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small update

i've recently just Morro Week and honestly, that was really fun, tysm for @/ legowafflez for hosting the challenge <33

aside from that, i do have some extra content to post regarding morro week. a bunch of scrapped ideas/sketches i did and whatnot. hope you stick around for that

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this thought never passed my brain but as soon as i read the big ahh letters jay instantly came into mind,,

it was either jay or nya honestly --but jay radiated stronger and probably because i can only choose one in this poll, those late nights projects they had, the blueprints they'd read at a very dim light, the constant radiation with them looking at monitors 24/7, the welding and all that?? yeah ouch my eyes so def it would be jay and nya,, BUT I CAN ONLY CHOOSE ONE SO THOUGHT I'D SAY IT HERE INSTEAD.,, <33

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You alright? Chapter 1

Morro and Lloyd centric fanfic I wrote out of impulse, it's available on AO3 as well!! Happy reading, stay hydrated and take care of yourself <33

Settling in on the couch after a whole day of walking around and listening to the teacher talk about formulas he couldn't possibly need in his whole entire existence, Morro found himself situated and comfortable. Quickly tossing his phone and shoving his sling bag to the side of the couch, he brings his feet up on the coffee table to at least alleviate his heavy and sore body after today's class.

Being a college student wasn't easy, he was barely passing despite working his ass off in his classes, studying in the day and working as a part-timer in a nearby convenience store in the night. He still has a shift later at 12AM. He had to somewhat pay for his apartment that he's currently staying in and his necessities while Aunt Koko paid for his college fees.

He couldn't further burden his Aunt far too much with her being a single parent whilst working a job that barely pays her half of her paycheck every month. Despite that, he still needs to catch a break and lay back once in a while. You can't really go throughout the day with a declining physical and mental health right?

With that in mind, he reaches for the remote as he lazily turns on the T.V. to add some background noise in his ear deafening silent apartment.

Unsurprised, it seems that he caught the news right on time as they report about a Garmadon attack just a few hours ago. "-in the west part of the City. FSM, aren't we thankful that the Secret Ninja Force got in time before Garmadon's forces have even started wreaking havoc. We wouldn't want to repeat last week's incident-" The reporter nervously laughs as he recalls the events of last week's disaster.

Morro sighs, being in a city that's always under attack every week just leaves its inhabitants desensitized to whatever major disaster that hits them, he guesses.

He wouldn't have to worry about himself though, being the Master of Wind and all that. He could probably cast a wind shield on him to protect himself from falling debris or just straight up shoot himself up mid-air to watch everything unfold till the Secret Ninja Forces deal with it.

 Not that he's tried though, despite having elemental powers, he never really found a reason to use them often. He hasn't even used them for anything as extreme as that, he just used it to make his casual day to day a little bit more easier. Sometimes adding more breeze to a melting hot day, gusts of wind to let the teacher's papers fly all over the room to disrupt the class, strong currents to easily mess with the cheerleader's perfectly stylized hair for amusement, (those cheerleaders always got on his nerves, specially this one kid, Chen, all with bright smiles and sending positive motivations in their cheers, despite being absolute scumbags all because they were somewhat "famous") or even to catch falling objects that's somehow knocked over by his cousin, Lloyd.

Speaking of, Lloyd hasn't visited him this entire week! As much as he wants to deny the fact, he does miss the company, SOMETIMES. Lloyd adds a strange yet lively energy to his boring, mundane and barren life.

But then again, he can't blame the kid for not visiting. He IS the son of the evil emperor, Lord Garmadon. And being associated with that guy might as well imply that you're simply given a life that's full of twists and turns, but being the son? Multiply that by a thousand.

Lloyd doesn't have it easy.

Imagine waking up with the dread of knowing that everyday is full of people out to seek and even PRAY for the kid's downfall. He has to live a life trying to survive everyday, quite literally he might add. There hasn't been a day where his little cousin wasn't covered in wounds and bruises. It's sickening to think that it was the norm to everyone, but to Lloyd, it was. He has it rough, going through grade school to high school with kids your age, full of unbalanced hormones and teenage angst, with the fact that they have to deal with Garmadon's attacks every week. All their pent up anger and hatred for their own personal lives and the evil emperor, it's all pushed and directed to one single kid that wouldn't even try to hurt a fly on purpose.

