice and frost and molded by the wind, it stood there and looked at her. Opaque ice carved the face that has been imprinted in her memory drives, the one she had traveled across the entire world to see again.

It was frozen, and beautiful, and Zane.

Inside her neural drive, alarms were blaring into her system, flashing behind her eyes. Warning: Severe weather alert. Temperature reaching sub-zero levels. Retreat into a warmer climate —

PIXAL shut off the notifications.

“Hello,” she says. Zane does not move. She dares a step closer. “Do you recognize me?”

He says nothing, so PIXAL continues on. It feels like their roles were reversed when they first met: she, the one struck speechless by the other’s beauty. Him, stoic to it all.

“I’m PIXAL, the Primary Interactive X-ternal Assistant Lifeform. I’m a … friend. I came searching for you to bring you home. There are things about you that you don’t understand. That you have yet to discover. I am here to help you remember.”

Zane is quiet, but she senses that he is listening. Something glowing in her chest aches.

“It is alright if you don’t remember me,” PIXAL says. She cannot cry, but is she would she could. She is still new to emotions, and many are overwhelming her: joy and grief and something fierce and pure deep in her heart. “I remember you. And we are still compatible.”

Zane tilts his head and drifts closer. The snow slows its fall, the wind stopping altogether. Snowflakes gently coat her hair. Now that he is closer, she can see the differences that make him unlike the old Zane: he doesn’t have the one dimple on the right side of his cheek, or the small beauty mark on his collarbone, or the tiny scar on his index finger from his shuriken.

But he is still Zane, even as an icy spirit.

She held out a hand. “Your brothers miss you very much. Will you come back with me, Zane?”

He is silent, staring at her. Unlike before, it is impossible to know what he is thinking. She gazes up at him, imploring. His eyes have no irises or pupils, so she is simply staring up at pinpricks of pure blue light.

Slowly, his hand reaches out of her.

BANG!

A loud sound echoes across the ice, and out of nowhere chains of Vengestone come flying out and capture him.

Fear slams into her. “Zane!” PIXAL cries.

Ice races out from his body and across the chains as Zane struggles, but no matter what, he can’t break them.

PIXAL whips around to face the assailant.

A man in his thirties, wrapped in a thick parka to prevent the cold and wearing a red mask. He has shoulder-length brown hair and is wearing a dyed red straw hat, and under it she can see he is hiding an eyepatch.

“What are you doing?” PIXAL shouts. Anger — an emotion she rarely feels — burns through her.

The man lowers his gun and pulls out another one before she can even blink.

“Sorry, sweetheart. Just following orders.”

Before she can question what that means, he fires. A net tangles her limbs together and brings her down against the cold snow. Before she can fight against it, electricity courses through her.

And then everything went black.

#ninjago #ninjago fic #ninjago au #ninjago seabound #reboot au #ninjago pixane #zane julien #pixal borg #ninjago ronin #ninjago overlord #kai smith #jay walker #cole brookstone #lloyd garmadon #ninjago wu #ninjago garmadon

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mysterycitrus · 5 months

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can i get a dickie...

now ur speaking MY language

Headcanon A: realistic

dick loves kids. he loves lian, and cerdian, and irey and jai and wade, and chris and damian. he loves the younger titans and young justice. he tries to never show it, but when they turn to him first, instead of clark or bruce or diana or j'onn, it makes him feel giddy, like he's about to soar up into the stratosphere.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

dick loves lying, we know this. however he favourite activity is lying about his early days of robin, when bruce was struggling to acclimate to parenting and the world was just a little more absurd. tim tries to one up him by talking about that time santa got nuked by a sentient meteor. that's cute, dick replies, but you weren't around when bruce had to synthesise a literal cure for ugly.

is he lying? is he telling the truth? they'll never know - he's already paid off alfred, and bruce just grunts.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

once he told roy that he couldn't make love with someone he didn't love, and that's true. but after - after, he sleeps around for the first time in his life. he knows what he looks like, he knows his own body, so it's easy. he always asks, and they always say yes. it's his choice. he's choosing this. it makes him want to rake his skin off, scream, lie down and never move again, but this is him taking back control. and if he leaves before they wake, if he cant meet his own eyes in the mirror, no one else is any wiser.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

it makes him feel terrible, selfish, and wicked - but deep down, it feels good that bruce has been trying to replace him as robin since he was fired. it feels even worse after jason dies, when that heavy weight settles on his shoulders and never quite leaves. you see! he wants to shout at bruce, you tried to get rid of me, and you've spent the rest of your life trying to get me back!

