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kywaslost · 1 year

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So i saw that you were looking for Ninjago comfort ideas/requests so...

Could I request Kai, Lloyd and whatever other ninjas or characters you wanna choose comforting teen GN!reader. Like the reader lost their dad to diabetes and just is having a tough time coping( their lashing out, not taking care of themselves, ect.)

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We’re Here to Help - Kai and Lloyd

A/N: Hi! Thank you so much for sending in this request! I hope you like it! I kinda rambled on in some parts, so I apologize. I’ve also been busy with my final winter guard performance, and then leaving the country for a bit, so it’s been hard to write but now I’m back!

Lloyd was there when you first heard the news that your father was in the hospital. You were so distressed and worked up that he insisted that he drive you to the hospital, staying with you to make sure you were alright. You didn’t mind him tagging along, seeing as you were too caught up in worrying about your father.

In the end, Lloyd was grateful he stayed with you because when your father took his last breath, the boy could hear your cries from out in the hallway. He wanted to give you alone time with your father, but when he heard your wails, he couldn’t stay away any longer.

Taking you home was one of the hardest things Lloyd had ever had to do. Fighting his father felt easier than this. You refused to leave your father’s side, and Lloyd had to wait until the medical staff sedated you to carry you back to his car. You were out long enough for him to get you home, in bed, and for him to deliver the news to the others. From then on, Lloyd wouldn’t leave your side. He slept on the floor in your room that night, and even then he wasn’t truly asleep. He spent the majority of the night staring at the ceiling or watching you sleep peacefully. If you were going to react to anything like he did when he first lost his father, you wouldn’t be this peaceful for a very long time.

Lloyd was right. The next few weeks were extremely difficult for you. You locked yourself in your room, you stopped showing up to training, and meals were hit-or-miss. When the time came for the funeral, your team was by your side the entire time. Especially Lloyd. He held your hand the entire time and carried around a water bottle for you so you didn’t get dehydrated and miss anything.

After the funeral, Lloyd worried even more. You weren’t taking care of yourself. You were losing weight, and the dark circles under your eyes grew even worse every day. You didn’t talk as much, and when you did speak, you were snappy and short with the others. It was clear you didn’t want any social interaction, but Lloyd didn’t give you much of a choice. If it meant sitting with you in silence, that’s what he’d do.

Lloyd’s mental health suffered when his father died after Morro’s attack. It was so bad that Lloyd thought of doing terrible things, and he didn’t want you to resort to the same mindset. In order to keep you safe, Lloyd brought meals to your room, forcing you to eat with him, even if it was just a few bites. You were excused from training but Lloyd would still drag you outside for at least an hour to get some sun and fresh air. He’d even have you sleep in his room, or he’d sleep in yours. If you couldn’t sleep he’d turn on a movie, or tell you stories from when he and the other ninja would be goofing off.

Lloyd is really supportive and is always going to be there for you whether you realize it or not. Go to him, please. He just wants to help :)

It was after dinner when you received the phone call that your father had passed. You were standing next to Kai on the deck of the bounty when your phone rang and you left for a few minutes to answer it. Kai thought nothing of it and continued staring off into the distance. It was a nice evening, not too hot and not too cool. The ninja had the evening off, and so you and Kai decided to spend some time together getting fresh air.

Yet when you came running back to Kai, diving straight into his chest sobbing, he didn’t know what to think. Wrapping his arms around you, he slowly slid down to the ground to hold you better.

“Y/N, what happened?” he asked worriedly, running a hand through your hair. He received no response, and no matter how many times he asked what had happened, you wouldn’t answer. You were a blubbering mess, sobbing and forgetting to breathe every now and then.

You cried for a long while, and eventually, Kai thought it was best to carry you to his room so the two of you would have complete privacy. He tucked you into his bed, keeping his arms around you as you cried yourself to sleep. It wasn’t until Kai went to plug in your phone for you that he saw your family’s messages. His heart immediately dropped. He was grieving for you and your family now. He didn’t know your father too terribly well, but he knows how it feels to lose someone so close.

The next few days were a blur for you. You couldn’t bring yourself to do much, and Kai refused to leave you by yourself, so you spent most of your time in the fire ninja’s room. You refused to eat with the others, and even when Kai brought you food you wouldn’t eat much. You spent a lot of time crying or sitting in silence, and Kai was beginning to worry. He spoke with Wu to get time off so he could stay by your side. The ninja tried his hardest to comfort you in any way he knew how. He made sure you stayed hydrated, turned on your favorite shows and movies, and held you as tight as he could.

