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yourwinchesterbros · 1 year ago

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Okay friends, welcome to THE chapter! @witchthewriter pulled out the big mamajammas for this one and I am on cloud filthy nine!

Starting with the sneaky 3.2k SIS – I SEE YOU! Spoiling my rotten ass, but it’s so so appreciated. Thank you.

THE MOODBOARD. This! This was when I knew this chapter was about to fuck me up ‘n sideways. The colors… MY RING!! And the absolute beaut of a GIF smack in the middle was the real cherry on top. I still can’t figure if I keep returning for the amazing plot line, or to stare at this incredible mood board.

Pulled away on club business, Jax said this would be a common occurrence. Even though he knew it would happen, it didn't stop him from thinking of you every minute.

He thought about your hazel eyes, long red-brown hair, and all those tattoos…that he had yet to touch.

Not me gushing to myself, as if I’m not sitting alone in my living room with my two dogs staring at me wondering who the hell I’m saying “Stoooop it” too – The impact is REAL my friend haha.

The word felt sour in your mouth. Stepmother. The first word a person associated with that was evil - thanks to the many fairytales. But you weren’t evil. Far from it. Just a woman who loved a man and wanted to spend the rest of her days with him.

Yes , immediately I thought of the evil Disney step mothers and honestly if I ever raise these boys I will be referred to as Steve Harrington because he did it best

After Jax said he was leaving for club business, you thought it was a good idea to go back to work (even though Jax would have paid your wage, so you didn’t have to.) But you wanted to do something with your time, and where would Skeeter be without you? Up to his knees in paperwork and shit. That’s what.

GOOD GRIEF – The absolute shit grin across my face right now. The fact that Jax can PAY me not to work is just sexy as hell, but not for me sir. I must stay an independent queen … for now. Also, totally pictured walking into the funeral to one work flustered Skeeter and rubbing it in his face that I chose to stay just to help him.. Definitely hinting at putting my pic up as employee of the month when it’s literally just us two that run the place.

The radio played old music; 70s, 80s, 90s, hits that you had heard a thousand times by now. The radio station loved to play the same thing.

This slaps so hard because it’s fucking true. An endless repetitive stream of classic rock and roll jams on station 92.9 – I deny myself that I like it , but at this point it’s pure comfort.

You leapt from your seat and grabbed your phone to see the name that popped up, Pretty Boy Teller, and you pressed answer.

SHUT THE FUCK UP. I GASPED! This nick name is LIIIIFFEEE! Pretty Boy Teller , I’m screaming!

However, your sexual desires always had one thing in common: Jax was the dominant one.

AMEN to that.

His tanned hand held out the box and you took it. Flipping open the box, you saw a silver skull with a crown on its head.

While you inspected it, Jax kept talking, “I saw it in a shop in the town we were staying at. And I – I thought of you.”

My insides are exploding fairy dust and blood, this is too perfect I’m in love with everything about this. This is by far the bestest, most sweetest gesture and it has my heart melting! I love it so so much. The fact that You used my real ring, I was in all my glory. How can I continue my reality when THIS SERVES BETTER. I must go be one with SOA.

There was an overwhelming smell of booze and cigarettes. My kinda party, you thought, as you walked hand in hand with Jax.

Ugly laughing because yes, this is my chuck E cheese. What I wouldn’t give to be invited to one of their clubhouse parties. It’s dirty, messy, loud *sighs* I’m home.

“Jax! Zo!” Tig yelled and grabbed the bottle in front of him, a stray glass and poured you a drink. Bobby was nowhere to be seen, and Chibs was sitting at the bar surrounded by croweaters. When he heard your name, he left his chair and wrapped his arms around you.

Lady Death. The one who had birthed the Prince, was wearing all black, even down to her shiny heeled heels.

My brows almost fell off. Lady Death Holy shit, it gave me shivers but in the most delightful way. You just know Gemma is staring me down.

Well Jax, I guess she wasn’t a one night stand afterall?”

Wendy’s voice filled your ears, and you were glad for Tig’s drink.

“Hey, I could be an escort for all you know,” you replied back with a ghost of a smile, not caring a single bit about what Wendy thought of you.

YYEEES. There ain’t no way I’m giving her a single ounce of satisfaction. You bet I will joke my way out of any confrontation unless otherwise required.