#dick grayson #nightwing #batfam #dc comics #bruce wayne #the ask and the answer #ask game

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goldenhypen · 11 months

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; ⎯ it’s you, only you .

synopsis. why is it that jay—known as the cool and confident guy around school—quiets down only around you?

pairing. jay x reader ⋅ genres. fluff ⋅ wc. 0.8k ⋅ warnings. stage fright?

prompts 1. holding their hands when they are shaking ; 18. sharing a soft smile across a crowded room ⋅ requested ⋅ dark blood event

a/n. aka shy jay w his crush ^^

“okay, y/n, you’re up in two minutes! good luck!”

at the sound of those words, your heart sunk deeper than where it was previously sitting in your stomach already. your breaths grew uneven and your hands began to tremble.

but it seems jay noticed it all.

you were waiting backstage as you were about to perform for your school’s year-end show.

jay on the other hand, was also backstage because he had just finished his one performance earlier. and to say his dance was jaw dropping was an understatement.

though you and jay didn’t interact much, you would always notice his cool demeanour towards all those around him. he emitted confidence day to day. but for some reason, when he pulled out his moves on stage, it was almost completely unexpected to you. one could say, he was a total different being on stage. and you admired every bit of it.

if only you could have that confidence on stage… which reminded you, you were about to perform in a matter of seconds! and suddenly you found yourself shaking again.

“hey,” jay’s familiar voice started from behind you. you whipped your head around, staring at his eyes that wouldn’t leave your own. “you’re shaking. are you nervous?”

you gulped and nodded, sweat threatening to already drip down your forehead.

immediately, jay took your hands in his, and for a moment in only shot your heart rate to the stars, but then you relaxed after realizing how gentle and soft his hands were. they carried warmth and comfort in them.

“i know how you feel,” he told you, “but don’t let the nerves get to you while you’re up there. you only get to perform this piece once, so have fun with it. and even if you mess up, the audience likely won’t know any better if you just play it off and keep going. just have fun on stage. plus, you’ve been preparing this for months, you’re going to kill it, i know it.”

his words sent chills of confidence down your body, causing you to also feel warm and delightful at his tone.

the music to the last performance was coming to an end. it was your queue.

jay let go of your hands, and your attention was brought back to him. and this was when you noticed that from charismatic and cool, he seemed to suddenly drop to shy and nervous, which was strange to see from such a bold man.

he gulped as he brushed a hand through his hair, giving you a final, “good luck.”

he rushed away, and you were left curious as you entered the stage.

you took two deep breaths and began your performance.

seeing all the people in the audience made your nerves soar up a little, but that was until you spotted jay in the front row, and that reminded you of how he said to have fun on stage.

he gave you a smile from the audience, causing you to mirror it and begin to enjoy your time.

before you knew it, it was over, and you were already walking offstage.

when the entire show was finished, people were congratulating you for your job well done, smiles were being exchanged, and pictures taken, until you spotted jay a few feet away waiting for you.

“you did it,” he said happily but still soft and shy.

you grinned, “thanks for your advice and everything. you helped a lot.”

he looked away, smiling sheepishly and running his hand through his hair again before shaking his head, “no, it’s nothing. i just know what it’s like being there and feeling that way. and i know it would be nice to have someone to encourage you through that.”

“that’s really sweet of you, jay.”

he chuckled nervously, eyes still unable to meet yours, such a contrast from his initial aura backstage.

“y/n,” he started, still slightly timid but regaining his speed, “would you maybe wan—do you have any plans after this?”

you let out a soft giggle, “no, why?”

he smiled, “do you want to get something to eat? it’ll be my treat.”

“just me and you?” you clarified.

“uh—yeah, but if that makes you uncomf—”

“no, not at all!” you interrupted to reassure him. “so is this like a date then?”

“uhm,” he paused, thinking while scratching the back of his head, “do you want it to be?”

you smiled, getting shy to respond.

taking the hint, jay answered, “yeah. like a date.”

you nodded with a growing grin, and jay smirked before gesturing to the exit and walking out together, the start of a new and exciting stage in your and jay’s relationship.

a/n. inspired by the fact that i have a performance in the morning ,,, wish me luck :’> /j ,,, if any of you have school performances or just shows in general,, like ever ig sjsjs ,, gl to y’all, jay’s words to y/n are also mine to you <3 tho i don’t love how this was written, i still hope you enjoyed my loves <3 likes and rbs are always appreciated <3

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hugshughes · 4 months

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Headphones J. McCarthy

JJ McCarthy x fem!reader

synopsis - He finally does it. JJ finally wins it all, and as always his best friend, his girl, is there through all of it.

wc - 2k

contains - if you haven't read Rose Bowl, Baby! do it before you read this!!!! the whole Headphoens thing won't make sense to you if you don't so. it's not a direct part two but there's def references to stuff talked about in it, it's the same universe so. established relationship! um cursing, kissing, hugging, touching(? JJ gets a bit handsy after his big win), crying, a bit of making out, the L word, uhmmm, OH TALKS OF MARRIAGE (awwwwwww ur joking). OH WAIT this has like the insinuation that JJ might declare for the draft, but he hasn't yet so that's not real (as of now).

an - UNEDITED! this one prettyyyy short but I wanted to get something out since the BIG WINNNNN yall don't get how much i cried. we were all crying, it was a mess. so proud of the team, GOD BLESS BLAKE. so fucking happy right now. well deserved win for the boys, they put me through an emotional whirlwind though. don't even start on having to watch penix after the game ended, it ruined my life. anyways, i hope you enjoy this.

read, Rose Bowl, Baby! first, if you havent.