After the funeral, your mood changed drastically. You were a lot more irritable and got angry quicker. And Kai, being the hot-head he is, had to restrain himself from snapping back and making things worse. When voicing his concerns to Lloyd, the green ninja suggested that Kai take you to the training room to release your anger. This resulted in Kai getting the life knocked out of him several times, but he was just relieved he was helping you find a healthy coping mechanism.

You began to return to your normal self long after your father passed, and you had Kai to thank. He was with you through all of the tears, the silent nights, and the quick-temper moments you had been through. He was nothing but supportive, and he wants you to know that he’s always there for you, no matter what.

#ninjago #ninjago kai #kai smith #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon #x reader #platonic #comfort #grief comfort #lloyd garmadon x reader #kai smith x reader #lloyd garmadon comfort #kai smith comfort

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realityandrebirth · 2 years

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Summary: Morro manages to capture the Water Ninja, however temporarily.

Warnings: minor reference to torture.

@morrotober

Morrotober: Day One

When Bansha brought the Water Ninja before him in chains, Morro savored the moment. "So you were my old master's last hope?" he said with a sneer. "All it took was a little vengestone to put you out of commission!"

The Water Ninja glared at him. "A little vengestone could stop your hot air, too!" she spat. "Let Lloyd go."

Morro laughed. "You're in no position to demand anything, girl!"

Her name is Nya, said the boy he possessed.

He fought Lloyd's mind back under. "So what should I do with you?" he said, walking in a slow circle around the room. "Torture you? Imprison you?"

Bansha cleared her throat. "We should kill her," she rasped.

Nya's body tensed. She said nothing.

Morro shrugged. "I wouldn't go that far."

"Why not?" Bansha stared at him, her eyes piercing. "She's a danger to us alive. Get rid of the Master of Water and the ninja have nothing and no one to stop us."

"If we have her, we have leverage against the ninja," Morro said. "I wouldn't throw that away so quickly."

"We have leverage. Have you forgotten whose body you're borrowing?"

Morro spun to face Bansha. "Watch your tone," he snarled. "I am your superior, in case you've forgotten. I answer only to the Preeminent herself. Leave. I wish to speak with her alone."

Bansha tilted her head, but even she knew better than to disobey a direct order. She left. Morro breathed out and turned to the Water Ninja.

"What do you know about Wojira?" he said in a low voice.

Nya blinked. "What?"

"Don't play dumb, Water Ninja." Morro moved right in her face, forcing her to lean back. "Wojira. The storm spirit. Wu told me stories of her."

"He never told those stories to me," Nya said, with more than a trace of bitterness. "He didn't even tell me I had these powers."

Morro grit his teeth. He may be outside the Preeminent's influence, but even speaking the name risked punishment when he returned. "Wo-ji-ra," he said. "A legendary storm spirit. Long ago, before Ninjago was named, she gave birth to twins of the storm and the wave. The first masters of wind and water."

Please, Wojira, help me! I'm yours, aren't I? Please, get me out of here!

"What," Nya said, "like we're related or something?"

His body seized. Morro was thrashing in the Preeminent's grip, screaming and crying for someone to save him. In desperation, he called out to Wojira. Please, he wailed, please, aren't you the one who rules over the storm? Don't you watch over your descendants, your children? Please, Wojira, save me!

When he came to, Lloyd was in control. Morro raged and scrabbled for control inside his mind, but, for the second time, Lloyd kept him down. The cuffs unlocked, and Nya pulled the chains off her wrists.

"Go," Lloyd managed to say. "Nya, run!"

Nya grabbed his hand. "Lloyd, I can't leave you with–"

But Lloyd wasn't in control anymore. Morro wrenched his hand away, staggering backwards. "Useless!" he shouted. "Run, Water Ninja! You can't run forever! Wojira can't save you–no one can!"

He had no excuse to give to Bansha when she returned to find the Water Ninja gone. "It won't happen again," Morro said. There was no judgement Bansha could give him that was worse than what the Preeminent would do if he failed.

