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so-sures-blog · 2 months
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Icebound
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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.
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l1-b1 · 2 months
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Pixane they can never make me hate you
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1-noone-1 · 13 days
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Hand holding in Ninjago:
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Then there is Llorumi...
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vivienneblade · 29 days
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this story is about two emotionless machines... who love.
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pixane forever
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blizareweirdo · 3 months
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Pixane ‼️‼️
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jordanhaszane · 5 months
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@pajamamen @localguy2 @saarocc I really hate that tumblr cant make you post a video as a reblog im sorry but here i made this
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ominus-potato · 14 days
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My first ever OTP x my current OTP!!
It’s Pixane from Lego Ninjago btw. I was obsessed with these two for YEARS.
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juniperjellyfish · 6 months
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I FINISHED MY SKETCHBOOK!!!!
Edit: I have been informed by my mom that I put 8/17 instead of 10/17 (idk why I always get those mixed up, it’s a problem), BUT I would like y’all to know that I’ve fixed it :)
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(I am BEGGING you, please click for quality, I put so much into this!)
I’m emotional, I haven’t finished a sketchbook since middle school! I didn’t draw for YEARS because of mental health issues, but IM BACK BABYYYY
Close-er ups:
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Thanks to everyone who gave suggestions!
@vesper-the-ghost Lloyd (although I made him as Lil’ Lloyd)
@little-nightfury17 DR Lloyd
@artyfartyperson Lava
@basicallyjaywalker Nya
@fading-through-existence Noisemaster and Mutemaster
@redefine-your-identity NRG Nya
Im so freaking proud of this piece
Reblogs >>>>>>>>>> likes
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miqotepotatoe · 1 year
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Here's what I think your favourite Ninjago ship says about you (made with plz don't take seriously)
Jaya - You definately pick a ship in the begining and you stick with it which isn't usually a problem because as seen here you're usually right
Lava - Same as the first person but you're usually wrong
Bruise - Aw this is your favourite ship? Wow I can't beleive you never told your crush how you feel about them that's really sad
Scruff - I'm gonna be real with you guys until recently I didn't know people shipped this unironicly I thought it was a joke and that's all I'm gonna say on it
Gemstone - These characters interacted maybe one time but that will not stop you from shipping them
Pixane - So it doesn't need to be like your OTP or anything but this is kind of a general rule if you don't ship this I don't trust you does that make sense
Greenflame - On the other hand if you do ship this I also don't trust you GET OUT!!!
Opposite - Yeah we can be friends I can see it
Survival - This is your favourite ship holy shit you got a lot of willpower
Glacier - I could see this happening like it's not a groundbreaking ship or anything but like it's a ship and it's cute I could get behind this
Conya - Really? Like objectively there's nothing wrong with this ship but like you're really sticking with that okay
Mudshock - You really said fuck the love triange or whatever shape it's become
Polyninja - You have wonderful taste in ships
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hanawsstuff · 7 months
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Pixal pls Queen come back 😩
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everyfandomsprincess · 4 months
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Do it for her from Steven Universe goes with Pixal so well
For context this takes place during s7 when Pixal rebuilds herself but before she becomes the Samurai
I finally drew this, this concept has been in my head for months! I’m really happy with how this came out and want to rant about it:
Her armor in the first panel is supposed to be similar to the fist version of Nya’s samurai armor from s1. And Pixal’s kinda using it for training
In the next few panels is her armor slowly being built and added, with her skirt? belt, and shoulder armor coming in later
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kiaerinnn · 3 months
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Pixane🤍💜
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1-noone-1 · 2 months
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Geo: If I fall...
Cole: I'll catch you
Pixal: If I fall...
Zane: I'll fall with you
Jay: If I fall...
Nya: I'll heal your bruises
Kai: If I fall...
Skylor: I'll beat the living daylight out of the person responsible
Lloyd: If I fall...
Harumi: I'll be the one who pushed you
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vivienneblade · 1 month
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funny lovers
(zane=bonus?)))
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daisychainsposts · 26 days
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Jaya and pixane coded
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jordanhaszane · 7 months
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Zane sleeping with that damn Pixal broom because he can't go 2 seasons without worrying about her or being without her And Pixal comes back and finds the broom in his bed and is like Pixal: Uh Zane what is th- Zane: *chucks broom out the window* What broom, my love?
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