9:15

The numbers shown above on the Jumbotrons the stadium was equipped with. The minutes were quickly washing away on this football game. It was the fourth quarter, this drive was make or break. If Michigan doesn't score on this drive, it gives Washington the perfect chance to tie the game up late in the fourth.

JJ could do it, you knew he could. He had proven himself time and time again, that not one thing anyone said about him, no matter it be by a famous reporter or a hateful person online, was true.

JJ had controlled this game. He knew exactly what he needed to do to get what he wanted, the College Football Championship. He was comfortable, and calm. JJ had been locked in on the game through all four quarters. He'd put his headphones on at the beginning of the game and hadn't taken them off.

You, along with Jay's family around you hadn't sat down since halftime, not during such a big game.

He looked perfect out there, everything was calculated. Every movement he made was thought out. JJ clapped from his huddle, and his teammates went to their places, moving positions to keep the Washington defense on their toes.

The ball was snapped perfectly, JJ stalled while his men moved across the field, the ball flew from his hands, soaring down the field and right into the hands of a jumping Colston Loveland. Huge first down! Yes!

The boys set up 40 yards down the field, on the Washington 30 yard line. After two more snaps the down was reset again, the boys lining up at the Washington 15. On the next play, JJ quickly handed the ball to Blake, who got a few yards out the field. The next play was crucial. JJ took a deep breath, clapping for the ball. He quickly handed it to Blake, who ran up the middle straight into the end zone! Oh my God, yes! Touchdown Wolverines! It was exactly what they needed, to get ahead multiple scores, so they could sit as comfortably as possible for the rest of the game.

You and JJ's mom, Megan, had started tearing up once he handed off another touchdown, making the score 13-34. You knew this was it, he'd done it. You hugged everyone near you when the clock ran out, crying while laughing with his family. All the families were escorted back into the stadium, and down the tunnel, out onto the field.

You watched JJ run around, talking to reporter after reporter, your favorite smile bright as the stadium lights. He hugged his teammates, and then we all got the go ahead to go out to the field. You hugged Colston, then Blake, and Donovan before you finally got to JJ, in the middle of the crowd. He turned from the cameras and saw his parents, his face lighting up even more. He hugged them so tightly, his eyes getting teary, he'd had everything he'd ever wanted, his family there with him after he won the CFC. He opened his eyes and immediately spotted you, smiling at him in your navy #9 jersey.

He departed from his parents after a few more seconds, saying a few words to them before he lightly pushed past them to about tackle you in a hug. You both stumbled back, brushing against others in the crowd, but it didn't matter in the moment.

"JJ! Oh my God, I'm speechless, really."

He squeezed you tighter, laughing in your ear, pulling back to see your face. You cupped his cheeks, not even noticing the eye black on your hands, that had also no doubt smeared to your neck when he hugged you. You both just smiled at each other.

"Couldn't have done this without you, baby."

He shook his head, emphasizing his sentence. You quickly disregarded it, he would've been great no matter what you were to him.

"This is all thanks to you, JJ. This is what you've worked for."

"'M serious, couldn't've done it without my headphones."

You smiled at him lovesickley, his mom was no doubt taking pictures of you two right now, along with all the cameras meant for JJ.

"I love you!"

You didn't get a chance to respond before JJ smashed his lips onto yours, pulling you somehow closer by your hips. I guess he wants to put on a show, you thought as JJ deepend the kiss. You pulled back from him when you needed air, your chest heaving as your smile stuck to your face.

JJ talked to another reporter, blushing when the man mentioned your kiss. JJ held your hand behind his back while he talked to the man, and you stood with your arm extended out, a few feet behind him, talking with other player's moms.

JJ took some pictures with you and his family before he had to go do media. His personal favorite photo was when you were both turned with your backs to the camera, so you could see the MCCARTHY on both of your backs, but he snuck his hand on your ass. The photo has him with his head turned laughing while yours is turned to him with a gasp framing your face. If you looked at the live version of the photo, you'd see the little video of JJ grabbing you by your waist right after you lightly slapped him.

JJ kissed you again before he ran back to the locker room, he had media to do. You waited with his parents for about an hour before you saw JJ again. You'd watched his live media from your phone while you sat on the ground somewhere inside of NRG Stadium.

Once you'd gotten back to the hotel the team was staying at, most of the team and some family members were all in the large bar and restaurant on the main floor of the lobby. It was almost completely empty other than the team, thanks to them taking up most of the space in the hotel.

"Baby, I can find someone to hang out with, you should celebrate with the guys."

JJ had kept right by your side since you'd gotten to the celebration area, which had now extended from the bar into the lobby of the hotel.

"I am, but I want you right next to me all through this. You've been with me through all of this, you're celebrating too."

You just told him you loved him with hearts in your eyes. He was the sweetest man you'd ever known.

You both stayed out with the group until a little after 1 in the morning, which was early compared to when everyone else would head up. JJ was sleepy, he'd been up for about 18 hours, so you decided it was time to head to sleep.

JJ had showered in the stadium, but you still had to after being in the stands for so long, you could've swore a chunk of your hair smelled like stadium beer.

JJ was passed out asleep when you came back out into the room, you smiled softly, turning off the lamp and plugging your phone in before slipping into bed next to him. He immediately reacted, pushing himself closer to you, wrapping his arms around, and tangling his legs with yours. He was clingy when sleepy.