#morrotober #morrotober2022 #lego ninjago #ninjago #wojira duo #ninjago morro #morro ninjago

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crystalgirl259 · 3 years

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The Flame and the Dragon Chapter 28

Chapter 28: The Letter

Blood smeared the knuckles when they made contact with the thick wood of the thickest tree trunk. The Sorcerer hissed and hollered as he banged his hands furiously against the tree. His entire body shook with rage at the evidence his newest spy brought him. He waited too long. He pulled himself away from the free and covered his face with his hand. Now it was only a matter of time before Kai gave into Cole's seduction. He banged the tree again, then composed himself and pulled the hood of his cloak over his raven hair.

He watched the cut of his hand swell and bubble until perfectly healed skin was revealed.

He waited too long. The second he suspected the teen had Occulti blood he should have acted! His growl morphed into a roar.

"Damn to the depths of my lust and pride!" He bellowed. He had known he had taken a heavy gamble when he decided to change his strategy, but it was too difficult to resist such a tempting specimen, especially since if his seduction proved a success it would devastate the Dragon Lord more than a thousand of the most vicious monsters. Now, his miscalculation had caused him a major setback. It was worse when it became clear exactly who this mysterious specimen was.

It had been easy to ignore the first instance as merely a single occurrence.

It wasn't uncommon for humans to discover untapped abilities in traumatic or near-death situations. Many people held biological connections to magical ancestors. The religions might have changed, but the blood certainly didn't, he himself was proof of that. Still, many lines had become so thinned by mundane human blood any inherited power could only be tapped through stress or shock and usually only once. But the skills used to defeat his monsters and the premonitions were too much to be a coincidence.

That Occulti whore was dead and she continued to be a thorn in his side.

A wicked smile curled across his lips as he approached the road. The raven sat immobile like a statue on his shoulder awaiting instructions. It didn't matter now. She failed then and she will fail now.

"I'm running out of time, and I'll be damned if I let some Occulti whore destroy over one hundred years of patience and hard work!" He thundered and looked to the crow. It shot up and waited for orders. "Watch them, if they do anything together, inform me immediately; I don't have much time to carry out the next stage of my plan." He commanded. The crow bowed its head and flapped away into the night. The Sorcerer's grin widened as he chuckled then burst out laughing when he came to the main road.

He turned around taking one last look at the castle in the distance.

"Enjoy your concubine while it lasts, prince." He smirked recalling the conversations his spies had recorded. Episodes of the life the boy had forsaken to appease the dragon's wishes. Memories of a high-ranking man who fancied him. Of the childhood instances experienced in Ignacia. Of the siblings he had sacrificed himself for, who were no doubt still terrified for their brother's safety. He may have feelings for the dragon, but Kai was like any other human when it came to sacrificing.

As the Sorcerer walked along the forgotten path, he noticed a cold stream still flowing and an evil idea formed in his mind.

He dunked his hands into the freezing liquid and used his magic to create a small ball of water.

"Enough talking, time for some screaming." He cackled as he blew into the bubble turning it into an ice ball. He then shook the ball violently before throwing it into the air. He smirked as it broke apart and a grey, shimmering mist blew through the wind towards the castle. That should buy him some time...

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Nya hollered and roared in rage as she slamming the door to her house shut. It screamed in protest as it suffered the force of his anger. The only thing the village idiots were good for was gossip and apparently, Morro's dismissal of Kai's fate had spread faster than an infectious plague. So much now even other towns were mocking them. No matter where she went to who she begged to help her, she was simply laughed at. One of them even suggested she join her brothers and started to believe in children's stories.

A frustrated hand ripped at Nya's raven bangs.

The only one who seemed remotely worried was the librarian, Dr. Saunders, but he was just one old man. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't go wandering through the dark forest, let alone take on a dragon-hybrid monster. She stormed into the kitchen, her angry steps echoing loudly in the empty room. Nya growled and started grabbing whatever her furious mind thought she would need and stuffed them into a bag she already had set up on the kitchen table.

If no one will help her, she would find that castle and get him back herself.

She stuffed the bag with food, maps, and anything else. She strapped it tight and threw it over her shoulders, donned her thickest coat to keep out the freezing winter air, her cloak, and her heaviest boots. Once she was secure, she turned to the staircase.

"Lloyd, I spoke with Mrs. Grumbmiller, you're gonna stay with her until I get back, is that alright?" She called loudly. Her words echoed through the house, and she braced herself for her younger brother's protests. Instead, she found only silence and she started to panic. She quickly realizing Lloyd hadn't run downstairs when she came inside. He didn't come crying and begging to know if anyone would help them like he had done every time she came home over the last two months.