Both the Teller’s were watching the show, Gemma enjoying it much more than her son. He was about to step in after you had taken a full shot of the whiskey. But you re-filled it and handed the glass to Wendy.

Not expecting that move, Wendy took the glass and at the same time, Jax took ahold of your free hand.

“C’mon babe,” Jax seemed to growl, both with light-heartedness and a possessiveness that everyone in the room felt.

The way he takes me in front of the crowd, impressed by the way I can handle myself in such situations that has proven difficult to other women in his life, The way he somewhat is showing his sense of pride is the happiest feeling. God, my cheeks hurt from smiling so hard!

The ride back felt torturous. The wet growing between your thighs worsened beneath the rumbling of the bike.

Hell it’s torturous reading this, knowing WHATS ABOUT TO GO DOWN.

“You’re mine,” he growled. Not moving until you said it back.

“I’m yours,” you breathed

SIS. I had to take a lap. Close the screen, and literally walk a pace to re – collect myself. The way he pauses and waits for my confirmation without his order, holy fuck. We are connected him and I. AND ITS HOT. I love this.

Jax didn’t say anything but made the most animalistic rumble in his throat. Using his whole hand, he gripped your cunt over your jeans.

Flicking from the Prince of Death to Jax Teller, he kissed you again.

“You excited there, Princess?” His voice reeked of arrogance, and with one finger he wiped it against your wetness and brought it to his mouth. Sucking on his fingers, he told you to open wide.

You did as you were told and opened your mouth. The mixture of your slick and Jax’s spit entered your mouth and you moaned.

Im done. I’m in a puddle of pure bliss. Nothing to see here. Just walk over top of me and move along, don’t mind me babbling about him calling me PRINCESS! And in THAT TONE!?? Oh lord I aint making it upstairs no more, forgive me for I have SINNNNNED.

Laying you down on the bed, Jax took a moment to stare down at the masterpiece below him. A woman who had been there the whole time. Who Jax had felt so connected to, for all these years.

Damn, this had me in my feels. Not only is this exciting for it being the very first time, but the fact that we can put all the lust to the side for a moment and truly allow our hearts to feel in this moment, it just shows how much we have to give to each other. There’s so much more beneath the surface. Not just lust, attraction, or curiosity. There’s more. And I can’t wait to see more of it.

“Don’t have to ask me twice,” and Jax centred his cock at your entrance. And took a moment to slowly tease between your folds.

You whined in response, and Jax laughed.

“Okay sweetheart,” he huffed and pushed his cock inside of you.

The smug ass response, I could hear it. That’s so incredibly Jax. My eyes immediately rolled while biting down on my lips cause that’s what I adore about him haha. ANDDD OKAYYY I’m SHOOOK at the way he says “Okay sweetheart” due to my whines for him. It’s so incredibly sexy how I don’t even need to say it, and he’s still verbal to me. God damn. THIS FUCKING CHAPTER MAN. IM WRECKED.

“I’m on the pill,” you rasped, assuring him. Although, he wouldn’t mind putting a baby inside of you.

The way my jaw dropped at this!!!! Like, Jackson Teller you devilish handsome man you… keep that breeding kink at bay… or don’t!? I don’t even know what I want anymore, I’m Jax drunk.

Laughing, he flipped you over and moved the hair from your face. Forcing you to see him. For a heartbeat, he just looked at you, the woman he loved. Then he bent down and kissed you. After a few moments, he pulled back.

“I have a question to ask you,” he said slightly above a whisper.

“Do you think you’d be up to meeting my boys today?”

Not gonna lie, I’ve definitely revisited this a disturbing amount of times since you’ve posted it last night. I can’t get enough of your writing. All the chapters you’ve released has been so healing for the soul, It’s my favourite thing to wait for each week, my favourite thing to obsess over when it comes out, so in other words you’re just my fav!! I’m DYING to see what comes next, this is just SO GOOD!

𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

Paid story for @yourwinchesterbros. Word Count: 3.2k Warnings: swears, alcohol, 18+ absolute smutty smut smut smut

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𝙏𝙒𝙊 𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙃𝙎 𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙍.

He had been gone for a fortnight.

Pulled away on club business, Jax said this would be a common occurrence. Even though he knew it would happen, it didn't stop him from thinking of you every minute.

He thought about your hazel eyes, long red-brown hair, and all those tattoos…that he had yet to touch.

