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Idk, but I just don't see Cole as gay 🥱But I respect any other opinion

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I just want to show you my oc for Welcome home,,, now I will finish the project at school and sit down to draw (maybe also write????) reader x wally

If you want to request something, then do not hesitate

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I really want to write Cole x reader, but I have no ideas,,,,,,,,

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You know, sometimes you want a homemade Cole-

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Cole General 1/? Headcanons

back in my ninjago phase ♡

@good-from-all-sides thought you might like this

♡ Cole is obviously the dad of the group

♡ Kids swarm around him cause he always smells like sweets

♡ I feel like cole would be either cuban and samoan or indian and native american idk yet though

♡ He radiates sarcasm; like you cant say anything to him without getting a snarky remark back

♡ Even though he can't cook, he's really good with flavor profiles

♡ He has a special interest in gardening

♡ In his room he has a vase with huge lilies in them

♡ Is literally a bear

♡ gives bear hugs, snores like a bear, voice is deep like a bear growl, the whole shabang

♡ Says he likes dogs, is a cat person

♡ Allergic to coconuts and nougat, for some reason

I might continue this later idk

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oh no

I'm not a master of writing something, so just here's a reader x Cole from my quotev account

You are an ordinary adult. Well.. As usual.. You may have come from another distant realm, given your features (it can be anything, horns, bunny ears, claws, whatever you like best <3). As well as your ability to create various mysterious artifacts and things. For example, your dark red cape with gold patterns, it's Living, inside the cape you can see a pair of blinking eyes, toothy mouths... They are very talkative, so... a good conversationalist. True, he also needs to be fed. Wonderful. Who will feed cloak?.. You. And you can't tell anyone what to feed him. And you have a lot... A lot of things. Oh, and I also forgot to say that the Crystal King is finally defeated, the ninjas won with the help of common efforts, and your peace is not disturbed. So far everything is going great. Until you hear some voices inside the cloak. Is it time for a conversation? You opened your eyes in displeasure and tugged at your cloak slightly. From which the voices fell silent for a moment, and then resumed their attempts to say something again.

"He's coming. He's coming. He's coming."

" – Looks like they got ahead of me haha..." – It was Cole. He smiled tiredly and sat down next to you on the step. The black-haired man tried to say something until he gave up, he could only stare into the distance until she decided it was time to talk. “ – Yes, they said you would come. Do you need my help?" – You looked at him and nodded several times. One glance was enough to understand that something was clearly wrong. But deciding not to say anything further, waiting until he told everything himself, you turned your attention to the sky, on which clouds were occasionally seen. The heart of the black ninja was not easy right now. The loss of his powers, as well as the knowledge that the object of his sigh must soon set off on a long journey somewhere far beyond this realm. It can be dangerous and scary in there, although she could handle it just fine. Knowing what you've been through. But he knows from this that his heart is still aching, she will be all alone again to relive it all over again. Did she really need to leave? After all that's happened? So much has happened in so many years of friendship! Who's going to make them chocolate chip cookies now when they lose the fight? Who will train them? Who will be next to him?.. From all the thoughts he is dizzy, and his hands are squeezing their GI. “ – Do you really need to leave?..” –  he just can't muster the strength to look you in the eye. If a ton of thoughts don't go away right now, he doesn't know what he will do. " – I'm not sure. I've never stayed in one world for so long before." – you thought. What to do next? In other worlds, you never had such a... "family." This is so strange. If you leave, will they remember you? Or will they be forgotten as quickly as some bad dream? You don't know this. All this time, you somehow strangely cared about everyone. You have seen a lot of movies and series where people take care of each other, help out in something or something like that. You often cooked them something sweet when they were very tired after the next mission; gave them a hot bath; were a pillow for whining and tears; sometimes saved. It's so hard to forget. the special moments when the ninja gave free rein to his emotions, fell on her shoulder and cried, you just need to understand and accept them. Gathering all his strength, Cole placed her hand on top of hers, her arms full of scars from past battles. And he moved closer to her so that their knees touched. “ – You understand, don't you? We will miss you very much! You mean everything to me and more, you know? Please…” – The black ninja looked so desperate, like an abandoned kitten given some love. His grip on your arm is just as desperate, like he's afraid to let go. Looking him straight in the eye, you thought the best thing to say. But you just sighed, smiled tiredly at him and gently pulled him to you. It seems that everything is clear without words.

jjjjjust a reminder that English is not my native language and I use a translator!!<3333 

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Dorm Leaders with a Girlfriend who wears Suits

Warnings: fluff, very flustered boys, insecurity (not from the reader), talks of gender roles/identity, whoever reads this is so cool, reader is so hot and confident (did I mention she’s so hot)