When their previous attempts had failed.

After two months of trying, Nya and Lloyd returned home only to discover the town was debating what to do with their house and shop now that they were gone. It was only because of Nya's fury that the town would act so irresponsibly. Nya refused to leave their home unattended. Despite Lloyd's protest, Nya left him behind to protect the shop under Mrs. Grumbmiller's care during the lonely nights. Panic started to rush through Nya's entire being.

She bolted from the stairs, checking each room on the ground floor, painstakingly for her younger brother.

When her search failed she thundered up the old steps. Her eyes scanned every room, meticulously for any sign of the young boy. Nya's eyes widened when she entered her own room. Lloyd had been known to sleep there some nights when his worry became too much. Again she found it all empty, even missing a few things. The realization made her sick as she bolted upstairs, heading straight towards Lloyd's bedroom. She panicked and threw the door open but her heart sank into her stomach.

The room was empty, but dressers were left open, empty of clothes.

Her thick winter cloak was missing from the hanger as well as Lloyd's thickest pair of boots. The only evidence that the boy had been there at all was a note left on the bed. She grabbed it with haste and read it as fast as she could. Her eyes bulged with horror and fear as she read over each word, filled with tears.

Nya,

If you're reading this then I'm already gone. I'm sorry I didn't wait until you came back but no one is going to help us, I know that now. I can't leave our big brother to suffer in that horrible place. He's only there to protect me, so I've decided I'm going to go back to that castle, and no matter what I must do I will free our big brother. No matter what. I've already taken more than enough remedy so I won't choke, so don't worry about me.

Please don't come after me, Nya.

I know you and what you're planning. You'll try and switch places with Kai and I can't let that happen. That dumb duke is right about one thing, you two have sacrificed everything for me, now it's my turn to help you.

I love you, Ny-Ny.

Nya screamed and cursed, crushing the little note in her hand, cursing her baby brother's foolishness. Her hands clenched the window as she looked outside. Though Winter was fading quickly, new frost still encased the ground. Winter was still dangerous and it was the most hazardous time of year for someone with Lloyd's condition. She could also swear that those dark clouds rolling in were the signs of an incoming blizzard. A bad one at that.

Snow was already falling and getting heavier with every passing second.

She screeched as she tied on her boots and hopped down the hall, before finally falling over and stormed out the front door. If Lloyd died, she was going to murder him. As soon as she was ready, Nya bolted down the street and towards the woods for any sign of Lloyd as she vanished into the night. She was in such as rush that she didn't notice or hearing the hammer of footsteps approaching the now-empty home. The snow-covered any evidence of her footprints within seconds, masking her trail in the process.

Seconds after Nya left, Morro and Bansha arrived with Noble's collection wagon.

"Nya! Lloyd! Kai!" Morro hollered as he shoved the door to the dark house open, not even bothering with chivalry as Bansha stepped inside behind him. As soon as they entered, they saw that the house was vacant of light and life. The lamps had burnt out, the doors were locked, and no sound echoed through the rooms.

"Where are they? I thought Nya would be back by now!" The duke screeched like an angry owl.

"They're not here, Morro." She quirked, not wishing to be on the wrong side of the Duke's anger.

"This is ridiculous! How long do they plan on being gone? It's been four months!" He bellowed throughout the house. He hissed in a furious rage when no one answered him.

"Morro, you don't think... maybe..." Bansha trailed off nervously. She nervously rubbed her arms and flinched and looked at the floor when Morro's heated glare turned to her.

"If you are going to say what I think you're going to say, I don't want to hear it! There is no such thing as dragons or castles or any of this nonsense! It was a lie! A trick of their little minds!"

"But Morro, think of it!" She protested. "Kai's been gone for almost four months, and ever since his disappearance Nya has been going around town and asking anyone to help her, and Lloyd's been doing the same thing, swearing on their lives that he's been kidnapped and taken hostage by this dragon; they've even gone so far as to seek help from other towns! Why would they keep this story of a 'dragon' kidnapping Kai going if it wasn't true? What if Kai really was kidnapped?"

Morro glared at the girl and opened his mouth to protest but found he could not.

Instead, he stormed back through the door scowling.