This was the longest Jax had left for club business, and it drove you mad. After that night of confessions, your relationship progressed. You had your first date only a few days after deciding to be with each other. And if anything, your relationship was a bit back to front.

At least it didn’t start with a one-night stand. In fact, you hadn’t fucked Jax at all. Not once. You had come close, but there was always an interruption; something with the club, his kids, or either of you just not being ready.

And you still hadn’t been formally introduced to Abel and Thomas.

The thought sent a jolt of both shivers and through you. If everything Jax said was true, then, well… you were going to be their stepmother.

Plus, motherhood – you hadn’t even thought of it. Having a child yourself felt like a faraway event, something that was years away. Many, many years away. It would happen in the future. But for now, you only had to get to know Abel and Thomas.

But to do that…

You had to get through Wendy and Gemma.

- ✦ -

To survive the time that Jax was away, he would call you every night. It was around the same time; early in the morning when he knew you would be awake. So, around 2-3am. And that worked just fine for him, since sleeping wasn’t an easy feat. And it worked perfectly for you, who was at work, alone (beside the newly patched in member outside – Happy was away as well).

At night, nightmares littered Jax’s mind.

Images of Tara, of his boys’ faces when he told them about her going to heaven. But you became his solace. And that meant he was eager to introduce you to his boys.

You sat at the front desk of Dubrowski's Funeral Home; paperwork scattered around you. For a moment you stared out the window, noticing that the darkness outside was closer to the morning then the evening. And yet, you were wide awake. An electrical buzz vibrating through your body, you couldn’t help the anticipation you felt.

The radio played old music; 70s, 80s, 90s, hits that you had heard a thousand times by now. The radio station loved to play the same thing. It was the only station that was on at this time. You looked over at the clock, and it read 3:25am. Late. He never waited this long to call. Sadness turned into dread when you thought about all the possibilities that could have happened to Jax.

He's fine. Probably just forgot to charge his phone, or maybe he lost it or – buzz! You leapt from your seat and grabbed your phone to see the name that popped up, Pretty Boy Teller, and you pressed answer.

- ✦ -

You had thought about Jax, naked, for a very long time. Never would you admit it, but you had daydreamed about being with him … seeing his cock. What did it look like? Was it big? What if you didn’t live up to his other experiences?

Those thoughts usually wormed their way into your mind right before you fell asleep. You had even masturbated over him. Different scenarios of you and him. Sometimes in the clubhouse, sometimes in your house, and sometimes in the shower or ... a public bathroom.

However, your sexual desires always had one thing in common: Jax was the dominant one. Even though you were a lady that could handle herself, you wanted to be looked after in the bedroom.

But the time for your questions to be answered was looming, and you couldn't deny the growing anxiety within you.

What if you didn't live up to Jax's expectations?

- ✦ -

You thought kissing Jax for the first time was the best day of your life. But no. Seeing him leaning against his bike in your driveway takes the cake.

“How you doin’ sweetheart?” Jax says with a smirk, his hair slicked back and hands in his jean pockets.

You knew he was toying with you. And you played along.

“I’m alright,” you reply nonchalantly, resting against the doorway, blinking slowly.

He broke first.

“Get over here,” Jax said in a low growl. He stalked over to you and even though you were a step ahead above him, he was still a few inches above you.

“I got something for you,” he opened his kutte and took out a box from the inside pocket. His smile reached his eyes and the crinkled with delight. He couldn’t wait for you to open it. Over your many conversations you spoke about your love for sterling silver rings, especially the chunky ones.

“And don’t take this as … a sign…” he gave a little shake of the head and huffed a small laugh. Slightly embarrassed.

His tanned hand held out the box and you took it. Flipping open the box, you saw a silver skull with a crown on its head.

While you inspected it, Jax kept talking, “I saw it in a shop in the town we were staying at. And I – I thought of you.”

Warmth bloomed in your chest, and wanted to jump into his arms and plant kisses all over his face. But you held back, trying to keep your cool. But Jax could see the blaze in your eyes, the burning desire. Because … you were finally alone together.

“Thank you, Jax,” you said in your most sultry voice.

But time was ticking, and the club house party had already started.

- ✦ -

The clubhouse was alive with energy. As if it had a soul of its own, the building breathed along with everyone else. Fires burned outside in bins, warming those who preferred the night air. Even though no children were here tonight, there was a mini playground with a set of swings in a small, fenced area, clearly showing that kids were here often throughout the day.