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Guys, I watched the movie "Love and Monsters" and just died on the spot. I hope you don't mind if I add something of my own and change it a bit......... But just imagine that there is a meteorite, blah blah blah, a nuclear attack, blah blah blah, radiation, blah blah blah, monsters, blah blah. So, the ninja team is sitting in their bunker (there are not only ninjas, but also other characters, such as Daryat and other ordinary residents of the city). Ninjas come to the surface for food and other useful things, perhaps they got their elemental powers from radiation (or maybe their elemental powers have always been with them, as you prefer). And so, one day Cole (DAMN IT, I LOVE HIM) comes to the surface in search of everything useful, wandering around an abandoned city, he has gone too far and realizes that he has a long way to go to his team.And that's why he finds some kind of cave, strange, what is she doing here??? And is it strangely deep??? What is this place?? Well, due to the fact that night is approaching, Cole decides to check what's there, going home is a dangerous idea, because mutant beetles, huge frogs and all that stuff are actively roaming at night. He goes deep into the cave, everything is quite habitable there, there is something like a bed, a bathroom and many, many different objects, especially sculptures, paintings and books (which used to be in the museums and archives of Ninjago City for only a few years). And suddenly he is surrounded on all sides by dozens, if not hundreds of huge snakes.That's where you show up, tell the snakes to back off, and they obey you. You come out into the light of the lamps, and he sees in front of him a very tall person with eyes like snakes, sharp teeth, (BONUS POINTS FOR HORNS) claws and a lot of scars all over his body, at least most of them hide your loose trousers, shirt, torn raincoat and bandages on his hands.You're just a disgruntled person who has been slightly touched by radiation, which is why you look a bit like a snake or a demon. And you just want to continue living in your cave, with your family of huge snakes.That's how your story with the black ninja begins, but I'm too lazy to write anything else🤯🤯

I use a translator, so I'm sorry if there are errors here😢

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hey, it's just some stupid thought before bed. But just imagine: you (reader) are a powerful vampire from some noble family. yes, it was all a long time ago. And here is our Ninjago City. You no longer burn with the desire to senselessly kill people and forcefully drink their blood, nowadays you just work from home, sleep, drink blood (which you stole from the hospital ……) and again work 24/7. Everything would be fine, so it could go on for all eternity. Until you meet Cole on a dark night. A werewolf that doesn't seem to just leave you alone. He follows you on your heels, knows your address, all your social networks, the fact that you are a vampire does not bother him. And you think he's probably in love with you. How could he not fall in love with someone like you??? Your intimidating height (I JUST SO LOVE LONG Y/N), your tired face (damn you've been working for 10 years without a vacation already..), your strength (God I saw you defeat those snakes..). He's just a small and painfully in love werewolf. But you are too tired for all this and just try to ignore all the thousands of messages from some Black Ninja, cute flowers (which you throw away anyway because you don’t like them), all the gifts at the door (you only take hard alcohol and expensive cigarettes), those obsessive notes (you throw them in the trash). Last time, I think he left a bottle of blood.. Was that his???? You are just a very tired vampire who wants to live in peace and kick this werewolf out of his office.

I use a translator so there may be errors here haha

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I'm just some complete stranger, but listen to me: All this hype with God!Player, Soldier!Player(?), Purgatory!Player and others. I really like it, especially the map of Nevada from (@cosmica-galaxy ). And imagine, you are an ordinary person, no different from others (well, or you are a demon, angel, serena, dragon, no matter who you are), you live for your own pleasure. And suddenly you find yourself in some room, on some island, and all the Gods of Nevada crowded around you. Hence the story of the yandere gods and (Y/n) :)

