#THAT SPELLS PIXAL

[kiynania]

If I see ONE more person write Pixal as "Pixel" I'm gonna lose it.

[kindaasrikal]

Why did Ninjago give so many characters mommy issues wth

Lloyd, Nya, Cole, Morro, Frohickey, Lovo, Sora, Harumi.

The list is probably way longer but like so many characters have mommy issues, these are literally just the ones with the most obvious/mentioned ones.

Don’t get me started on the ones with daddy issues. It’s way longer.

Theres Skylor, Kai, Cole, Lloyd, Morro, Harumi, Sora, Wu, Garmadon, Benthomaar, Vania, Echo, Unagami, Zane, Jay, and probably more.

Ninjago ain’t about ninja��s. It’s about rlly bad daddy issues. Mommy issues.

Parental issues.

Were the writers projecting orrr 😭

[morrofan9]

uhm some of my other favorites characters besides morro ^_^

[tellsfromninjago]

Sketch

[figs-oliomedley]

The biggest thing keeping me rooting for Skailor in canon is the way she makes Kai crumple like a leaf

he literally burns himself with his own fire when talking to her oh my god

[imaginethathaikyuu]

separating

atsumu miya x fem!reader

from this request

featuring: childhood friends to starcrossed lovers, college!au, reader wants to be a hometown teacher, atsumu wants to go pro, history major!atsumu, sports injury, angst, break ups, canon divergent, you and atsumu are lovesick fools, arguments, comfort, i dont know how injuries or college or sports work i’m a theatre kid turned college dropout, i made it up, i made all of it up, 

im back baby 

word count: 6854

-

You were six and Atsumu was seven. The sky was clear, the air had a crisp chill, and the ground underneath you was uncomfortable, but you could lay on that blanket in the grass next to him forever. 

His arm came into your view, pointing up at the sky. 

“Bet you can’t guess what constellation I’m pointing at.” 

You closed one eye, giggling as you looked up his arm toward the end of his finger to find the stars right behind it. 

“The Big Dipper?” 

“Orion’s Belt,” he said. “See it? The three stars in a row?”

“No!” You were laughing and he was scolding you like a parent. 

“It’s right there! It’s staring you right in the face, just look!” 

“I see it! The three stars in a row, I see it.” 

You didn’t see it - you looked and looked for the rest of the night and never found it. But you said you did, anyways, like it was for his sake. 

“You should just make up your own constellations, since you can’t find the real ones.” 

“I can find more than you!” 

“In your dreams!” 

“Whatever - I’ll just let you win so you’ll feel better.” 

You could almost hear the boy pouting as you laughed, and you were being loud enough that the neighbors could hear, but you didn’t care. The whole world felt like yours when you were laying under the stars with him. 

After that it was quiet, all but the crickets chirping and the frogs croaking and the occasional owl’s hoot - so, it wasn’t quiet at all. 

“We should sleep out here every night,” Atsumu said, almost whispering. 

“Every night? Forever? Even when we’re grown up with houses and big beds?” 

“Well, maybe not ‘til then -” 

“We could just make our ceiling a big window. That way we can still see the stars when we’re going to bed.” 

“But I want my own room, I’m not sharing with you.” 

“You have to share!” 

He huffed a breath out loud, “are you gonna be like this forever?” and you laughed. 

“If I know you forever, then, yeah. Are you gonna let me know you forever?” 

“I guess.” 

You lifted your arm up straight in the air, the same way he did when he pointed at the stars, with only your pinky up. 

“Promise?” 

“Ugh.” 

“Promise, or I’ll cry.” 

Even though you were laughing, and you were only trying to annoy him, a part of you was being serious. Because when you’re a kid, forever means something and so do pinky promises. 

“Fine!” 

And he stuck his arm out and wrapped his pinky around yours and squeezed. You looked up and saw your promise in the air surrounded by all of the stars in the sky, and thought of it as your own constellation. One only you could see. 

- // -

It was so cold outside that you felt it in your fingers and your nose, with a burning in your chest to match. Walks home during December were menacing; your boots hurt your feet, your beanie made your forehead itch, and your jacket was too big. 

You hated winter. 

The overcast day made everything seem so muted; even if you wanted to be in a cheery mood, this weather wouldn’t let you. 

But you were finally home, and when you turned up the sidewalk, Atsumu busted through your front door and came running toward you with a piece of paper in each hand. The fact that you didn’t question why he came running out of your home was a testament to your friendship. 

“I got in,” he said, shoving an acceptance letter in your face. “And so did you.” 

Suddenly all the dreams you had felt palpable. You didn’t have to keep whispering your goals like secrets underneath blanket forts - you could take the steps and achieve them. Atsumu could play for a college volleyball team; you could finally get a serious education. 

And that felt like the first day of forever. Two matching letters from Atsumu’s university of choice, the one you’d made a compromise for, is what cemented your next four years with him. 

Four years could feel like forever, if the time drags by slowly enough. 

-

The only time you were confused about your relationship with Atsumu was when somebody else asked you about it. 

“Do you know him?” 

Because it was unspoken. There weren’t words or labels on it - just an invisible chain that kept you tethered to each other. And you didn’t know what to call it - you’d never called it anything. 

The girl next to you gestured to the boy in the other room, who stood with a ping pong ball in his hand. 

You played ignorant. “Who? The blond?” 

She giggled and nodded. “Atsumu?” 

You shrugged, not really knowing what to say, because you had shown up to this party with the boy and you still hadn’t gotten used to no longer having the high school reputation of being together.  

“We’re friends,” you said. 

Atsumu was your best friend and you always thought that was enough. To you, it was. But friends ask questions and family pushes into your business and you never have answers that satisfy, because there wasn’t an answer to give. 

And you wished he was there now, because you weren’t good at sitting on couches surrounded by faces you didn’t know. For some reason at parties like these there were always separate groups - girls in the living room with their drinks and the gossip, boys in the kitchen with the beer pong and their arguments. You never knew most of the party but usually got drunk enough to tell them all you loved them by the end of the night, although the alcohol wasn’t helping how awkward you felt tonight. 

You sat in silence with the girl who was on her phone, looking around the room that was casted in a purple glow. Music you didn’t like was blasting from a TV mounted on the wall and someone’s dog was sitting at your feet and your drink was getting warm in the bottle and you felt like you were all by yourself. 

Red light was pouring from the kitchen and you stared at Atsumu who was bathed in it. He’d thrown and missed his shot in the time you were mulling over being alone. 

“You’re all over his Instagram,” your party friend said. “Like, in every picture. Are you with him?” 

“We grew up together, we’re like - friends, good friends.” 

She laughed at your rehearsed response. “Are you getting it or not?” 

And you laughed with her because you felt like you had to. “No, god no, stop.”

 Her next question was interrupted by someone calling your name, and you snapped your head towards it and nearly ran to the one it came from. 

“Let’s play,” Atsumu said when you stepped foot in the room. He took your hand and placed a ping pong ball in it. “We’re gonna smoke Aran and his girlfriend.”

“You know I hate playing with you.” 

“Come on, babe, just one game.” 

One game always turned into half a dozen, and Atsumu was always too competitive for it to be fun. 

But you would play anyway. And Atsumu wouldn’t bother waiting for your response before getting the first round going.  

“You ready to lose to my girl, Aran?” 

-

Were you friends? Were you more than that? Were you somewhere in the middle? 

The answer to all of those questions was yes and no. 

It felt like a secret you were keeping. A relationship that was only yours, that confused everybody else. 

Atsumu once called you his security blanket. And it made you laugh, but you understood what he meant. He was an anchor. Something strong to hold you up. That’s what he was. 

Even after you started holding hands in secret, or when he became your first kiss because you were too scared to kiss anybody else, he stayed your best friend. You never thought about it any more than that. 

That’s why you did everything together, because you couldn’t imagine doing anything without him. Life was easier when you weren’t doing it alone, and having him around seemed to make university life manageable. 

While your first year was a lot of parties and adjustment, the second year brought talks about the future and a side to Atsumu you hadn’t seen before.  

Atsumu was an achiever. He’d get whatever he wanted and he would make it look easy. And whenever he told you about all of his big dreams, you told him that you believed in him, because you did. So maybe you were stupid for thinking that college would be forever. 