You were surprised with how many people were here. Even outside, there were many tattooed men and women; speaking, flirting, laughing, dancing to music. As you got off of the bike, Jax threaded his fingers into yours. There was an overwhelming smell of booze and cigarettes. My kinda party, you thought, as you walked hand in hand with Jax.

“Don’t worry darlin’, this is gonna be fun.” Jax turned to you with a gleam in his eye and leaned down to give you a kiss. Leading you toward the building, the crunch of boots on gravel filled your ears, and then all once, everyone noticed Jax.

You watched as people flocked toward him, both known and unknown faces. But one stands out the most. Wendy. She stood with her arms crossed her chest, high-heeled black boots pointed toward you, almost like two loaded guns. Her blonde hair perfectly curled, and her lips pursed, you noticed how dolled up she was. And you knew who for. Jax.

Looking at her straight in the eye, you slid your arm around Jax’s waist and moved closer to him. His body’s response was instant. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and kept it there for most of the night.

- ✦ -

As soon as you walked inside, you were met with the loud boom of both yours and Jax’s names.

“Hey Tig, Chibs-” you laughed, holding the glass so that it didn’t spill from the hug. Jax had already unwound himself from you and went to hug his mother, Gemma, who was staring you down like … a goddamn piece of meat. Even when she hugged her son, and kissed him on the cheek, her eyes never left yours.

Lady Death. The one who had birthed the Prince, was wearing all black, even down to her shiny heeled heels.

Fuck, you thought. And downed the drink from Tig.

With croweaters eyeing you, but never looking directly in your eyes, you walked over to the Queen.

“Hi, I’m Zoe,” you said with a smile. Hoping she couldn’t smell fear.

- ✦ -

This is going well, you thought, trying not to say the wrong thing. Gemma wasn’t being too hard on you, but she was asking a lot of questions. ‘Where do you live,’ ‘Where do you work,’ ‘How long have you been in Charming,’ ‘Do you have any family.’ You answered each with grace and humour. Even Tig came over to add to the conversation.

“I ugh, I’ve known Jax for a while-“ answering mid question, you heard the approaching noise of high heels. Clip clop, clip clop.

“Well Jax, I guess she wasn’t a one night stand afterall?”

Wendy’s voice filled your ears, and you were glad for Tig’s drink.

You didn’t even look at Jax for an answer.

Yes, Wendy felt like a threat to you. Her history with Jax left you with unbridled jealousy. But it was plain fucking obvious that you were a threat to her too.

Your head whipped around to find Wendy with a slight smirk on her pretty face. Black kohl and thickened lashes enhanced her eyes; doing their best to stare you down.

“Hey, I could be an escort for all you know,” you replied back with a ghost of a smile, not caring a single bit about what Wendy thought of you. As she started to reply, you walked over to the bar and asked for the lone bottle of Rye.

The croweater behind the bar gave it to you, and a fresh glass.

“Well, I’m sure it’s not the first time Jax has dabbled in that area,” You heard the defeat in Wendy’s voice. You could almost feel it.

Not expecting that move, Wendy took the glass and at the same time, Jax took ahold of your free hand.

“C’mon babe,” Jax seemed to growl, both with light-heartedness and a possessiveness that everyone in the room felt.

- ✦ -

The ride back felt torturous. The wet growing between your thighs worsened beneath the rumbling of the bike. It was almost like the motor vibrated, and your hands clutched onto Jax’s shirt tighter. Leaning your head forward, you rested it against Jax, and you wanted so badly for him to turn onto the side of the road and take you there.

But you knew Jax wouldn’t want anyone to see you that way. You were only for his eyes. It was one of the things he had said during one of your phone calls.

The night flew by in a blur, and then suddenly you were home and the bike stopped, and you were pulled inside.

Within seconds, Jax’s mouth was on yours, his tongue toying with your own. His leg pushed the door shut, without his mouth leaving yours and pushed you against the wall. With arms on either side of your head, he pulled back and looked deep into your eyes.

“You’re mine,” he growled. Not moving until you said it back.

“I’m yours,” you breathed and leaned down to nip your bottom lip with his teeth.

“That’s right, Princess,” and he removed his hands from either side of your head. The look in his eye made goosebumps erupt over your skin. And the wetness between your thighs started to become overwhelming. You wanted to reach down and relieve yourself, but you knew who was in charge here.