"Y'know I meant what I said earlier, even though you don't think it's true. You're the only reason I'm still doing what I love, you've helped me through so much baby. I don't say thank you enough."

You were taken back. Tears formed in your eyes at his sentiment. You were sleepy too, so your emotions were on high alert. You tilted his head up towards you, kissing him softly, rubbing your thumb back and forth over his cheekbone.

"You are so special, Jay. No one's like you. You're the most gracious person I've ever known. I love you so much, you have no idea how proud I am of you."

"I love you."

He kissed you again, bringing one of his hands to lay on your hip, the other your neck. Your lips moved rapidly. You let JJ's tongue move against yours, moving your hands to his hair.

JJ pulled away from you first, his chest heaving as he smiled at you sleepily. He gave you one more sweet chaste kiss before laying his head back down against your chest.

"I know you wear my jersey to almost all the games, but somethin' about seeing you in it tonight made me feral."

You were shocked, you wouldn't have ever guessed that seeing his name on your back like you'd done dozens of times before would get him flustered.

"I dunno, it was like makin' me think about when we get married, when I make you Mrs. McCarthy."

You were completely dumbfounded. Of course you know that both you and JJ were it for each other. Neither of you wanted anyone else for the rest of your lives. You only saw yourselves getting married to each, having kids with each other. But still, hearing him say it, was hot.

"Oh yeah? Well it's been almost five years, sweetheart. I was thinking maybe in the next couple I might have a ring?"

"Definitely. Hundred percent chance, no way I wait that long, it'll probably be sooner than a few years."

You smiled, holding him tighter than before. You didn't care when JJ proposed, seriously. You knew he would when it was the perfect time. He was always calculated like that, he knew when to do everything, throw a pass, run the ball, kiss you.

"Doesn't matter when to me. As long as I'm the only one you ever propose to."

Jay nodded against your chest, giggling to himself. He was so tired, you knew you had to make him go to sleep soon.

"Who else could there be? It's only ever been you. You're who I think of when I do headphones. I think that it's just the team, me, and you. I know you don't care if I lose by twenty touchdowns or win by a hundred."

You could've melted. JJ was especially sentimental real late when you were both on the brink of sleep, the air full of love. Thick, sweet, syrupy love that seeped into every crevice of your beings until you were soaked in it.

You motioned headphones over his head still pressed against your sternum, just for good measure. He was your JJ, always.

"I love you, champ."

You whispered as you heard his baby snores leave from his mouth, his head subconsciously shifting to the curve of your neck. All you could think, feel, and comprehend was love.

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mouschiwrites · 4 months

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I love your ninjago stuff. Could we get the ninja team reaction to y/n dying, then poof turned out it was just a nightmare as y/n is next to them when they wake up.

I'm glad you like my writing! :D Here ya go, friend!

Ninjago - Ninjas Having a Nightmare Where You Die

Zane

In the dream, you guys had been on a mission together

He calculated the exact amount of time it would take to escape the enemy base, which was set to lock down and then self destruct, and even left you with a timer so you'd know when to get going

He went ahead to clear the way and prepare the Bounty for pickup, trusting you to make it out in time

His calculation was wrong. The bounty was sent soaring with the shock of the massive explosion, and he watched in horror knowing you were still inside

He woke up with a start, frantically looking around the room

He realized that it was a nightmare, but he was still worried

Seeing you sleeping by his side, he let out a sigh

He just watched you for a while, thinking about the dream

He didn't want to wake you; you just looked so peaceful

Besides, your serenity was infectious; he began to relax as he watched your chest rise and fall

He quietly resolved to never, never, make such a mistake; he'd have to start double-checking his work

A little smile found his lips when he decided this, and he gradually lowered himself back onto the bed

He'd keep you safe, no matter what

Safe, like you were beside him now, with his arm draped over you protectively

Cole

The dream was actually a good dream at first

You were eating ice cream together in your favorite parlor in Ninjago

Cole was eating the best ice cream he ever tasted, and he was saying as much to you

He was completely distracted, so he didn't notice the suspicious group entering the parlor

Before he knew it they had attacked, leaving you on the floor while they ran away

He dropped to the ground, dumbfounded, horrified, watching the light fade from your eyes

His eyes flew open, and he found himself whispering your name

You woke up, turning over with a little groan to see what was wrong

He let out a loud sigh when he saw your face, and he hugged you close to his chest, planting a kiss atop your head

"Nothing. Nothing... just a nightmare."

"Mmm... okay... love you."

"I love you too."

He feels a lot better when you're in his arms, and he's able to dismiss the whole ordeal as a silly dream that he'd never let happen in reality

Kai

In his dream, you were both being attacked by a group of really strong adversaries

Kai was held back by just one of them, forced to his knees and unable to move

He was forced to watch as they executed you, completely powerless

He screamed and writhed, but it was all futile

He awoke in a cold sweat, shouting your name while he flew out of bed

You jumped out of bed too, assuming something was happening

When he saw you, he ran to envelop you in his arms

He squeezed you tight, tears falling down his face while he whispered into your shoulder

"I'm sorry... I—I wasn't strong enough..."