It was late at night, too late for someone with class in the morning to still be awake, but Atsumu kept you up. 

He’d been sleeping in your bed more often. He claimed it was more comfortable than his own - you knew he was lying, but you didn’t question it. Just like you didn’t question the way his chest was pressed to your back every morning. 

That’s where he was now. “I gotta start planning, babe,” he said. There was still too much space between your bodies but you didn’t move to change it. 

“Planning for what?” you asked with a laugh. 

“The future,” he said. “Like - I’m pretty sure I’ll make a Division 1 team, but that’s not the goal, right? I could play for the Olympics one day, if I play my cards right, but - I mean, I don’t even know how I’m gonna get there. It’s not like there’s a map to follow. The coach from the Tokyo team has been scouting, so I guess that’s a good direction to go…” 

He spoke candidly, almost like nobody was listening. Like he was treating this conversation as a diary entry. It was the same way he spoke about his dreams of the future when you were kids.  

He turned his head and looked over at you. “What’re you gonna do?” 

You shrugged, and you tried holding back the smile that was growing on your face. “I dunno, Atsumu. I… think I wanna go back home.” 

“You do?” 

“Yeah,” you said. “Maybe I’ll teach at an elementary school at home. I think I would like that.” 

He pouted a little at that, and all of his thoughts were written on his face. 

“You don’t wanna follow me to Tokyo?” 

“You could follow me,” you laughed. He laughed too, and the conversation ended there when you scooted close to him. His arm wrapped around your shoulders and he pulled you in. 

“I gotta stop thinking so much. It’s bad for my head.”  

But he picked the conversation back up a few days later, as if he had just thought of something to say in response to your made up plans for your future. 

“I just think you should try to do more,” he said. You were both walking home from his volleyball practice. 

“What do you mean?” 

“More than going back home and being a teacher.” He pulled his backpack higher on his shoulder. “I mean, don’t you wanna move somewhere cool? Have a big life? Be a little spontaneous?” 

“What made you think I wanted any of those things?” 

“I don’t know.” He looked over at you and you couldn’t decipher the look he gave. “We’ve only got a couple years left. I guess, I just thought…” 

You waited for him to continue, and sometime in the silence your hand latched onto his out of habit. 

“I just think you’re capable of more, is all.” 

You shrugged. “Maybe. I mean, I know I could do a lot of things. But maybe I want something comfortable. And I’ve become more passionate about teaching than I thought I would - I think it would make me happy. I know it will.” 

“You could be a teacher anywhere, though.” 

You had a feeling you understood what he meant. 

But this isn’t something you could compromise on. You wouldn’t make this decision on impulse; you weren’t going to follow him to a city you didn’t want to go to. 

Your goals weren’t as grand as his, but they were still yours. 

You stepped closer to him, knocking your shoulders together. “I want to go home. I wanna be with my family - I want to have a classroom full of my friend’s kids one day. I don’t want something cool or spontaneous.” 

Then he pulled you even closer, and your footsteps got caught up with his. It was an awkward walk but you were comfortable being pressed into him. 

“Then you should do that. I was just making sure you knew what you wanted, that’s all. If that’s what you want… go for it, babe.” 

-

For the first time you saw a life on the horizon that didn’t have Atsumu in it, and you weren’t sure how you should feel about it. Atsumu had always been in the picture - nothing ever felt right without him. 

Maybe it was that familiar comfort that brought the two of you so close. But as you got older that simplicity waned and in its place grew something more; it was intimate and flirtatious and free. 

And it wasn’t innocent, it wasn’t pure. It landed somewhere close to romance but not quite. 

You let him flirt with you because it felt natural until you started to like it too much. Unspoken emotions rushed in all at once - ones you shouldn’t be feeling toward a friend. 

But he wasn’t just a friend. Both of you knew that. 

And he wasn’t yours. Both of you knew that, too. 

The more you thought about it, the more you hated all the time you had wasted. If you had known that things would work out this way - that Atsumu would be taking his path and you would be taking your own - you would have done everything differently. You wouldn’t be so content with being just friends who flirt and hold hands and sleep in the same bed. 

And maybe you should have realized earlier that you were never really just friends with Atsumu. Your friendship was nothing more than the foundation for every risky thought you had about the boy. And everyone but you could see it. 

Maybe what you were doing was intentional, and maybe you were seeking affection from him in your own secret ways, but did either of those things give you a right to be jealous? 

When you saw him at a party with his hands on someone else’s hips, were you allowed to be angry about it? 

You weren’t sure, but fury didn’t ask your permission to cloud your judgment, and tears welled in your eyes before you could tell them not to. 

You were coming to terms with your own feelings, having wars in your mind over how to love him in a way that felt normal, and Atsumu didn’t even know. He wasn’t technically doing anything wrong because you weren’t his to take care of. 

Even if he did sleep next to you every night. 

And you didn’t want to be at that party anymore. And you didn’t want anything to change between you and your best friend, but your heart had made up its mind. 

But there was only one way home and it was through him. For all he knew you were in the kitchen making the party yours - he had no idea you were across the room from him boiling in your own pitiful anger. 

You could walk up to him and interrupt his good time and face him with your tears and shaky hands. Or, you could go outside, sit on the stoop, and let yourself be alone until he found you. 

You chose the latter. 

Stray tears were wiped away and you didn’t let any more follow. It was childish to cry; it was immature to be angry. You couldn’t even be honest with him, so how could you be so jealous without being ashamed? How could you blame him when he had only gone along with your silence? 

You could tell him the truth, or you could regret holding it in forever. 

By the time he found you out in the cold, you still hadn’t made up your mind, but you decided you still had time.

-

 It was one of the last volleyball games of Atsumu’s sophomore season. 

You watched from the stands, eyes trained on the only person on the court who mattered to you, as Atsumu fell onto the glossy gym floor and didn’t get back up. 

It happened so fast that you missed it, and when more than a few seconds passed you stood up and yelled his name along with the shouting crowd. 

His team crowded him, the coach rushed in, and all you could do was watch. Someone rolled him onto his back. He was holding his right arm to his chest and you swore his hand shouldn’t be bending in that direction when medics ran over and blocked your view. 

Your heart was in your throat for the rest of the night. Doctors and x-rays and casts; silence from Atsumu, pestering questions from you, and calls to family. You didn’t relax until you got him back to your apartment. 

When he breathed another deep sigh, you finally asked if he was okay. 

“Just want to shower,” he said. His words sounded clipped. 

“I’ll have to put your arm in a grocery bag or something.” 

“I can do it myself.” 

“Just let me help.” You were as insistent as you always were. “But I’m not giving you a bath, so you have to fend for yourself in there.” 

He didn’t laugh at your joke. You weren’t expecting him to. 

“You’ll be fine, Atsumu, you heard the doctors,” you called from the kitchen, “in six weeks you’ll be in physical therapy. It was the end of the season, anyway. You’ll be playing again in a couple of months.” 

You caught him rolling his eyes. “You don’t understand how much every game and practice matters. You aren’t under the same pressure as me. You don’t get it.” 

“Well, I’m sure there’s always a bedroom back home for you. Could use that degree you're getting, History Major.” 

He didn’t like hearing that. 

“Right. That’s what everyone expects, that nothing will work out for me - is that what you think, too?” 

You shrugged, “Would that really be so bad?” You didn’t know you were walking on thin ice, but you should’ve.

He sat a little bit straighter and looked at you hard. “Yes. It would.” 

“I just think you’d be fine if you didn’t end up going pro -” 

“That’s what you think,” he said, almost calm before his voice raised, “but I’m not like you. I don’t have to settle for that fucking town. I don’t want to go back there and do nothing with my life like everyone else - don’t tell me what I’d be fine doing. You don’t get it.” 

And you didn’t know what to say to that. You wanted to bite back - you had venom on the tip of your tongue. You knew the right words, how to dig deep enough to scar. 

This is the first time it had really sunk in that all of Atsumu’s goals weren’t just pipedreams. He wanted something and he didn’t need your help getting it.

That, maybe, he thought less of you for your hometown goals. For not striving for more.  

All the spoonfuls of sugar in the world wouldn’t help you swallow that.

You could hurt him back by saying something you didn’t mean, and maybe it would make you feel better, but it wouldn’t take away the truth. It wouldn’t make Atsumu stay with you after graduation. It wouldn’t make everything he said a lie. 