Hands travelling over your shirt, Jax took off your jacket, “arms up, sweetheart,” complying, he lifted your shirt over your arms and his eyes landed on your laced bra.

Jax smirked, and ran his fingers down your lips, to your throat, and over the warm place between your breasts. But he didn’t stop there. Jax’s finger travelled downward, and when he came upon the heat at your core, he growled.

Jax didn’t say anything but made the most animalistic rumble in his throat. Using his whole hand, he gripped your cunt over your jeans.

Flicking from the Prince of Death to Jax Teller, he kissed you again.

“You excited there, Princess?” His voice reeked of arrogance, and with one finger he wiped it against your wetness and brought it to his mouth. Sucking on his fingers, he told you to open wide.

You did as you were told and opened your mouth. The mixture of your slick and Jax’s spit entered your mouth and you moaned.

The sound drove him mad. He had wanted you for so long, and now … now he got to have you.

“Mine,” he growled again and picked you up, letting your legs wrap around his middle and walked you into the bedroom. You felt the hardness in his pants. And every time he took a step, it bumped against your ass.

The whole time, you stared at Jax. Unwavering longing that was finally happening. But it wouldn’t be until the morning that the thought would sink in.

Laying you down on the bed, Jax took a moment to stare down at the masterpiece below him. A woman who had been there the whole time. Who Jax had felt so connected to, for all these years.

“You okay with this?” Jax said, his chest heaving up and down, adrenaline surging through his veins.

“Of course I’m fucking sure,” you said with a mischievous smile.

Nostrils flaring, Jax took off his kutte, shirt and unbuckled his pants. You took off your pants and kicked them aside in a flurry.

And then your bodies connected.

With nothing but your undergarments on, Jax slowly moved your bra straps down and threaded your arms through them. Your pointed nipples peaked just above the lace, and you moaned from the feeling of the material.

Leaning down, Jax’s hot mouth encased your nipple and bit down. Pleasure bloomed inside you, making your hot core even wetter. Jax’s hand grabbed your other breast and started kneading it, and in that moment he created a world that was only for your pleasure and desire.

But soon you turned impatient and tried your best to rub your core against the hardness of his cock, which was still in his boxers. And then you felt Jax’s smile against your body, knowing exactly what you were trying to do. With a huff, you threaded your hands through his hair and tugged lightly.

Pulling his head upwards you lunged up and pressed your lips against his. With his attention in the kiss, you pulled down his underwear and let his cock spring free.

Even though you couldn’t see it, you could feel its size and length. Girthy, veined and … big. Oh, fucking hell, you thought to yourself.

He sucked in a breath as one of your hands grabbed it and moved back and forth.

“Fuck me,” you demanded.

Within seconds, your panties and bra were ripped off of you and your legs were wrapped around his middle.

“Don’t have to ask me twice,” and Jax centred his cock at your entrance. And took a moment to slowly tease between your folds.

You whined in response, and Jax laughed.

“Okay sweetheart,” he huffed and pushed his cock inside of you.

His strokes started off slow; Jax wanted you to adjust to his size before he did anything else.

But you wanted him deep inside of you, so you tightened your legs around his waist and bucked upward to meet him. Partially surprised, he groaned in response and leaned forward, with his forearms on either side of your head.

He stopped mid thrust to look you in the eyes. Jax’s blue ones bore into you, silently expressing how he felt. The longing over the years had been leading to this.

Jax gently flicked his nose against yours, then pressed his lips to your own. You whimpered into the kiss, your insides feeling like honey as you felt every movement, both physical and emotional.

Then Jax started plunging deeper and harder inside of you. The whole while, his lips were on your own, needing to kiss you. To feel as much of you as he could. He had daydreamed about the two of you ever since that night at Skeeter’s.

When the plunging turned to pounding, your core started to build. It was when Jax moved one of his hands to play with your clit, did you realise just how brilliant this man was in bed.

“Jax, I- I’m going to-“ You whined inside his mouth.

“C’mon baby, do it,” and with his words, his fingers and his cock still inside of you, you came.

The noises that left your mouth were ones only Jax was going to here from now. And he thought they were absolutely divine. A piece of heaven that was only for him.

And it was the sound of your orgasm that made him cum. When he went to pull out of you, you tightened your grip around his waist and pleaded for him to cum inside of you.