"Kai, what are you talking about? Are you okay?"

He doesn't say anything, but you can guess it was a nightmare

You hug him back, reassuring him that everything was fine

You tell him that he's strong, and at first he shakes his head, but he nods a little when you insist

Once he's fully reassured, he swears to always protect you, and holds you close while you fall back asleep

Jay

You were both fending off villains on a perilous cliffside

Failing miserably, you were forced to the very edge, and one final blow sent you over, plummeting to the hard rocks below

Jay dove over the edge, grabbing your wrist with one hand and holding the cliff with the other

But his hands were sweaty with nerves, and you began to slip

You pleaded for your life, begging Jay to hold on tighter

He awoke just before you hit the ground

He sat up with a start, looking around frantically

He shook your shoulder violently when he saw you

"Y/n! Y/n!!'

"Wha? Jay??"

"Oh thank goodness you're alive!!"

He describes the dream in detail, quivering at the memory

You bring his head to rest on your chest while you listen, nodding sleepily while he talked

He wonders anxiously aloud if something like that would ever actually happen

You have to reassure him that it was only a dream, and it'd never happen in real life

When he's finally calmed, he thanks you quietly

You feel tears beginning to stain your pajamas, and you run your fingers through his hair gently to calm him

The softness of the moment puts you both back to sleep :]

Lloyd

He dreamed that you had been captured by an Oni, one who particularly hated Lloyd

He was trying to rescue you, stealthily sneaking into the Oni's camp

But the Oni saw him, and a disgusting smirk grew on its face

He made eerie eye contact while grabbing you by your collar and forcing you to look at Lloyd

He executed you on the spot, laughing when Lloyd began to scream

He awoke with his heart racing and his breathing ragged

He whipped his head to the side, sighing loudly when he saw your peaceful face

The commotion he made roused you, and you smiled tiredly when you met his eyes

Then, noticing that he was distressed, you asked what was wrong

He described the dream in short detail, but you could tell it bothered him

So you nuzzled into his chest, assuring him that it was only a dream

He agrees with you, but he doesn't believe it until he's sure that you're really there

He runs his hands through your hair, around your back, down to your hands, and finally to cup your cheek before he's convinced

Then, planting a kiss on your lips, he's finally able to go back to sleep

Nya

In the dream, you were caught in a trap

The trap was a metal room, its walls set to grow closer together until whatever was inside was crushed

Nya was outside the room, panicking as she tried to navigate the trap's inner workings

She cut wires, smashed buttons, flipped switches—but none of it worked

She knew she failed when you let out one final shout and then went quiet

When she awoke, tears were already streaming down her face

But when she noticed you at her side, she threw her arms around your chest

You awoke, smiling at first and wrapping your arms around her waist in turn

But you frowned when you felt her quivering, as well as the dampness of her eyes

"Woah, hey, what's wrong?"

"I... just a horrible dream... stupid, really."

Nya sniffed, wiping her eyes and trying to smile for you

You knew that you couldn't coax anything out of her that she didn't want to share, so you just held her, telling her how much you loved her

Eventually she admitted what the dream was about, and you told her that it was totally unrealistic

She giggled a little at that, agreeing that she'd never fumble like that in real life

So, with satisfied smiles on both of your faces, you drifted back off to sleep

Thank you so much for this request,, it was so cute!! And thanks for reading, take care sweeties <33

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KINKTOBER DAY 3 — BREEDING KINK

PAIRING: dom!jay x fem!reader

GENRE/CW: smut, unprotected sex, breeding, mentions of nicknames, mentions of having a kid, slight marking.

WC: 754 words

WARNING: 18+ content, minors dni

A/N: hihi, angels! this one is for @jakeyluvr :3 i love writing for jay and breeding kink just suits him perfectly! i genuinely hope that y’all like it! all likes, comments, reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated! it gives me the motivation to keep going :3 iloveyou all and please take care of yourself <3

Jay had been silent since you left your sister’s place, and you weren't able to pinpoint the reason for his sudden silence your car held. His eyes were fixated on the road, the only sound you heard was the faint music playing on the radio, paired with honking of other vehicles outside.

He seldom acted this way, which further worried you. The visit was a success, his smile never left his face during that time. In fact, your family loved him, and that’s exactly why they insisted on bringing Jay with you to meet your sister’s newborn daughter.

Your heart melted at the sight of Jay with kids, even more so when you saw him hold your niece with such soft eyes and care. However, his silence was puzzling to you.

“Jay, what’s wrong?” You asked softly once you reached home, changing into your comfortable clothes.

Jay stopped midway, turning to look at you in just his boxers. His eyes dark and gaze longing as he came closer to you.

“Jay?” You asked in a whisper.

He called out your name in his deep voice, pulling you closer by the waist and tilting your chin softly so that his lips brushed against yours as he spoke his next words.

“I—I couldn’t stop thinking about having a baby with you,” he confessed, looking right in your eye.

Your eyes widened at his confession before you felt his hands tightening around your waist.

“So breed me,” you spoke against his lips.