You held it in because you had to. Even though you knew how to hurt him, even though you had a selfish need to hit him back, even though you wanted to lash out. You held it in. 

“Just - fucking… put your arm in the bag and go shower.” 

You wrapped his cast with the plastic bag and lots of tape in edgy silence. Then he went into the bathroom, and you sat outside of the door in case he called out for help. He didn’t. 

-

His wrist ended up being fine. But you weren’t; months later, you were still reeling over that argument you had with him. 

It was the proof you needed to pull yourself out of your head. 

In two years, when you and Atsumu graduate, he’s going to Tokyo. And you aren’t. 

You wondered what it would be like to follow him into succeeding his goals. Even though you thought it would be hard to say no, it was an easy decision to make. 

You had a life you wanted to live, and so did he. But those lives weren’t the same - they were nearly opposites.

And you’d do anything he’d ask like it was doing yourself a favor. He knew it, too. But you wouldn’t drop your map to follow his. Even if all you wanted was a small life in comparison, it was still yours. 

But you still had time to let yourself answer to his call. 

Tonight, though, you were drinking because you wanted to. And you’d roped him into opening a bottle because you didn’t want to drink alone, because it was the weekend and the third year of university was busting your asses. 

So you sat on the floor in your small apartment kitchen and drank from the same bottle of the corner store’s cheapest wine. When your hand fell into his it was an accident; when your legs became tangled it was on purpose. 

Atsumu played a playlist you made for him while you were still in highschool, and it was quiet all but the music. It looked like a sad picture, but it wasn’t - it was comfortable. It was fun and simple and secure, and you’d love it if you never had to leave. 

“What’s got you in this mood tonight?” he finally asked, with his head thrown back against the cabinet behind him and the wine bottle in his lap. 

“Nothing,” you replied, honest. “Just want to be here with you.” 

“Yeah?” He looked down at you, his face much closer than you remembered it being. You nodded and he tilted his chin up towards you, and you watched a smile grow on his face. “I wanna be here with you too.” 

You couldn’t look at him for too long without getting a strain in your throat, and you blamed the wine for it. 

But there were thoughts you couldn’t shake, that you needed to get out. 

“Do you really think,” you started, laying your head on his shoulder as you cleared your throat and tried again, “Do you really think I’m… doing nothing with my life, by going back home?” 

His posture straightened a bit at that. 

“No,” he said. “Of course I don’t think that. About everyone else there, maybe, but not you.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yeah, babe.” He squeezed your hand, shook it a bit. “I just want you to be happy, baby, that’s it.”

You decided you liked his answer. It didn’t wash away any of your self doubt but it was good enough to drop the conversation in favor of taking another drink. 

You sat like that for what could have been too long until you moved closer. Maybe it was the wine, or the simmering envy you never could shake, or the ticking fear of regret - it was probably all three that had you leaning in close and waiting to see what he would do. 

Your noses brushed. You were breathing the same air, nervous shallow breaths that didn’t fill your lungs, blinking slow because you could hardly keep your eyes open. You wanted to keep looking at him but your eyes closed on instinct. 

He said your name then nothing else. For just a second, he hesitated, kept you waiting, and then he fell slow into a crashing kiss. One that tasted bittersweet, like the alcohol in the wine. 

He pulled away and asked, “You okay?” and instead of answering you kissed him again. You put your hand on his jaw and held him there so you could kiss him slow and soft for as long as you wanted because he was letting you. 

You had kissed him before, but never like this. It was always a dare - it was never spontaneous. Despite years of flirting, touching, and pining, neither of you had ever made a move like this. 

You let yourself mumble truths against his lips, things you’d only ever said in your head now falling onto his ears. And he said his own right back. 

Emotion flooded in and washed away any tension. “I just want to be with you,” you said. You had his shirt in your fist, you had tears in your eyes. 

“You’re with me,” he said with a bit of a laugh. “I’m all yours.” 

“For now.” 

You hoped he understood what you meant; he did. 

“Yeah. We’ll make the most of it, then. Don’t think about anything else.” He took your hand and pulled it from its grip on his shirt, bringing it to his lips. “You just have to think about now.” 

“It’s not that easy.” 

“It could be,” he said. “I’ll keep you distracted.” He wrapped an arm around your waist, keeping you close. 

“I should’ve told you.” 

“I already knew.” 

He kissed you again, quick, just because he could. You shook your head as if it would make the way you felt go away. 

“This is never going to work, is it?” 

Atsumu didn’t reply. 

“Because you’re going to Tokyo, and I’m not.” Your words had an unintentional bite. “It would be stupid to… to start dating now.” 

“Yeah.” 

His eyes held yours inside of them; neither of you moved to separate, both of you stayed trying to forget the words you’d said. 

It was easier to forget. Because you still had time. 

When you kissed again it was like two magnets attaching to each other. You kissed him and drank the wine until it was gone, until he pulled you onto your feet and into your room, and he slept next to you the same as always. 

The next morning, you asked him to kiss you again. He did. 

-

You had failed to make any relationship official with Atsumu - the two of you always favored unspoken rules. 

But you had taken a liking to where you were now. A place where you could do anything you wanted with him, where he was yours and you were his and that was all that mattered. 

You knew it wouldn’t be this way forever and that’s why you savored it so much. 

It was hard not to get lost when seemingly everyone you knew was living a life you couldn’t - not currently, at least. All of your friends were engaged or pregnant or both, marking their futures before they could even see graduation, and jealousy settled deep in your stomach. 

You didn’t want to be married. And you definitely didn’t want to have a child. But watching blooming relationships made you all too aware that what you had in your future was a break up. A broken heart. What you had now was fleeting. 

You wanted permanence more than you had ever wanted anything. 

And Atsumu had to remind you often that despite all of that, what you had now was real and it was worth it. It was hard to see it but he showed you; with his words and his lips and his heart. 

“You’ll have me forever,” he told you, one morning when you decided to blow off class to stay with him. He had pressed you into the bed and had every intention of keeping you there. “I’d pull my heart out of my chest and give it to you if I could.” 

“Normal boyfriends give rings, you know.” 

He grinned wild, because you had never used that word before - never called him your boyfriend. You could tell he liked it. 

“I’m not a normal boyfriend, I guess.” 

-

You had never been this nervous walking into a room of people you didn’t know. 

Atsumu had invited you to a sports banquet, because he couldn’t be the only one without a date on his hip. He wore all black and insisted you dressed to match; you felt good until you stepped into a stuffy conference room in your university’s sports building - a room you didn’t even know existed. 

Atsumu stood tall. You tried your best to do the same, even though you were tripping on your high heels and pulling your hair out of your lip gloss every five minutes. 

This celebration marked the end of Atsumu’s final college season, one that he led as team captain. And it was obvious that he was the man of the hour when he walked in. 

Every conversation was interrupted by cheers, starting from his teammates then spreading to everyone else in the room. Claps and shouts and whistles all for the man at your side, and you couldn’t help cheering along when you saw the blush on his cheeks. 

You let yourself forget about your nerves just long enough to feel proud of him. He smiled in a way he couldn’t hold back - in a way that told you he was proud of himself. 

When he became surrounded by a group of his friends and teammates you found yourself being pushed away - not by him, but by the atmosphere itself. You didn’t know how to share a spotlight that was all his, and you didn’t want to. 

You were on the outside looking in. Looking at this man who used to be a boy in your backyard, who you knew to be clever and loud and sparkling. You always knew he was the life of the party but you had never seen him so… polished. Shaking hands and sharing polite compliments as if it was his job, even with ones who were his friends. 

There were important people here tonight. People he was putting on a mask for. 

And you felt selfish all of a sudden, because you knew him better than any of these people here. You loved him more than all of them combined. Atsumu didn’t have to hide any part of himself from you. Why would he choose this life over you? Did he love this sport more than he could ever love you? 

Maybe you were selfish. And maybe you should stop being so greedy and give up a part of yourself so you could be with him, the same as Aran’s fiance had done. Maybe you should be his cheerleader and nothing else. 

But you didn’t belong in this room. The men in suits who were lined up to offer Atsumu contracts, money, fame - would laugh if they saw you standing next to him. Because your dress didn’t fit right, and you didn’t have a ring on your finger, and you weren’t Atsumu’s cheerleader. 