“I’m on the pill,” you rasped, assuring him. Although, he wouldn’t mind putting a baby inside of you.

- ✦ -

The morning light filtered through the barely shut curtains. Warm and bright, it mirrored exactly how you felt inside. Jax hadn’t woken yet; this was the first night that he was able to finally sleep. And get a full night’s rest, well, not a full night…

Your hands lightly ran over the exposed flesh. Heat blooming through your body as you recalled the activities you did last night.

You could already see the hickies forming on Jax, and you knew you had just as many. If it was childish, you didn’t care. It was your first time together. All you knew was that you loved the feeling of his body against yours. And that meant your ability to reason was completely out the window.

Your time of admiration was cut short, as it took Jax only a few minutes to wake. But the way he smiled at you - sleepily and bleary-eyed but with utter love - made you silently thank any and every god for being allowed to be his.

“Mornin’ sweetheart,” Jax's voice was raspy and slightly deeper than usual. And instantly it created butterflies in your stomach. God, even your toes tingled.

“Good morning, Jax,” you said, embarrassment creeping up on you. You did your best not to show it, but you couldn't let him look at you any longer. So, you buried your face in his chest.

“I have a question to ask you,” he said slightly above a whisper.

Your stomach gurgled. “Yes?”

“Do you think you’d be up to meeting my boys today?”

#soa #soaimagine #readerxjax #SAMCRO #PaidStory #sonsofanarchy #ineedhelp #imstillrecovering #whatislifeifnotthis

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lunarifie · 2 years ago

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Rewatching Ninjago

(With no context other than the episode)

Skybound 9-10

Jay (after falling from the sky): Ow…

Ed: its our son!

Edna: you mean our adopted son. Remember?

Ed: well of course I remember! But this is the second time he landed on our doorstep!

BJFJSJSNJSOSJ

I love them.

Ed and edna are probably my favorite side characters

Nya swatting Nadakhans crew as they force her into a dress is actually so funny

Ed: The worlds falling apart and hes here eating soup! Your liked by everyone who meets you! Youre telling a boy from a junkyard cant scrap together a few new friends to help him in a jam?

YOU TELL HIM ED

AAAAAA I LOVE SKYLERS NEW FIT

Ronin, captain soto, skyler, echo, and dareth.

Jay picked a weird fucking team

This actually would have been a fun way to show how all the other elemental master were doing and show that the ninja are still in touch with them.

Pirate assistants (trying to read Jays lips): uhhh bequeath, mamajamma…

Jay: mamajamma, silverdollar, peanut butter… Echo do I have to keep doing this or are they gone?

Nfsjnfjenrb

me after seeing Ronin catch Dareth out of the sky: Okaaaay, I see you ronin x dareth shippers 👀

Skylers so cool

Soto was able to take out one of the pirates. Jay. Your on a DRAGON.

Nadakhans so pressed. And for what.

Pre-wedding stress I guess

Its genuinely surprising how well Dareth and Echo are sneaking around

Jay: wow… you look, beautiful.

AWWWWWWW

Jay (outside the barred window): I WISH NADAKHAN WASNT A DJINN I WISH NADAKHAN WASNT A DJIN-

Nadakhan (somehow deaf in the ears): if you wont come willingly Nya….

Jay (still screaming): I WISH NADAKHAN WASNT A DJINN-

Nya (actually doing something useful): yeaaah, im totally gonna marry you and be delara now! You should leave your sword behind though. (They leave the room)

Jay: GODDAMMIT- oh look the sword!

Are they gonna put Jay IN THE SWORD?!?!?!?

Jay: okay, if we wanna do this, we gotta do this quickly. So! Who wants to strike me down!

Everyone: (raises their hands)

Jay: Am I really that annoying… ☹️

Okay but why are they acting as if Jay is the only one who can wish for Nadakhan to not be a djinn. I mean, we have like, 5 people who have 3 wish slots. Why can’t it be any of them????

KAI!!!!!!!!!

JAYS GOT KAI!!!!

Captain soto: a watering can!?!? What am i supposed to do with this!?!?

Ronin: I don’t fucking know?!?? Get creative.

Jay found everybody!!!!!

Ronin: (has a shovel)

Ronin: (looks at it)

Ronin: (uses it to cover the nadakhans pirates in dirt instead of hitting them with it)

FUCK YEAH THEYRE ALL BACK BABYYY

wait

Zane MET echo?!?!??