He smashed his lips against yours in a rushed kiss, his mouth travelling down to your neck as he nipped at your skin, marking you up, the room suddenly misty with the desire of you both wanting to have your insides painted white.

It was almost magical how easily he took control over your body, getting rid of your clothes, simply letting lust and desire take over both of your senses.

He pushed you on the bed, getting on top of you before he bit your lip, “want me to fill you up, yeah? Want me to put my babies inside you?” his voice came out husky.

“Yes, please!” You whispered out, gasping once he pushed in two digits inside your pussy, stretching you out as he curled his fingers, your back arching at the feeling.

Jay had wanted to cum freely inside you for a long while, which he didn’t due to the risk of you being knocked up, but now that he had seen you hold a sweet little baby with so much love, a sudden desire to have a baby with you had taken over his mind, not to mention that he had your permission now.

Your mind goes into a frenzy with just his fingers, his lips on your skin, “Jay, want you in me,” you whimpered.

“So desperate to be bred by me,” he smirked, getting up and discarding his boxers to reveal his fully hardened cock, red and leaking.

Your eyes rolled back to your skull with how swiftly he entered your cunt, your walls taking him in fully as he bottomed out inside you.

Desperately moaning and whimpering once you finally had him inside of you, you bucked your hips up to meet him in a pathetic manner, you arch your back once he starts speeding up, his cock reaching the deepest spots as waves of pleasure soared through your body, your voice shaky as he kissed your neck, marking it alongside.

“Jay, I’m so close,” the way you called out his name was enough to make him twitch as his actions turned faster and sloppier.

And let go, spilling his seeds inside you as he thrusted to push it all inside your tight pussy. You held on to his shoulders, digging your nails into his skin as you creamed his cock, while he did the same with your insides, breathing hard as you experienced your unadulterated euphoria.

He pulled out after a few seconds of being in you, his eyes scanning how your lips were swollen, tears in your eyes and chest heaving up and down. The sight of his cum dripping down your pussy, however, was his favourite one.

“Fuck! Fuck you look so pretty like that, I knew you’d take my cum so well, I’ll fill you up until you can’t take me anymore,” he groaned before pulling you in a breathtaking kiss, you reciprocated his actions in no time.

You broke the kiss to say, “Fill me up again.”

And he didn’t need to be told twice.

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ship dynamics.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 1100 genre fluff varying au warnings not proof-read flirting — more

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comfort | heeseung

talker and listener.

rants. even ones that ping to your head as seemingly ridiculous.

buying albums and pulling the same photocard not once, not twice, but thrice in a row? he’d just listen whilst suppressing a grin, elbow propped on the table, chin resting on the palm of his hand.

just read up on the latest celebrity gossip? he’d just listen whilst packing up his wardrobe, mumbling little responses when you talk about the interesting portions.

wanting to talk about your embarrassing childhood phases? he’d just listen whilst smiling from ear-to-ear, regularly reacting to your personal rambles.

would respond to rhetorical questions with small nods and quiet hums.

heeseung would willingly stay up till the wee hours of the following day, just to lend you a listening ear— even if they revolved around silly happenings of the day.

he’d be clearing a spot on the bed, already seated patiently (and eagerly) to hear your passionate raves.

“and she was just telling me about her weirdest food combination— honestly, i’ve never heard anything more horrendous!”

euphoria | jongseong

one who says a lot of weird jokes and the other who finds them all funny.

“i sold my vacuum the other day; all it was doing was collecting dust.”

and you’d take a second or two to process it, before stifling a little chuckle, which would escalate to uncontrollable laughter.

there was something comforting about hearing an awful joke after a long day— just a moment to spare a giggle and to forget about all the agitating moments of the day.

would crack similar jokes when you two go out with friends; just imagine a table filled with awkward silence, and a wheezing you by the side.

at times you have a halfhearted ponder about whether it was jay’s wide and proud grin that made you giggle, or if it was the joke itself.

butterflies | jaeyun

one who is flirty and the other who is usually confident but gets swayed by these flirts.

no, because he’d INTENTIONALLY do little things that would get magical butterflies soaring about in your stomach, the tips of your ears flushed in a shade akin to a tomato.

you’d normally carry yourself with poise, but the moment jake does something remotely heart-throbbing, you’re crumbling in your spot.

those little pecks that he’d plant on your face, you mirroring the small smile on his face.

those little hand-holds under the table, his fingers gently intertwined with yours.

all causes of your internal explosion.

but he loves to test his luck by doing things such as cornering you into a wall, whilst lovingly staring down into your pair of eyes, whispering,

“there isn’t a word in the dictionary that can explain your type of beauty.”

oblivion | sunghoon

the oblivious and the obvious.

sunghoon had his feelings all figured out; he definitely, very truthfully, loved you.

but knowing, or rather not quite knowing you, he didn’t know how you’d react to being straightforwardly confessed to under a wide-branched tree.

so, he resorted to leaving small hints— though in retrospect, they weren’t subtle whatsoever.

“be mine.”