And everything you had come to terms with was bubbling back up, threatening to poison your entire mind. That’s how you knew you could cry about this forever and still not be over it. And every selfish part of you hoped that he would feel the same way. 

You were pulled out of your own thoughts when an arm came around your waist like a hook. Atsumu pulled you into his chest, the infectious remnants of a smile left on his face, looking at you like he knew every thought in your head. 

“Told you not to go too far,” he said. That’s when you remembered why he had brought you. “I’m sweating bullets over here, you know.” 

You took a deep breath. His smile rubbed off on you. Your emotions seemed to melt away on their own. 

Another deep breath, then, “Did you forget deodorant?” A joke you knew he’d believe. 

“Did you let me -” 

“Kidding.” You straightened his tie and laughed a bit too loud at the look on his face. He rolled his eyes. “You smell like a star athlete to me.” 

“I told you to be normal, too.”

You shrugged, “You get what you pay for, babe.” 

He took your hand and began pulling you toward the dinner tables, until the sound of someone clearing their throat behind him made him spin on his heels. He knew who it was just from the sound, and squeezed your hand hard enough to hurt. 

You busied yourself trying to loosen his fingers from their grip, and you didn’t look up at the person until they coughed again. 

It was his head coach. You had never met the man officially - you only knew what you had heard about him. He was an old man of few words. The kind of person who didn’t have to raise their voice to be intimidating; his players could see the disappointment written on his face, could feel his anger in the sound of his footsteps. And he was someone Atsumu would do anything to impress - he was responsible for all the growth he’s had as a player. 

He stood stiff, almost nervous, like he was in a lineup, waiting for his coach to speak - waiting to see if he even would. 

“I’m proud of you, son.” 

You heard Atsumu’s deep breathing go quiet. He bowed his head at the man and didn’t look back up until he walked away. 

You didn’t know for sure, but you had a feeling Atsumu had been waiting a long time to hear those words. 

-

Atsumu was graduating early. 

He needed to in order to join the professional team he’d gotten drafted into - they wanted him in practices as soon as possible. 

It was hard to be anything but proud of him despite your time together dwindling down to only a couple more weeks. And you let yourself get lost in celebrating him, lost in watching him live a dream, until your head hit the pillow every night and you were burying reality. 

You were pretending to be asleep now, suppressing every negative thought that crept in. But Atsumu knew you were awake. 

He scooted up real close, pressing his chest tight against your back and tucking his chin on your shoulder. 

“Got my schedule today,” he mumbled. You didn’t want to hear what he’d say next. “First practice is the first of the month. I’ll be moving into the new place a week before.” 

You didn’t know what to say. You wondered what you would say if this didn’t mark the end of your relationship - no words came to you. 

He dropped a kiss on your shoulder. “We could… try long distance.” 

You rolled over to face him. A tight throat and watery eyes gave away how you felt about his offer. 

“I know,” he whispered, a sarcastic huff following his voice. “I know, it’s just… just an idea.” 

“Atsumu.” 

“Isn’t it - isn’t it worth trying? Shouldn’t we, at least?” 

“What if it only makes it hurt more?” 

He sighed, “What if it doesn’t?” 

And you had to shake your head and pull away from him just enough to put your thoughts together. “I don’t want to end this hating you, Atsumu, I - I want it to stay good.” 

It was quiet for a moment. “Yeah,” he said after too long. You hoped he would say more, something to make everything easier, but you knew he couldn’t. It wouldn’t get any easier - only harder, only worse. 

Maybe you would have had a better time swallowing the long-brewed regret. If you wouldn’t have taken the leap you wouldn’t have to crash into the ground below. You could have moved on, gotten over what was once a crush but is now a burning love. 

You moved into him until he fell onto his back and you laid on his chest. And you pushed your tears back and swallowed the lump in your throat and said the only thing you knew was true. 

“It’s gonna be okay.” 

It hurt to say it, because those words brought a separation that both of you would heal from, even if you didn’t want to. 

“I know.” 

You tried to joke, “You’ll forget all about me when you’re big and famous. Don’t worry.” 

“Don’t say that,” he said, “that’s not true.” 

You cuddled into his neck, “I know.” 

“We’ll still be friends. It’s not like we’ll never see each other again.” 

“I know.” 

“It’s not like I’m dying.” 

“I know.” 

“It’ll be alright.” 

You let his words hang in the air, simmering, ringing in your mind until you believed them. Until the silence was comfortable. Then you lifted your head and looked at him; he looked back at you. 

“I’m proud of you, Atsumu.” 

He smiled. “I’m proud of you, too.” His thumb traced your bottom lip. “As long as you make it to graduation.” 

“As long as you aren’t warming the bench,” you said before snapping to bite his finger; he laughed and pulled it away. 

“Take that back,” he pouted, shaking your shoulder and squinting his eyes. 

“I meant it!” 

“You’re mean. We’re breaking up and you’re being mean!” 

You shouldn’t have laughed, not when his words hit like a truck, but you couldn’t help it. “It’s out of love, baby.” 

“So you love me?” He was teasing. 

“Yeah.” 

“I love you too.” He meant it, and you could have cried, and he would have said it again just to tease you for being so emotional. 

You squeezed his shoulder as if that was enough of a response, and for him it was. 

Then, he said, “Thank you for getting me here. And for being proud. And for going back home even though I want you to come with me. I’m proud of you, I love you.” 

And you knew, despite this mutual heartbreak and the longing for him that would never go away, that regret would have been worse. You would have chosen this path a hundred times if given the chance, because you loved him and you were loved by him, and you could never regret the jump you took. The fall before the end was worth it. 

[starsabovethesun]

Giving LEGOS a gender and sexuality because I can :)

Lloyd: Transman, aromatic asexual (he/they)

Kai: Bigender, queer (he/she)

Zane: Agender, demi-romantic pan asexual (any pronouns except for it/its)

Cole: non-binary, greyromantic, gay, demi-sexual (he/they/she)

Jay: Genderfluid, pan, asexual (she/they/zap, occasionally uses he/him)

Nya: Cis woman, bisexual (she/her)

Pixal: unlabeled, aroflux, neptunic (he/pup)

Skylor: Transfem, lesbian (she/her)

Vania: pangender, queer (fae/she/xey)

Morro: non-binary, questioning (they/he)

Echo: demi-gender, lesbian (they/it)

Harumi: transfem, lesbian (it/she)

Akita: wolfgender, aromatic (woof/they)

Sora: transfem, bisexual (they/meow/she)

Arin: non-binary, aromatic asexual (they/them)

Wyldfyre: love and gender are suggestions (any pronouns)

Euphrasa: demigirl, pansexual (they/she)

Geo: transmasc, uranic (he/him)

Mr. Frohicky (because why not?): non-binary, queer (he/they)

Wait I forgot-

Wu: cisgender, asexual (he/him, doesn't mind they/them pronouns)

Misako: cisgender, straight (she/her) (she's the biggest ally though)

Garmadon: genderqueer, gay (literally doesn't care what pronouns are used)

Vinny: transmasc, omni, aceflux (he/him)

Btw uranic means you like all genders except for women and woman-aligned non-binary people, and neptunic is the opposite of that :)

[smallmartiniolive]

My ninjago height head canons because I have the urge to dump them somewhere

Shortest to Tallest

Lloyd - look he’s still a baby and despite being forced to grow up he still remains the shortest,, I’m clinging to baby boy Lloyd because the horrors! The traumas! He looks very feral with his oni/dragon-ish features but he’s still small. He was so happy when he got taller only to still be the shortest

Kai - I know people like Jay being the shortest ninja but hear me out!! Kai has the energy of a feral short person that climbs people on the regular and I stand by that. All short people have a similar rage and fire buried inside them like Kai. I wouldn’t say he’s super short but you get the idea. When Lloyd started to grow he feared that he would once again be the shortest and forced someone to measure them right there. Constantly resting on Lloyd’s head for his own ego (he has to lean up a bit because Lloyd isn’t that much shorter than him)

Jay and Nya - Jay may not be the shortest ninja but he certainly isn’t the tallest. I can’t see Nya shorter than him and I like the idea of them being the same height but maybe Nya has a couple of inches on him. Also since they’re the same height they just share clothes religiously but Nya’s shoulders are broader than Jay’s and she has boobs so his clothes are snug on her unless they’re big.