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Surface

The sun. Sky. Grass. Trees. Nothing has changed, everything is the same. As if nothing had happened, nothing happened. But something must have happened to this world in several thousand years of sleep, right? The on-board computer could not deceive. Same way?.. The sun still burns my eyes, it is still bright, just as warm. The sky is still blue, can you sleep? It seems that all that you feel now is childish joy that the on-board computer was mistaken and now everything is fine, your friends are now having fun, your parents are now alive and well, and your beloved cat is now sleeping somewhere. As if nothing had happened. This pleasant sensation in the chest, this inexplicable lump of something warm, so warms the soul. Joy because the sky is blue because the wind rushes past you, joy because you are not the only person on earth. After all, there is definitely someone right now who, like you, enjoy everything. This is hope, isn't it? Even after many years have passed, you believe that you are not alone in this cursed, but such a familiar world. Wow, you smile! Having touched your lips with your fingers, you could not even think that at last someday you will feel heavenly again, that your soul is already taking off into the sky. I think the on-board computer will be very glad to you. It's so good here. Youth is hard to forget. But you can change everything. Then why did he say take the gun? This is the only thing that worries you right now, someone should attack? Monsters? Maybe something else? Anxiety, as you well know this concept, this feeling. Dark thoughts fill your mind again, making your head ache. With the pistol in your right hand, you scanned the area once more and headed straight where your eyes were looking. You must find at least someone. Preferably alive and similar to you. You are welcome. Anyone. It looks like you've been walking straight for ages, but it's only been thirty minutes. You, of course, are not complaining, but you are so impatient to tell someone your story, your life, tell about all your experiences, you want to hug someone so that your soul is warm. I want it so, I want it so- "guys, I think we're late .." Can not be. You abruptly stopped your quick steps, listening to the conversation of strangers. You were standing behind several large trees. It’s scary that I haven’t heard other voices for so long, for eternity I have only heard my own and virtual voice of your ship. Someone's quiet and gentle voice was heard very close, so calm. The on-board computer was faulty; there must be someone here. Someone is alive. How good. The night is getting stronger, I can't deal with it “Don't worry, the holiday will last for a long time! Custard Cookie will understand us, because we helped our friends with the transportation of food for the holiday! " And that boyish voice was so cheerful, so vaguely familiar, like your former classmate. That's who he reminded you of. He had almost the same voice. Could it be- Carefully peering out from behind a large trunk of a green tree, the unimaginable was happening before your eyes. Don't be surprised if you stumble upon a 4.7-foot-high living cookie, okay? Remembering the words of your guide, you seem to have forgotten how to breathe. Panic gripped you. Misunderstanding. Anxiety. Did he tell the truth? Once again, these fears and dark thoughts haunt you. Usually anxious people are sure that there are enemies around. If you think so, anxiety is always associated with insecurity and chaos. In anxiety, a person feels that everything is bad, that something needs to be done, but what exactly to do? Unclear. Because of this, you pressed even more against the trunk of the tree, trying to breathe evenly so that these non-humans would not notice you. Heart beats with unbearable speed, hands are freezing like corpses. Is it because they are not like you? Or are you not like everyone else? Home, that's what first came to mind. You urgently need to run home. A sharp jerk and your senses have sharpened hundreds of times. While these cookies are exploringwhere

you have been, you have already been far away. Some more. A little and you're at home.

You're back! I missed you very much. Found someone? How do you like the locals? Why are you crying? Was it not I who warned you about the surface world? No, no, no, do not be afraid, now you are with me, I will protect you.

English is not my first language, I apologize for the mistakes.

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Is this a happy ending?

A legend that is older than any kingdoms, with which little children are scared for bad behavior. Have you heard of The Last Witch? Witches, several times more than any cookie. Teeth that shattered even the toughest warriors. Additional limbs on the hands or, as it was said in the ancient book, "fingers" with which they could grab naughty children and drag them into their den to eat later. A long nose that can smell any crumb from a mile away. Isn't it scary? When you might be eaten. But this is just one silly bedtime story told to little cookies for their pranks. Could such monsters exist? But what if it's true? That once thousands of years ago, they existed? What if one of them is walking through the forest right now looking for us? What nonsense. Legends are based on truth. Black. This is all you could see with your eyes closed in your cryogenic dream. Isn't it wonderful when you can just fall asleep and wake up in a completely new time, world? What was completely different from the past, became much better and more beautiful? Until one day. Until "this" happened, day X, how else can you call it? The day it went downhill? When did everyone die? Another mistake people made for which they all paid with their lives. Everything turned into dust and heaps of stones. Almost nothing is left of the former civilization. Almost. You, all that is left of a past life, you and your ship, which is well hidden. Far underground, stuck in cryogenic sleep for several thousand years, the cells of your body have mutated, outwardly nothing has changed, like your inner one. This is problem. Even after a few years. Nothing changed. There are no wrinkles, no back pains, not a single hint of old age. Congratulations, you are immortal. It must be great to be far underground in your ship. You don't need water or food, you don't even need sleep. But you keep doing it day after day, year after year. You have read every book in your huge library that rivals the great Library of Congress. Formerly known as the largest library in the world. You are growing vegetables with emergency seeds, under artificial light. Just like your former neighbors. Isn't it wonderful to live and exist alone? This can be a great opportunity for introverts to live, but how can you live life without a pet? Maybe a cat? Or a turtle, a dog? You are already tired of rereading every book for the hundredth time. Tired of watching movies left over from your time. Is it time to go outside? You want friends, am I not your friend? Sorry, sorry, but are you sure? Good let it be your way. Don't be surprised if you stumble upon a 4.7-foot-high living cookie, okay? If you come across too appetizing-looking "dogs" or something like that. So don't forget to take your weapon with you-What? No, no, I'm not saying that everyone will attack you, you cannot be killed, remember? But just in case, take a pistol, I'm worried. Leaving already? Thank you for taking the weapon. Come as soon as possible and be careful. I will wait for you here at home.

This is my first story, sorry if there are mistakes, English is not my native language :( I hope you enjoyed it!