“… is that a line from the book you’ve been reading?”

and he thought that you, of all people, would know that he doesn’t read.

he’d shrug it off with a simple response of “yeah, obviously”, whilst mentally blowing up on the inside.

him going in for a kiss, but when you two accidentally bump heads, he can’t stop laughing at the insanity of the situation, whilst you’re just confused because you genuinely had no clue.

or he’d go in to touch your face, but you’d wind up freaking out, shrieking a response akin to,

“WHAT???? IS THERE A BUG??? WAIT GET IT OFF!!?!”

him leaning back in his seat, with a,

“yeah im soooooo bored this weekend. when you are free. you know. i have NOTHING to do. oh what ever will i entertain myself with!!! WHOOeverrr should i entertain myself with.”

and you simply don’t get it at all.

altruism | seonwoo

the class topper and the student who fails every subject.

sunoo would be the human equivalent of an encyclopaedia; he’d be so insanely knowledgeable that you’d barely be able to comprehend it.

perhaps that was the reason why you’d pester him for help, even over the simplest of things; and he’d occasionally spare more glances over at your direction, visibly fed up with the little comments whizzing beside his ear.

but he’d eventually help out, abandoning his own piece of work to thoroughly explain each sentence to you.

weekly tutoring sessions at the lunch table by the school garden because sunoo’s just really sweet.

he’d be so patient and gentle about teaching you, even going so far as to sacrifice his time, so you’d feel the motivation to repay his kindness,

“i’m so going to ace the next assessment, promise.”

familiarity | jungwon

the one who gets lost nearly everyday and the one who helps them every time.

despite living around the area for a considerably long time, you still manage to find ways to get yourself lost;

you’re planning to go to a newly opened park, and somehow manage to walk in the opposite direction? jungwon’s already face-timing you with an alternative solution of picking you up himself.

you’re taking the public bus to a library, but doze off mid-journey, thus finding yourself stood at an unfamiliar bus stop? jungwon’s texting you detailed directions as to where you should go next, a panicked keyboard smash following that if you don’t immediately reply.

being worried of your safety, he’d reschedule his entire week’s worth of classes, hangouts and reminders, just to offer his company during your travels.

“okay, it should be just round the corner…”

he’d whisper to himself whilst holding your hand as a gesture to guide you.

jovial | riki

the chaos magnet and the chaos instigator.

riki’s loud loud. and you’re not.

so.. you’d be resting your head on your assigned table in the early mornings, and he’d sit on an empty seat beside you, chirping the most ridiculous of things.

“oh and for your information, i did have a 30-minute-long conversation with my pet.”

“… what…?”

you would occasionally wonder to yourself why he had chosen to annoy you, out of all people, every available moment of the day… but to admit, you did find enjoyment in his presence throughout the tiring week.

he would mindlessly do questionable things, like starting a conversation with his seat partner and fire-spitting his words at the speed of light, mid-sentence.

or by walking down the stairs as though he’d be wearing ski boots.

taglist open! @wondipity @yjjungwon @shysakuno @niktwazny303 @syrxiee2 @g4m3girl @minhosify @haechansbbg networks! @kflixnet

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Birthday Surprise | Jay Halstead

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Wife!Reader

Request: No.

Warnings: Nothing but fluff.

Word Count: 1,099

Jay Halstead Masterlist | Main Masterlist

"Hey, did you get it done?" Y/N hears Jay ask into his phone as she approaches his desk and leans against it after exiting Hank's office.

He winks at her with a smile on his face. They're the last two members of the intelligence unit remaining upstairs. Everyone else had gone home early, leaving the couple to finish theirs alone. What Y/N didn't know was that the paper work that needed to be done could have waited until the morning and that Jay's using it as a rouse to distract Y/N from leaving when the others did.

"I'll call you tomorrow," he assures whoever is on the other end of the phone call before ending it.

"Who was that?" she inquires, curiosity getting the better of her.

"That was Will," he replies as he stands up and grabs his coat from the back of his chair. "He asked my opinion on something he was contemplating."

"I'm guessing he listened to you," she comments as she takes his coat and helps him in putting it on.

"He did," he says as he spins around to face her before leaning forward to plant a kiss to her lips. He steps back from her and asks, "Are you ready to go?"

Y/N nods and returns to her desk, where she picks up her coat and beanie before putting them on. As they walk out of District 21, he takes her hand in his and kisses the back it.

When they reach his truck, he draws her in for another kiss before unlocking the front passenger door for her. He helps her into the seat and kisses her once more before closing the door.

As she watches Jay run around the front of the truck and into the driver's seat, she blows hot air into her hands to keep them from freezing.

"You've been oddly affectionate today," she comments, recalling all the times he's pulled her aside for a short sweet kiss and a private moment with her. He was a lot more touchy with her, even in front of the others.

At work, they kept their relationship professional and kept their affection for one other to a minimal, saving it for when their shift is over. Calling each other babe was largely a slip of the tongue; they kept their hands to themselves, limiting their intimacy at work to an embrace and a kiss in the locker room and a sneaky kiss in as they gear up to take down an extremely dangerous suspect. At work, they'll always be partners before husband and wife… until one of them gets hurt.

"Can't I show my wife some love on her birthday?" He asks, unable to disguise the joy in his voice, his smile radiating from ear to ear as he began the drive to their apartment.