Pixal - now we get to the tall people with Lloyd and Kai being shortish and Jay and Nya being average. Pixal has them robot genes and I bet she would make herself taller to compete with Zane but to fit in the Samurai X suit she had to stop somewhere so she is comfortably tall where she can get stuff on tall shelves but doesn’t bump her head on doorways

Cole - ok look hear me out. He was definitely the same height as Jay and Nya (during season 3 especially) but he started sprouting up around season 4 and scarily so. Jay shaking in his boots before his battle against Cole in the tournament of elements: oh no he got beef- I mean big very big woa men haha yea I’m still mad tho. I mean wasn’t season 4 when his appetite was shown and pointed out? It’d make sense. His growing pains being the only thing that stops him from throttling Chen

Zane - Zane will always be the tallest to me, and it’s his business if he rebuilds himself a little bit taller after injury. Cole and him are both at the height where they smack doorways but Zane is used to it so he got to be smug when he would hear a loud smack down the hallway followed by a “SON OF A BI- WHY IS THERE A DOORWAY HERE.” Kai probably uses him as some sort of look out point cus he’s tall.

[alicre]

One ss ,one character, 2 years appart!

Tha original ss:

[nokkomo]

Just me being silly again~

Apologies for the grammar/spelling mistakes :,>

I N E E D Jay content, so I'll drop a hc that I have about him. He LOVES to do makeup but only for him and Nya because the others used to make fun of him. Later on, they found out that he was pretty skilled, so now they ask for makeup everytime they can (fun fact: part of this is technically canon)

Smol context for the end: After analysing many romantic shows, Zane wanted to impress Pixal with his looks and asked for help

[localguy2]

General analysis of DR Zane, S1 and S2 included (spoilers):

Man... Is this one a doozy...

Okay okay so, what I wanna touch on first and foremost is Zane's humanity, or his perception of his own humanity, because uhhh...

Folks the implications are NOT GOOD in the SLIGHTEST in regards to his Mental State and thinking process.

Something we've seen repeatedly throughout DR is that the merged realms and it's people in general don't view Zane as human, they don't see him as a person but more so a machine, or equipment.

We saw this first in S1E13 'Wyldly Inappropriate' we get introduced to "Zane Day", a day dedicated entirely to Celebrating Zane and who he is, and it sounds really sweet and it is- but...

It's celebrated in the worst possible way ever.

Zane is treated like a robot, like striaght up robot, when people speaks its all in an attempt to mimic a robotic voice, and sometimes people end up saying stuff that's really offensive to him (Zane look alike contest).

Heck, even other Nindroids are in on it.

This sorta paints a sad picture in regards to Zane, because it implies that the city (or maybe entirety of the Merged Realms) see Zane as just a robot ninja with cool powers, nothing more, nothing less.

And we see this a second time in S2E7 'Fugitives from Madness' and S2E8 'Secrets of the Wyldness', in which Zane and Cole fight off The Administration, and yet again we see how Zane's Humanity is absolutely disregard, heck it's even violated in this scenario, they don't even acknowledge him as a person, The Administration straight up calls him "Equipment".

Equipment that's to be destroyed when taken, and that's despite Zane proving himself to be an actual being multiple times to the agents.

So, what am I getting at here?

Well, in simple terms, The World of Ninjago Post-Merge doesn't really acknowledge Zane's humanity or his personhood, of course, the average everyday civilian to a lot less extent then say, an entire organisation, but the wholehearted confidence the Agents of the Administration say that Zane is an object calls into question whether it's their actual personal beliefs, or protocols set by the Administratior.

And... You know what's the absolute worst part?

Zane doesn't even TRY to defend himself.

Striaght up, he neither tries to explain what Nindroids are to people during Zane day, and just goes along with the flow.

And when fighting The Administration, he even OFFERS himself to them in exchange to let Cole and Bonzel get away, granted you could say it was part of his plan to buy him and the others more time, but his continued insistence on trying to find a compromise with The Agents sorta hammers home his whole hearted belief that he's:

A) Expendable.

B) Not a person, but a machine/"equipment".

Now, this might be over analysis on my end, but I would also like to point out the scene where he plugs himself into The Administration mech and tries to decode/hack their netrowk and systems.

In that scene, his mech gets stabbed in the back with a massive sword from one of The Agents, and instead of immediately getting the fuck out, he stays Plugged in and KEEPS trying to hack their stuff, all in the hope that he can finish it in time before he gets fried alive.

Unfortunately, that doesn't happen, his circuits get fried completely and he passes out.

But, it again (directly or indirectly) hammers in points A and B, Expendable, and Nothing more then a machine.

(I would like to add as well, his this parallels nicely with PIXAL in S11 during 'Kiaju Protocol', their stubbornness, and something I've neglected to mention about Zane which EVERYONE knows, is his Self-Sacrificial and Nobel tendencies).

And you don't even have to make that many assumptions for all of this to be considered true, just look at what he says...

In S2E5 'The Spell at the Waterfall', Zane finds a plush made for him by Frohickey, of Frohickey himself.

When Zane asks why Frohickey made him this plush, Frohickey says that he made it so if Zane had any issue to take up with him, he could talk to the Plush instead (reminiscent of his PIXAL-Brush coping mechanism in S1).

And Zane... Well he striaght up lies, he says and I quote:

"I do not expiernce heightened emotions."

Which, yeah, okay buddy, sure...

Just ignore the time you shut off your emotions... Sure

But anyway, this is really really unusual for Zane to say, he might not be good at emotions, but he'd never ever deny the fact that he feels all of them.

Well... Unless he fully believes he's just a machine.

See what I'm getting at here?

If he doesn't believe he's more then machine, then he sure as hell will make wrong assumptions and judgements on his own personhood and emotions, and... Why shouldn't he?

Everything and Everyone in the merged realms sees as him as nothing more than that, regardless of previous experiences and events that have impacted him personally.

It's wrong, really REALLY wrong, but in his mind, probably not so much.

So, what do I think they writers are doing this?

I think personally, this is all subtle and slow build up to give Zane an eventual arc, perhaps in Part 2 of Season 2, or in Season 3 even.

Because, even Doc himself recognised that Zane's character has become very stale and boring during the last few seasons, and given how pretty much EVERY CHARACTER in the show has gotten something to do that involves their character, it'd be particularly odd to leave Zane out (well unless they don't know how to write him).

And it's why they're deliberately making Zane go and say these things, it's subtle, but when it's time to give him his own time to shine, it'll make a lot more sense.

This could also related to the egg/pod thing he woke up in under Imperium, because Doc also said that it's a matter for later seasons.

But it remains to be seen if the future planned Zane arc/story is connected to the egg he was in, we'll just have to wait and see really...

[katfiers]

Ninjago headcanons (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

Everyone on the team knows ASL for multiple reasons like talking to people who are mute and or deaf or needing to be silent on a mission

Kai and Cole are resistant to lava/magma, both of them refuse to tell the others want it feels like, Kai can eat it however [tastes like burnt dirt and burnt marshmallows]

Kai doesn't understand a lot of Internet slang and has to ask the others what they mean [Jay told Kai what DILF is, Kai got very frustrated when fans called him that]

Lloyd made a werehog sonic AMV when he was a kid [the song was monster by skillet]

Cole has a fursona [it's a ghost cow]

[Cole has made fursonas for the others]

Cole does art commissions and regularly does furry ones

Zane once accidentally froze Pixal in half

Jay some how mixes up Kai and Nya a lot especially in the morning [Cole does too]

Lloyd is dyslexic

Jay is type of guy who goes "owie!" At a stab wound

I dislike the illiterate Kai hc, instead Kai has spelling issues, It took a while to the others to notice because Kai is very good at reading, they realized that Kai can't spell very well when they had to put down medical info and Kai asked Nya to fill it out of him, [Nya explains that Kai has issues with spelling] the team suspect that Kai might have dysgraphia

[somelegobird]

I need something to do so uh,,, *ahem*

What every character has said they love(d) (according to the fandom wiki transcripts)

Same structure as my wish list, this doc has it colour coded and some extra notes from me if you're curious.