I thought he never did 😭

I love how Wu and Lloyd are on the same wavelength now

Ohhhh if they make Nadakhan powerless djinjago will crush ninjago.

That makes sense

Thats probably why jay doesnt make that wish later

Now its just the og five.

So much has changed 🥲

Nya: Jaaay, where are youuuu… 😁

Dogshank: she’s beautiful!

Flintlocke: and slower than molasses dripping uphill 🤨

Jay (casting a random pirate into eternal damnation in the sword): haha! I forgot it did that.

Clancy: And do you! Take him to be your lawfully wedded husband?

The ninja: (banging on the wedding halls doors)

Nya: uhhhhhhh ill think about it…? 😀

Shiiiiit. Nadakhans got all the wishes ☹️

Nadakhan (talking to an unconscious Nya): I finally have you all to myself…

Dont like that. Dont like that one bit.

WHY DOES LLOYDS VOICE ACTOR KEEP SLIPPING INTO A BRITISH ACCENT

BCJSNFJDNSJFNDN

Jumping on sky explosives to get to the ship/venom is very anxiety inducing

I cant get over the fact that Lloyds super old now

I KNEW IT I KNEWITIKNEWITIKNEWIT

Delara FUCKING possesses Nya

the ninja: what are we gonna do…

Jay: MMMMMM

Zane: (trying to take the gag off Jays mouth)

Kai: If only someone could tell us… so I can get my sister back 😢

Jay: AAAA. WE HAVE THE POISON. that rlly hurt…

Jay: You can still shoot, flintlocke!! Nadakhan didn’t have the power, WE did.

You know, I never really understood this part.

Like woooow the magic of believing in yourself ✨🤩

But how tf does that fight against actual magic?!?!?!?!?

Delara: You are all I’ve ever wanted…

Nadakhan: Thats all I’ve ever wanted to hear- (looks at the window) MY SHIP??!?!?

Jay: (crashes and obliterates Nadakhans ship AND temple)

God. Delara is such a BITCH.

Its so weird that Nadakhans wishes are physical and projectile now. Like he cant just wish it to happen, if its harmful he has to actually aim and hit his targets.

Nadakhan: I will squash you like bUuUuGsssssss

Why did he say it like that 😭

ZANE

YOU CANT JUST KILL HIM LIKE THAT

THAT WAS SO ANTI CLIMATIC

ZANE DESERVES BETTER THAN THAT

TO JUST BE TURNED INTO GOLD IS LIKE?????

WTF?????

KAI!!!!

COLE?!?!?

COULDNT COLE HAVE JUST GHOST PHASED THROUGH THE SPELL?????

Jay: Sorry Nya! I have to do this! (Fucking THROWS her)

LLOOOYD

theyre all just dead.

God this is traumatizing

Ok I knew the poison would weaken Nadakhan but I didn’t know it would EXPELL his power. I freaked out over the ninja dying for nothing!

Nya…

God I hate this part

Zane: The spider widow venom weakens him, but is fatal to her.

YES THANK YOU ZANE I CAN SEE THAT 😀

Nya: I never wanted to be a part of your boys club anyway…

Maam those are NOT your last words.

Jay watched her die…

Actually wait no. This is Kais SISTER. Why dont we ever explore that grief with him when something tragic happens with Nya????

Not the single tear drop.

This is what im talking about when I say Jay thinks outside the box.

Hes an INVENTOR

even when hes ridden with grief, when it seems like theres only two options. Stopping Nadakhan or saving Nya. He still invents a new way. A different option.

Love that about him.

I cant with the flashbacks.

This is it.

The rooftop.

The kiss.

Where it all starts.

And where it ends.

Ya know, bc, Jaya starts here, and the whole love triangle and weird Jay and Nya dancing around each other things stop… you get it.

Ik it seems like only Jay and Nya remember everything but the way Cole and Lloyd paused on their words, and felt a sense of deja vu makes me think that the other ninja at least remember bits of information.

Nya taking the initiative in the kiss is so in character I love it

Nya: I remember everything!

Jay: But how?!

Nya: Who cares!!!!

I care.

Id like to know how.

Ill take the power of love as an answer tho

Lloyd: im getting the weirdest sense of deja vu…

SEE

#ninjago #lego ninjago #Rewatching Ninjago #skybound

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