"Oh, I'm not complaining," she says, smiling as she hears his excitement and delight in his words and sees it on his face. She stares at him and feels herself falling in love with him all over again. Her heart always soars when she sees him happy. "I thoroughly enjoyed it."

"Good," he replies, taking her hand in his and kissing the back of it as they come to a halt at a red light.

"Before we walk inside, you have to promise me you won't murder me," he says as he steps between her and the apartment door and removes her keys from her grasp.

She glances at him with suspicion. "What did you do?"

"Nothing bad," he quickly replies. He's aware of her dislike of surprises, so he kept this one to a minimum, including only his brother and the unit.

Kim, Adam, and Kevin wanted to throw her a surprise party, but Jay immediately vetoed that idea since he knew it would be the last thing she wanted, especially the day after Christmas. She'd told him a week ago that all she wants for her birthday is a night in with her husband, eating pizza and having a couple drinks.

So that is what Jay planned.

He opens the door and walks ahead of her inside the apartment, laying his stuff on the floor. He looks around the room, noting that he owes Will big time.

Y/N follows Jay into the apartment, a shocked expression on her face as she takes in the dim lighting and candles flickering about the room. The fire is roaring and there's a bottle of wine, two glasses and a pizza box set on the coffee table, which she giggles at. It isn't her first birthday spent with them as a couple but it is her first birthday as Mrs Halstead and he wanted to make it as special and meaningful as she is.

"Happy Birthday, babe," Jay says quietly as he approaches her and helps her take off her coat and beanie before kissing her on the cheek.

She spins around to face him as his arms encircle her waist, drawing her into him. "I really do have the best husband ever."

"And brother-in-law," he smiles, implying that he had help in setting things up.

"Is this what you were discussing with him?" She asks, amazed that they were able to keep it so well hidden from her.

"Maybe," he shrugs, his smile turning into a smirk.

"Make sure to thank him tomorrow," she adds, running her hands up his arms, shoulders, and neck to his head. "Until then," she adds bringing him into a soft and loving kiss.

Before either of them could deepen the kiss, her stomach rumbles as the smell of the pizza invades her nostrils. Breaking the kiss, she pulls out of her husbands hold and moves toward the coffee table. Opening the pizza box, her mouth waters at the sight of her favourite toppings on top of her favourite pizza base. Jay moves beside her and opens the bottle of wine, pouring some into the glasses. He hands one of the glasses to her.

"I love you so much," she says taking her glass.

"I love you too," he smiles and kisses her.

"Best birthday ever," she says breaking the kiss and taking his glass from him. Deciding to ignore her stomach, she places the glasses back on table and moves back into her husband's arms.

His lips meet hers again as he guides her in front of the fire, his hands grazing her skin underneath the shirt, that just so happens to be his, that she's wearing. As he lifts the shirt off her, he tells her, "Babe, we're just getting started."

#jay halstead x y/n #jay halstead x reader #acewritesfics repost #chicago pd x reader

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Inflation has pulled back significantly from its pandemic-era peak. In fact, some categories have fallen into outright deflation, meaning consumers are seeing the prices decline instead of rise.[...]

Demand for goods soared early in the Covid-19 pandemic, as consumers were confined to their homes and couldn't spend on things such as travel or concerts. The health crisis also snarled global supply chains, meaning volume couldn't keep pace with demand for those goods. Such supply-and-demand dynamics drove up prices.

Now, they're falling back to earth.[...]

"Supply chains are going back to normal," said Jay Bryson, chief economist for Wells Fargo Economics. "And on the demand side, there's been somewhat of a rotation from goods spending back toward services spending."

"We're kind of reverting back to the pre-Covid era," he added.[...]

14 Feb 24

Deflation may soon start biting into Chinese growth, as Beijing looks at another three to six months of a "very painful economy," according to one analyst who covers the country.

"This is something investors need to be cautious of. The economy here is bad, it's pretty ... it's really bad. I've been in China for 27 years, and this is probably the lowest confidence I've ever seen," Shaun Rein, founder of the China Market Research Group, told CNBC's "Squawk Box Europe" on Monday.

“So deflation is starting to wield its ugly head[sic]. Consumers are waiting for discounts. They’re very nervous.”

Linked to a decline in the prices of goods and services, deflation is generally associated with an economic slowdown — raising questions over the growth outlook for China, whose post-Covid-19 recovery has already fallen short of some expectations in 2023. In December, depressed prices for pork — which makes up around a fifth of China’s CPI basket — heralded the possible advent of deflation.

“Deflation is a serious issue, I know the Chinese government doesn’t want me saying it, but it’s an issue that we need to be worried about,” Rein stressed. [...]

Economic slowdown is widely seen as a potential threat to Xi Jinping, whose Chinese Community Party has cultivated national political legitimacy through rapid growth.[...]

″[Buyers] think housing prices might continue to drop, so even if there’s pent-up demand for housing, a lot of home buyers are telling us, we’re not going to buy this month, we’re not going to buy this quarter, because we’re scared prices are going to drop another couple [of] percent in the coming months,” Rein said Monday.

22 Jan 24

Curious 🤔

#deflation (good) vs deflation (bad comma chinese)

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