I'm not taking tone into account here because I can't understand it!! I'm also only counting stuff that they said themselves, if someone else said they love something/one it won't be counted. Maybe if I get bored one day I'll create a second version in the doc that does include them, but don't count on it.

I've only done this to the episode The Spell at the Waterfall (DR s2e5) because that's the latest transcript available SOMEONE PLEASE GO DO THE TRANSCRIPTS AAA

Acronix

For Kai and Nya to try and escape

Arin

The idea of looking out for ways to help anywhere he can

His parents

Benthomaar

Trimaar

Brad

Planting flowers

Chen

Buttons

Lessons

Cole

To visit his Mom and Dad

The smell of land hurtling towards you in the middle of the night

His Tread Assault

Ceremonies

Chocolate-covered shell peas

Slow jam

Dareth

Mr. Pale's work

When a plan comes together in his head

Delara

Nadakhan

Dr. Julien

Zane

Ed

A tour of the Bounty

To see Nya again

Edna's crumb cake

Edna

A tour of the Bounty

To see Nya again

Fedulian

To catch the ruffian that broke into his place

Garmadon

What the Oni did with Ninjago

Harumi

Lloyd

Jay

When it's Zane's night to cook

The idea of whoever finding the identity of Samurai X becoming the green ninja

Daffy Dale

Their new gis (in Rebooted)

The hacking capabilities of the Techno Blades

The Weekend Whip

Fritz Donnegan movies

His room in the Tournament of the Elements

Roller Skates

Skiing

Cleaning the hull of one of Nadakhan's ships

Parades

Going in and kicking snake butt, or whatever passes as a snake's butt

Mister Cuddlywomp

Nya (Six times)

The smell of arcade in the morning

Kai

The idea of the ninja holding a tournament to figure out who is the best

The gold highlights of their uniforms

A good old fashioned rollercoaster

Nya (twice)

When a plan comes together

Sitting around and talking instead of doing

Crazy ideas

Clutch's book

The "infinite lives thing" of Prime Empire

His Golden Dragon Raider

Karlof

To build

Lloyd

The dark

The idea of being called "Mutt the Miracle"

The Destiny's Shadow

Lou

Kai's energy

Mechanic

Spider bombs

Misako

Garmadon

Lloyd

Murtessa

To see a demonstration of Jay's elemental powers

Mystake

Ninjago

Nelson

Bananakhan flavoured ice cream

NinjaFanInfinity

The New Ninja and the Classic Ninja working together

Nya

To go on a date with Jay

The lights of Day of the Departed

Jay

Nyad

The song of the whales

Percival

Studying at school

Pixal

Zane (Three times)

Pythor

Revenge

Raggmunk

The smell of screams in the evening

Ronin

The Allied Armor of Azure

The Ninja's TV spot

Rufus McCallister

Zane

Sora

Allotted recreation hour

Arin (twice)

Spitz

The smell of new old stuff in the morning

Suetonius

Mucoid hat mondays

Trimaar

Benthomaar

Vangelis

Vania

Wu

Scenic drives

Misako

Zane

Pixal

Below is this list but ordered chronologically and the lines are directly copied from the transcript (and it says what season & episode they are). There's also some lines that aren't included above because they weren't directly about one person's love

Rise of the Serpentine

(Rise of the Snakes) Kai: And will be declared the Green Ninja! I love it!

(Home) Jay: Mmm. Oh, I love it when it's Zane's night to cook.

(Home) Wu: Yes, Zane. We would love for you to make dinner.

(Snakebit) Ed & Edna: We'd love a tour!

(Snakebit) Lloyd: I'm the son of the Dark Lord. I love the dark. I eat this stuff for breakfast.

(Snakebit) Cole: Hi, Mom and Dad. Of course, I'd love to visit.

(Never Trust a Snake) Pythor: Hmm, I love revenge!

(Can of Worms) Cole: Ah. I love the smell of land hurtling towards you in the middle of the night.

(The Snake King) Kai: I love the gold highlights.

(The Snake King) Kai: I love a good old fashioned roller coaster,

(The Snake King) Jay: So whoever learns the identity of this Samurai is the one who will become the destined Green Ninja. Ha! I love it.

(Tick Tock) Dr. Julien: And the only reason I'm about to do this is because I love you.

(Once Bitten, Twice Shy) Nya: Sure! I'd love to.

(The Royal Blacksmiths) Lou: Kai, love the energy, hate the hair.

(The Rise of the Great Devourer) Cole: I love this thing.

Legacy of the Green Ninja

(Darkness Shall Rise) Wu: Also, I love scenic drives. 

(Double Trouble) Cole: I love ceremonies. 

(Double Trouble) Brad: And I love planting flowers.

(Child's Play) Jay: Oh, look. A first edition "Daffy Dale." I used to love that nut growing up. 

(The Last Voyage) Rufus: I love you, you stupid Nindroid.

(Island of Darkness) Misako: There was a time when I loved him very much.

(Island of Darkness) Kai: Oh, I love my sis.

Rebooted

(The Surge) Jay: I love the new threads.

(The Surge) Jay: Ha! I love it! 

(The Art of the Silent Fist) Jay: Hey, I love this song.

(Codename: Arcturus) Jay: I love Fritz Donnegan movies.

(Codename: Arcturus) Kai: Ah. I love it when a plan comes together.

Tournament of the Elements

(Only One can Remain) Jay: Haha! I love my room!

(Only One Can Remain) Cole: Look, chocolate-covered shell peas. I love these.

(Ninja Roll) Jay: Oh, roller skates. I love roller skates!

(Ninja Roll) Chen: Button, button, I love buttons.

(The Forgotten Element) Chen: I love lessons.

Possession

(Stiix and Stones) Ronin: Hey, love the armour.

(Grave Danger) Jay: Whoo-hoo! I love skiing! Haha!

(Curseworld, Part I) Cole: I do love a slow jam.

Skybound

(Public Enemy Number One) Ronin: Been meaning to say, love the TV spot.

(Public Enemy Number One) Kai: Haha. I love my little sister.

(My Dinner with Nadakhan) Jay: Ha! I love it!

(Wishmasters) Lloyd: Uh, sounds great. Love the idea.

(Operation Land Ho!) Edna: And after you save Nya, bring her over for a bite. We'd love to see her again.

(The Way Back) Nadakhan: But do you still love me? Delara: Of course.

Day of the Departed

Nya: Oh, this is my favorite holiday. I love all the lights.

Ed: I know, son, but I love your mother's crumb cake.

Hands of Time

(A Time of Traitors) Jay: Aw, I love a parade.

(Scavengers) Kai: Oh, yay, I just love sitting around and talking instead of doing.

(Scavengers) Jay: I love it!

(A Line in the Sand) Raggmunk: Ah, I just love the smell of screams in the evening.

(The Attack) Jay: Mister Cuddlywomp… is a teddy bear I used to love when I was five, but now he's totally lame and—

(Secrets Discovered) Lloyd: I love it!

(Pause and Effect) Wu: I should have told you I loved you before you went to—

(Out of the Fire and Into the Boiling Sea) Acronix: I suppose escape is impossible, although I'd love for them to try.

Sons of Garmadon

(Game of Masks) Harumi: I...I love you.

Hunted

(Iron & Stone) Dareth: I love your work.

(Iron & Stone) Karlof: I love to build!

(Two Lies, One Truth) Mystake: And I fell in love with this world he created.

(The Weakest link) Dareth: I love it when a plan comes together in my head.

March of The Oni

(Into the Breach) Garmadon: Love what you've done with the place.

(Endings) Misako: I love you. 

(Endings) Kai: I love crazy ideas.

Secrets of the Forbidden Spinjitzu

(The Belly of the Beast) Jay: Oh, thank you, Nya! I love you.

(Boobytraps and How to Survive Them) Kai: Yeah! I love...that book.

(Ninja vs Lava) Jay: Oh, thank you Nya! I love you!

(The Message) Zane: Pixal, I love you.

(The Kaiju Protocol) Pixal: If this doesn't work, please tell Zane... I love him!

Prime Empire

(Superstar Rockin' Jay) Kai: Huh. I love this infinite-lives-thing!

(One Step Forward, Two Steps Back) Jay: I love you!

(The Temple of Madness) Jay: Don't leave me! I love you.

Master of the Mountain

(Queen of the Munce) Murtessa: I would love to see a demonstration.