"Alright, say this 'dragon' does exist and their story is true? Why would Kai stay with such a monstrosity?" He chuckled darkly.

"Well as you said, Morro, he would do anything to protect his family correct? Maybe, he was forced?" She suggested.

"Excuse me, duke." A smooth voice interrupted Morro as he was about to scream again. The two of them turned around and saw a tall man dressed in vibrant red and purple colors that made him glow in the darkness of the storm approached them. His hood shadowed his face and eyes and only pale streaks of black hair were visible.

"Forgive my forward intrusion, but I'm afraid I couldn't help but overhearing your plight, the plight of your town, and I think I may know what has befallen this unfortunate family." He said with the best fake saddest look he could muster. The pair exchanged equal bewildered glances until Morro's gaze hardened and he returned his glare to the man.

"And who are you?"

"My name of no importance to one of such caliber as yourself, sir." He bowed respectfully. Morro soaked the flattery up like a sponge, but Bansha shivered, catching the sinister smile crossing the man's face.

"Know only that I wish to aid you, I have traveled much in my lifetime, seeking wisdom and the destruction of injustice; if this creature is who I fear we must act quickly or I fear this boy, your fiancé's fate, may already be sealed."

"What are you talking about? What will happen to my Kai?" Morro demanded.

"My entire life, my lady, has been devoted to the destruction of a terrible beast who is responsible for the downfall of my ancestors." The man began. "A hundred years ago they ruled these lands until they were brutally betrayed by this creature, as punishment he was cursed to become a dragon and since then I have hunted him down in hopes of avenging my family's senseless destruction and it seems I have finally found him." He spoke with the passion of a tragic hero but remained focused on their reactions.

He could see they were both skeptical but there was fear evident in their eyes.

Fear that he knew was the perfect fuel for creating an angry mob or a rebellion or an army to obey one's will if it would promise the return of their safety.

"What does your personal crusade have to do with my fiancé?" Morro demanded again as Bansha's hands found his arm and squeezed it tightly, shivering at the frightening presence the man radiated.

"As I said, sir, the dragon is a monster." He spat. "He seeks an end to his curse, and unfortunately, that freedom includes the seduction of a beautiful and talented mortal, and apparently he's settled for this boy you've fallen for, so just you watch; he will descend his destruction on the entire town if given the chance!" The man spoke, emphasizing the destruction of the town and the word seduction.

"No!" Morro screamed and thrashed in fury and rage. "Kill him! Destroy him! Slice off his head!"

"Calm yourself, my lord." The stranger soothed in a sophisticated voice that commanded obedience. "There is still time to save the boy and his family, but I need your help, yours and this town's if you are willing to help me?" He asked as his eyes were soft and his voice pleading. "My only request is that you let me kill the monster, all I ask is to avenge my family, your land shall be yours once more and whatever riches are in the castle, I'm wealthy enough that I do not need such trivial things, all I seek is to avenge my family."

"Of course," Morro announced, throwing his cloak over his shoulder and howling in his delight. "We must get to the town hall immediately! Bansha, go and gather my council, tell them to rally the people, we have to rescue my fiancé!" He ordered, leaving no room for argument. Bansha shivered and nodded mutely, before rushing down the street desperate to get away from the man.

"By the way, who should I say you are when I explain you to the city?" The duke turned to the man as he hauled after his maid. He was shocked, however, to find the man had vanished into thin air. The only difference to before was the thundering of the incoming snowstorm clouds...

#The Flame and the Dragon #beauty and the beast #ninjago #ninjago morro #ninjago nya #ninjago lloyd #ninjago cole #ninjago kai #lavashipping

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ninja-go-to-therapy · 4 years

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Stabbing

the red marks the prompts that have been filled, and the white marks the prompts that have been requested.

@badthingshappenbingo @razzle-zazzle

Prompt: Stabbing

Fandom: Ninjago

Character: Cole

Trigger Warnings: blood, death, stabbing

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Being chased by haunted ghost swords (again), wasn’t Cole’s favorite way to end off the night.

They’d finally gotten the scroll of airjitzu, but now Yang, his creepy hostage-students, and yes, the stupid swords, were after them. If they didn’t make it out by the time the clock stopped chiming, they’d be done for.

The brilliant idea to tie themselves together seemed incredibly dumb now. It only served to slow them down, and if they didn’t stop tripping over themselves, they’d never make it out.