(The Skull Sorcerer) Vangelis: I love you, child, but why don't you ever listen?

Seabound

(Long Live the king) Trimaar: I love you.

(Long Live the King) Benthomaar: I love you too, Father.

(Papergirl) Nelson: I love Bananakhan

(The Calm Before the Storm) Jay: Ah, I love the smell of arcade in the morning.

(Nyad) Nya: she mouths "I love you."

(The Turn of the Tide) Jay: Nya! I... I love you.

Crystalized

(The Call of Home) Nyad: Oh, I love their song.

(Public Enemies 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5!) Kai: Wow. I love this thing!

(A Painful Promise) Jay: Take care of Nya. Tell her I love her.

(The Fall of the Monastery) Mechanic: I love these things.

(Return of the Ice Emperor) Pixal: Zane, if these are our last functional moments, I want to express that my love for you is ingrained deeply in my circuits.

(Compatible) Pixal: I felt things ... I never felt before. I felt ... love. For you.

Dragons Rising season 1

(Return to Imperium) Past Sora: I'm just excited about getting back to my work is all, but love allotted recreation hour.

(Mindless Beasts) Percival: I love studying at school!

(Mindless Beasts) Arin: Love the sound of that.

(The Temple of the Dragon Cores) Sora: I love ya, Arin, but not everything is some big cosmic plan.

Dragons Rising season 2

(The Blood Moon) NinjaFanInfinity: New ninja, classic ninja, working together? Love it!

(Shattered Dreams) Suetonius: Mucoid Hat Mondays. Yes! Love.

(Shattered Dreams) Fedulian: I'd love to catch the ruffian that broke into my place, but I have a business to run.

(Shattered Dreams) Sora: Arin I love you buddy, but you got to realize that not everyone tells the truth.

(Beyond the Phantasm Cave) Arin: What? No! I love you! I miss you!

(Force From the East) Spitz: Ah, I just love the smell of new old stuff in the morning.

If you notice an error or want me to order it in another way for ease of use, feel free to tell me!

[janitorboy-writing]

My Jay, Nya, Pixal, Zane, Kai, and Lloyd Headcanons about their expertise in STEM

I was struck by inspiration and I just had to write it down. It doesn't help that I'm taking a programming class and have a bunch of STEM friends and family, so I was given plenty of ideas

Please excuse any spelling and grammar mistakes. I forgot to switch my keyboard from Portuguese to english

Jay

He is good with circuits and hardware

If he had the funds and motivstion, he would have been an electrical engineer, or at least become certified as an electrician

He practically already has the experience since he always tinkered with circuits and wires as a kid

His parents would always have him fixing the toaster, fridge, TV, basically any electrical appliance at home

He never had once touched a computer program until he came across his first computer at the junkyard

After tinkering with it and booting it up, he began to mess around and trid his best to understand the programs in it

He understood a little, but he wasn't a pro at it until Pixal came along (she taught him about different programming languages and the fundamentals, and he found out he's not into programming as much as he is with messing with circuits)

He does know mechanics and car stuff thanks to his dad, but he's more interested in wires and circuits

Nya

Mechanic

She definitely has a certification as a mechanic

Thanks to Kai, she had the time to study for a technical education

She also knows enough about electrical engineering to make all the cool cars and mechs

She didn't know very much about programming but she was very interested in it

She went to the library and read outdated books on programming (the local library near their village isn't the most well funded)

Hey, at last she grasped the fundamentals even though she learned an ancient language that most programmers don't use or learn anymore

When Pixal joined the team and started to teach her about programming, she was ecstatic

Now all her inventions could be more modern!

Pixal

She is just like her dad, so robotics and computer science are her thing

She does know a bit about everything since she has an entire database in her head to glean info from

Still, programming is her favorite thing and the thing she considers herself the best at

She leaves vehicle maintenance to Nya and any circuitry to Jay

When Jay, Nya, or Zane aren't around, she handles all the things they handle even if she doesn't enjoy it as much as programming. Someone has to be there to take care of all their tech

Whenever there's a bug she can't seem to fix, she explains her code to Zane to help herself think

Zane listens and i happy to be helping his gf <3

When Zane isn't there, she talks to Nya, her bestie, instead

When neither are there, she talks to Jay

Jay only listens since he's not very experienced with programming, but he does try to help from time to time

Zane

Zane doesn't consider himself to be an expert in any tech related field

Like yeah, he knows basically everything and can do it all, but he's not very interested in them

He will fix cars or fix a line of code, but only when it's necessary or if he's asked to

Unlike the others, he doesn't spend his free time inventing or tinkering with anything

He's mostly meditating or hanging out in nature

He likes plants, like, A LOT

Plants, cooking, and animals are his expertise

He also knows a lot about herbs and tea, so he's basically the team's medic

Pixal is his medical assistant just like he is her programming assistant <3

Zane and Cole go out on walks and hikes a lot, and they drag Kai along just for fun

Kai

He knows a bit about mechanic since he sometimes helped Nya with her homework and projects

Him and Nya know exactly what they're talking about when Jya asks him to bring her the thingamabob

Kai had to teach Jay what the hell a thingamabob and a doohickey is so Jay could actually help Nya

In return, Kai learned some of Jay's weird names for tools like the thing and thingamajig

If things are really dire (like none of the team's inventors and Zane are with them) then Kai will try to fix a vehicle

50% chance of failure, 49% chance of success

The 1%? Who knows

It explodes

Lloyd

Like Kai, he knows a bit about mechanics, if not more because he spent a lot of time with Nya when he was younger and when nobody knew he was the green ninja

He has more success fixing vehicles than Kai, so Kai is always the last resort

Lloyd also knows about plants and herbs since he read about them after Wu was gone

Someone had to take care of all the plants for Wu and Zane after the merge happened

Lloyd also knows a bit of programming and electrical engineering, though it's not very useful

He could tell you what a variable is but he cannot write a program to save his life

He can tell you what XOR does, but he can't build a circuit

Due to his interest in video games, he's been trying to learn programming, but due to everything that happened in his life, he hasn't learned much

He's still trying, and that's what matters

[dontlookforme00]

💚ninjaa4a4afan192288 Follow

Ok but is it actually too soon about the whole Stiix thing. Like whenever I make a joke about it there's always people who look at me weird.

My brother in FSM, that happened like 5 years ago. Get over it. For all our sakes. Pls

☄️theplantenjoyer Follow

What the fuck.is wrong with yuo. My uncle died in that little green pricks shitshow. Shwo some respedt for the dead

🚨spiderronmyphon Follow

which green prick. there's a few, be more specific

💚ninjaa4a4afan192288 Follow

I am showing respect for the dead. Massive respect to Morro. What a fucking plan.

Imagine you get banished to hell and the MOMENT that the nations saviour sacrifices his dad, you escape. Attack ur teacher, the students ur teacher was cheating on u with, (academically) and then immediately graverob god.

Why have none of us talked about this. This is insane.

He graverobbed God, normal-robbed whatever place had the SOS, normal-robbed some ginger in Stiix. And then beat up the students like three times.

AND FUCKING DIED AGAIN

I can't get my head around this. This topic has always fascinated me and I really need us as a society to normalise it so I can fucking talk about this.

Also your spelling is shit and idc about your uncle

🤝theuhhbrobrogoogoo Follow

He was,,,a terrorist?? Why are we glamourising this. Morro killed people and ruined lives. Stop throwing an Internet tantrum and divert your attention to the REAL one deserving of it. And that is Nadakhan

💚ninjaa4a4afan192288 Follow

Fucking who

☄️theplantenjoyer Follow

Fucking who

🚨spiderronmyphon Follow

What. Who??

🕓whi7g-8919-9 Follow

I KNOW THIS IS A BAD TIME BUT WE HAVENT ACTUALLY COME TO A CONCLUSION ON WHETGER OR NOT NINDROIDS ARE HUMAN?? GUYS.

GUYS THIS IS IMPORTANT. WHERE DO NINDROIDS ACTUALLY COME UNDER OUR LAWS

💚ninjaa4a4afan192288 Follow

Nows not the FUCKING TIME GERALD

🚨spiderronmyphon Follow

Ok, this is interesting. Article 3.4 C of the "Humanity" Section of the Ninjago City Department of Law Archive of 2017 states that, "Nindroids are legally recognised as on the same status as all other biological humans by the following criteria: " and then its fucking blank??? This city is a joke. The audacity. What was the point. How the fuck did this pass

And the implications of this, if it wasn't just some stupid error? Neither Zane nor Pixal can face legal justice for being discriminated against in workplace, or anywhere else. They can't buy things under their name, because they aren't recognised as citizens. Only as advanced AI (pretty fucked up but uh). They can't get married, own intellectual property, or . Anything. That's wild.

🐭technosharpieesz Follow

I mean yah. They're bots. They'd hack the economy or sm idk . I'm not going to explain to you why we shouldn't be integrating literal AI into our society??

🚨spiderronmyphon Follow

MOTHERFUCKER LISTEN HERE-

💚ninjaa4a4afan192288 Follow

GUYS CAN WE PLEASE STOP DERAILING MY POST!! PAY ATTENTION TO ME PLEASE!! I SUPPORTED A TERRORIST LOOK AT ME

🕓whi7g-8919-9 Follow

Shut up apologist wer talking abt Pixane now

✨️ninja-heritageposts Follow

Ninja heritage post

💔realsestreal-ninjafanacc Follow

Everybody on this post is a fucking lunatic.

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Credits : @crimson-cherry really love the art and the way they portray the ninjas is how I imagine them in this story. You all should follow them

Reader was playing once again in her room, alone again, as the ninjas were training with master Wu. She sat in front of the TV screen as she was shooting the space ships but got bored after a while 'man, I wish Lloyd was here to play' she thought as she paused the game and noticed that it was almost time to go to bed. She stood up and walked towards the outside door to see the ninjas chatting and teasing each other., noticing how close Lloyd got with the red ninja and his sister, almost acting like siblings, she felt a pang in her chest as she turned around and immediately walked towards her bedroom, which lucky was individual from the boys room. She walked past Pixal who looked at her worried and confused by her mood "Reader, are you ok? Your heartbeat seems elevated and your facial expressions shows you're upset. Would you like to talk about what's bothering you?" She asked gently as she looked at reader. Reader turned her head towards Pixal and glared at her as hard as a 10ys could do "yes I'm fine. Now leave me alone!" She said as she arrived to her bedroom and slammed the door shut. She knew that it was unfair getting mad at Pixal but she was blinded by her anger towards Lloyd and the betrayal she felt at how he distanced himself from her but got closer to the ninjas, especially the red one who she doesn't even bother learning the name of and his sister. 'he's my brother. My twin, he should be playing with me instead of them. I wish everything could go back to how it used to be, without them. Just me and Lloyd, against the world' she thought as she got to her wardrobe and put on her pajamas and went to sleep, though it was hard as her mind was filled with the memories of her and Lloyd before the ninjas and their uncle Wu came along.

The next morning, she woke up groggily as she fixed her hair, putting two hair clips in it to keep it away from her eyes. She put on her school uniform and skirt before grabbing her backpack and going out of her bedroom, ready to go to school. As she walked she almost fell as Lloyd ran past her to go and eat breakfast with the ninjas, messing up her hair a little bit, and in doing so it bothered her as she fixed it up again. As she finally reached the living room she grabbed her school lunch and breakfast as the ninjas were chatting at the table.

"man I'm so happy I don't have to go to school anymore, I get to stay here without hearing the teachers all day" Lloyd said as he was eating his breakfast, sitting in between Kai and Nya.

Reader having heard his little comment slyly mocked him annoyed before walking out of the monastery and going down the monastery's stair of the mountain before reaching the bus stop and waiting for her bus. Once it arrived she got in and gave the bus driver her ticket before going to sit down, glaring at the monastery as the bus started again and put on her headphones to let her mind daydream under the music spell.

On the top of the mountain, on the monastery's rooftop, a spirit was watching the bus leave the bus stop under the monastery with a neutral look '...close, but not yet' it thought as it disappeared in the air, going unnoticed.

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As Reader arrived at school she couldn't help but noticed the subtle way everyone was staring at her, making her feel more alone as she usually had Lloyd with her. As she reached her classroom the teacher gave her a pitiful look 'poor child' she thought as she started to teach the class.

Reader was looking out of the window, not caring to listen to the teacher as she looked at the people outside. As she let her mind wander, she didn't notice a certain blonde boy looking at her interested from the other side of the classroom 'mh' he thought.

As soon class ended, she got out of there, ignoring Brad as she felt really annoyed by everyone around her, forgetting her notebook on her desk.

The boy picked up the notebook and looked at it before putting his gaze towards the classroom's door, where reader left in a hurry and put it in his backpack and went out of the classroom too.

The same thing continued until lunch time, Reader didn't listen to the teachers and glared at anyone who looked at her or tried to talk to her.

As lunch arrives she was standing by the cafeteria and noticed how everyone was sitting at least with someone, making her feel alone again as she didn't knew who to sit with and instead opted for an empty classroom aand started to eat her lunch as she went to get her notebook to draw a bit to keep herself busy, but, as soon as she didn't feel the notebook in her backpack she opened it wide and let all the stuff fall as she shook it in panic "no no no, where is it?!" She said worried "looking for this?" A voice said as she turned around and noticed a boy by the door, and then noticed the notebook in his hands. She got up and took it from him in a mix of relief and suspicion "yes! Oh, wait did you do anything in it?" She said as she flips the pages but doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary. She sighed and went back to eat her food by her desk, thinking the boy will leave after giving her notebook back, but , instead he sat next to her and noticed how little food she brought with hwe and decided to divide his own sandwich ans guve the bigger part to her, waiting for her to accept the offer. She looked at him confused but grabs the sandwich and eats it "thanks...you can leave now" she said while munching her food, avoiding looking at him, thinking he will leave like everyone else. "No" he said to her as he went to eat his own part of the sandwich, surprising her "no?" She said as she looked at him, confused and a bit annoyed at his words "I said no, I don't want to" he said to her as he also looked at her.

She blinked as she looked at him for a while, perplexed by his words "why?" She asked "cause I want to stay here, with you" he said to her with a small smile "...you do know I'm the daughter of Garmadon right? Lord Garmadon? The guy who wanted to destroy all Ninjago?" She said even more confused at him as she turned her chair towards him, eyebrows frowned "I know you don't worry. But still I want to stay here" he said as he took another bite of his sandwich "..why?" She asked annoyed, confused and a bit flustered "cause I want to be your friend" he said to her. She looked at him with wide eyes at what she heard "why? How do you know if I'm not as evil as my father?" She said looking at him suspicious, squinting her eyes at him as no one at school wanted to be friends with her, either because of the pranks she used to do with Lloyd or because of her father's reputation "are you evil?" He asked her with curiosity "..I don't know" she said looking away, feeling conflicted by her role in all that's been happening "that's enough for me then" the boy said to her as he shrugged his shoulders and finished eating his food. She instead looked at her unfinished piece of sandwich and then at him, still suspicious and confused"but what if in the future I want to be evil too?" She said looking at him with conflict in her eyes, thinking her will look at her differently due to the question she proposed. Instead though, he looked at her reassuringly "then we'll be evil together, me and you against the world" he lift up his hand for a dab. She looked at him surprised by his words, not thinking he will still want to be friends even if she wanted to be evil like her father was. She scoffed and smirked at him, feeling a sense of relief in her heart and dabbed his hand "alright then" she said to him before leaning against the empty classroom's wall "what's your name?" She asked and he smiled at her "Strymyr" he said to her "we're partners in crime now Strymyr" she said with a smirk "wouldn't have thought any less from you Reader" he said as they continued to chat until school ended.

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As she arrived to the monastery she was feeling lighter as she walked past the living room, where the ninjas were playing at their video games and towards her bedroom.

She closed the door and layed down on her bed, her mind replaying all the events of today before she smiles widely 'i have a friend' she thought before holding her pillow tightly and falling asleep for a nap.

The spirit was watching her from the end of her bed with a small smile 'getting closer but not yet'

"good nap little lighthouse' it thought

This is all for now, the nickname 'little lighthouse' is because I kept listening to the song Lighthouse by Nina Kraljic and it fitted to the whole 'pure light' plot.

This drawing is mine though 🤭 pls don't hate on it🙏 I know it's nothing compared to Crimson's art but I just wanted to add my touch on the fic too