His fingers were wrapped so tight around the scroll that he was almost sure it would rip. His heart was pounding violently in his chest as they ran — well, stumbled — to the entrance. His mind was racing with fear.

They still had a few stories to go.

They could do this, they could get out, being cursed just wasn’t an option, they still had to save Lloyd!

Oh, Lloyd. He was probably doing even worse than them right now. Morro was probably hurting him terribly, and there was nothing they could do about it if they didn’t get out.

They were all but dragging each other, but they were moving. They were almost there. They were almost to the first floor, now.

The clock kept chiming.

How much longer did they have?

Please, please, they were so so so close.

Out of nowhere, his side was burning. Fuck — one of those stupid swords had stabbed him! It hurt, quite a lot actually, but — the scroll! He’d dropped it! No no no, he had to go back, he had to get it!

He fumbled with the rope, untying himself from the others and bolting for the scroll.

His fingers wrapped around it, and he spun around again, heading for the door.

He ignored the blood dripping from his side in favor of all but throwing himself through the door.

Something was wrong. He had made it, hadn’t he? Somehow, he’d managed to go back for the scroll and still make it back in time. That’s what had happened, right? So why were his friends looking at him like that? Why didn’t his side hurt anymore? What was wrong?

Why was he so cold?

Very slowly, he lifted his hands.

Please don’t be true, please don’t be true, please please please.

His hands were green. They were translucent green.

“I — I’m a…” being unable to be unable to breathe felt so wrong, his breaths should have been harsh and labored, he should have felt lightheaded from it all, this was all so fucking wrong! “I’m a ghost.”

He was dead. He was dead. Oh first master, this couldn’t be happening.

Numbly, he fell to the ground.

The feeling of tears building behind his eyes was there, but they wouldn’t come. They never would again.

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Cole spent the next few days in his room, drowning in depression. Sometimes he was sad, other times he felt nothing at all.

Other times he wanted to scream his throat raw.

He couldn’t help Lloyd like this. He couldn’t do anything like this. He was absolutely useless now, probably even a bigger burden than before.

How could he ever face his dad again?

He grabbed at a pillow to hold so he could comfort himself, choking on a dry sob when his hands just passed right through it.

It wasn’t fair.

He curled up on the bed, grateful that he was at least able to stay solid enough for that. He missed being able to cry.

———

As the months passed by, he slowly learned to be okay with it.

He was a ghost, but he was still here. He still had his friends, they had Lloyd back, and for once, everything was okay.

It didn’t last very long.

Day of the Departed was fast approaching. Cole was excited, to be honest. He liked the celebrations, the candy, the peaceful atmosphere that surrounded the night. His dad was going to perform a concert, and then they were going to go home and honor their own.

The terror that struck his heart when his friends walked right through him was astronomical.

They couldn’t see him, they didn’t even seem to realize he was gone.

The night only got progressively worse from there.

He’d unleashed the dead, and if his friends didn’t manage to defeat them, all of Ninjago would pay for his mistake. Yang had locked him up like a dog, but he had managed to get out. And now they were on the roof. Time was ticking. The rift would close soon.

But then the crazy old man went on to explain that he’d only ever done all of this so he could be remembered. Logically, it was terrible reasoning. But it struck something in Cole’s heart.

He knew what it felt like to feel alone.

“There’s still time to go through,” Cole said, praying he didn’t regret this. “Both of us.”

Halfway up, Yang threw himself out of their airjitzu bubble and plummeted back down. Cole didn’t have time to react before he reached the rift.

The first thing he registered was pain.

This terrible, horrible pain that had him wanting to scream. There was fire spreading through his veins, every muscle spasming, every bone aching.

He landed harshly on the ground.

The dirt was harder than it should have been, but — wait. The dirt. He could feel it. Holy shit. It had worked! He was human again!

He began to sit up, but was stopped by a pain so much worse than before. He gasped, collapsing back into the dirt.

There was blood gushing from his side.

But why — how — what? This wasn’t supposed to be happening. He should have felt good as new, not like he was dying for real!

He whimpered, pressing his hands against the wound and hissing in pain at the feeling. First master, it hurt so bad.

The blood was warm, and it was staining his hands. The flow of it wasn’t stopping.

In this distance, he could just barely hear his friends.

“Help…” he whispered, digging his nails in around the skin and clamping down on the wound. He couldn’t move other than that. He couldn’t get to them. He could barely even cry for help.

He had just regained his mortality and now it was stabbing him in the back. Or rather, the side.

He giggled at his own joke, then gasped at the feeling it had created.

He needed to get their attention, but hardly any sound would leave his mouth.

He was going to die like this, wasn’t he?

After everything, he was going to bleed out in the dirt, alone and afraid.

He wished he’d never fought with Jay over Nya. That had been so… it had been so stupid. He hoped Jay would choose to remember the better parts of their relationship once they found Cole’s body.

Jay had been his best friend.

He was going to miss him so much.

Black spots began to dot his vision. “I need—” he gasped, his final plea barely making it past his lips. “Help…”

His entire being went numb.

#I don't like to kill characters so #interpret this as you will #bad things happen bingo #bthb #kat writes #ninjago fanfiction #tw stabbing #tw blood #tw death #ninjago #ghost cole #day of the departed #open ending #whump #angst #whump the baby

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ninjakitten1699 · 4 years

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What if every AU I thought of is really just another story in the same world?

Koko exists in the Show AU? Garmadon getting a good wife, Lloyd having a better mother than Misako (her show counterpart), the Ninja team have her as a reliable ally, and Wu doesn’t hold any romantic interest in her unlike how he does in her show counterpart. All Koko needs is a different name and origins.

Papa Krux AU? 20 years after being separated from his brother, Krux in disguise as Dr. Saunders accidentally falls for a young woman who turns out to be a mother. He learns how to be a parent to a young Vanessa, confronted the man who was unfaithful to Aiyana, accidentally revealed himself as Krux to her, and apologizes to her, getting ready to leave, even though it would just hurt even worse. She asked him to stay and he couldn’t refuse her. He ended up sticking around even longer when she birthed twin boys. He even got close to asking for marriage and maybe he could forget about ruling Ninjago (or have her at his side if not that many things changed). Unfortunately tragedy struck, Aiyana died and her children were sent to their closest relatives. He didn’t even get a chance to properly say goodbye. The Temporal War happens and he uses his forgotten parenting skills to care for Baby Wu temporarily, even though it made his brother suspicious and it triggered up old memories the old man didn’t want to remember.

Crossover AU? That’s just me finally writing down what I’ve thought about for the last 7-8 years.

Lloyd getting kicked out of Darkley’s because of a power mishap AU? Well, if we’re combining the Koko AU into this, then that means Lloyd was kidnapped by the people of Darkley’s school because they heard that Lloyd’s father was the infamous Lord Garmadon, a Master of Destruction and part Oni, so Lloyd would obviously had inherited those traits. With him on their side, they would be unstoppable. When Lloyd didn’t show these abilities, they pushed him. When nothing happened, they had doubts. One day, the boy was pushed too far and well, the school couldn’t control him, so they got rid off him. The only teacher good to him was lost that day. Poor boy couldn’t handle that guilt when he found out what he did.

Lloyd with the power of Destruction AU? Well, he has the power of creation, it’s not unlikely that he also has a destructive side to his powers. I suppose it’s a little dangerous to have him know that though.

Garmadon Lives AU? Season 4 happens my way! The Cursed Realm wasn’t opened, but Chen and his cultists die! A life for a life! Clouse survives and runs into hiding with his spell book. A summoning spell goes wrong and Morro is there. Garmadon’s monastery is still there (because honestly fuck Wu for destroying it for a failing business!). Morro finds a way to possess Lloyd, Lloyd tries to go to his dad for help, and Garmadad is pissed at his brother for not telling him about his old student. Idk how the rest of the seasons go, but season eight doesn’t happen exactly as you’d think. Garmadon instead has his Oni side ripped from him and his normal self is left in a coma during all of season 9. Season 10 though? He wakes up and is in control of his Oni self because goddammit if it weren’t for the writers, we’d have Garmadad as a badass Oni you know and that’s epic! (Please redesign him! He didn’t deserve it!)

Mutation AU? During (or maybe after) season 2, as a sub plot, Serpentine get kidnapped for their venom. Fangpyre for transformation, Hypnobrai for mind control, etc,. It actually turns out that they’re getting Serpentine venom to refine it for the purpose of making a living, breathing weapon. (Project: Nightshade)

Next Gen AU? The dangerous life the Ninja once lived catches up to them and their families.

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