Despite all this, Lloyd never fought back, never stood up for himself, he's also given up on even trying to report his little incidents to his advisors or the authorities. Both Morro and Lloyd know that asking for help from others about his situation will get them nowhere. I mean, they've already done it countless of times already but still arrive at the same conclusion. Snarky, degrading remarks, a glare and an aggressive response ranging from them telling the boys to 'get lost' to telling them that 'they deserve what's coming to them'. Sometimes it even ended up with them with scraped knees and hurt egos.

Morro brings a hand up to pinch on his nose bridge. Thinking deeply.

He deeply cares for the teen and he'd do anything to keep him from harm's way. But he can only do so much from his busy schedule and Lloyd's daily struggles.

Plus, Lloyd's a stubborn brat, he wouldn't even acknowledge the cuts and bruises ever present whenever they agreed to hang out, as if none of the obvious signs of abuse he's been receiving from the people around him even exist.

He scoffs. There's not a single time that he's not thought about the kid whenever he tries to sit down and relax. He shouldn't be worrying this much but what can he do other than do just that? Throughout their childhood, he'd always been the one to fend themselves off from prying eyes and judgmental stares they'd get every so often. He had to do something to at least give Lloyd a break from all the negativity in his life.

But as they got older, they just got to hang out every once in a while. Either of them would visit the other whenever they had free time, usually Lloyd crashing in on his apartment. Morro's apartment WAS relatively closer to his campus so Lloyd took that opportunity to at least visit the only person that actually cared about his presence aside from his mother and Uncle Wu. The boy barely ever has acquaintances to go along with, not to mention FRIENDS. "HAH", he muses himself. Kind of pathetic really, to think they both were considered to be "loners" to society, but at least Lloyd had a reason why.

With a dejected smile, he cups his face with both of his hands. But all this brooding and overthinking was interrupted when his phone suddenly lit up, '1 New Message from Aunt Koko' , it reads. He lets his arms fall off the side.

He stares at it for a good two seconds before registering that he actually has to sit up and reach for the device on the coffee table.

With a groan, he does just that, unplugging the earphones and quickly unlocking it.

He wasn't expecting much, usually it was just messages about whether he still had spare cash with him, or if he had eaten, short messages just to check up on him in general. But sometimes, it would just be to ask if Lloyd was there in his place. The last one didn't settle with him, furrowing his brows at the thought. Checking the message, it seems that his guess was right.

"Good Evening Morro, hope I'm not bothering you. Just here to ask about if Lloyd ever dropped by at your place? I just got home but he isn't here. He hasn't called nor replied to my messages either, I'm getting worried."

A heavy sigh leaves him as he throws himself back to the couch, putting an arm across his eyes. It was 7:46pm , clearly Lloyd isn't in his apartment as of the moment. His cousin's class always ended at 3pm, there's no reason for him to be out this late. He'd usually head straight home after class, he didn't have friends to hang out with so, where was he now? And no calls? That can't be right, Morro KNEW that Lloyd was insistent in updating his mother about things.

There wasn't a time where Lloyd hadn't messaged or dialed up her mother about his whereabouts whenever they were hanging out. Even if they were crossing the street, cooking a meal or even when they were in the middle of a boss battle while playing video games. Morro said that it was "kinda lame" that he'd always message his mother about little details on everything that he was doing. But clearly, now he understood the importance of it.

Pulling his hair back, he focuses on the device on hand and replies. "Sorry, Lloyd isn't here with me. I'll go around and check if he's nearby." Quickly pressing send, he stood up and forced his phone to his pocket and darted out of the room.

With an exhausted huff, he murmurs under his breath. "Where are you Lloyd?".

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You Alright? Chapter 2

Hello hi, it's been a while since I've posted. But I'm back with another update on my fic "You Alright?" Chapter 2 now available on AO3! Check it out or perhaps you can continue down this post under the keep reading area. Have fun reading and stay safe guys! <33

Darkness. Darkness is all he sees.

Why is that? That's usually normal when you're waking up, but why does this feel any different? Wait, when did he even fall asleep? Last thing he remembers was that he was walking, walking where? Walking from? Walking to? He doesn't remember. He tried clenching his fist, but he barely feels his fingers. What's wrong?

Uneasiness fills his system, what happened? Why does he feel heavy? He can't register the sensation. Is there even a sensation to register? He doesn't know.

He tried to listen, there was nothing. It's usually loud but all there was is silence. That barely happens. Not in his life, no. Everything was loud, if not, there were murmurs from people. Was he alone?

That'd be great, but not right now. He tried opening his jaw, but that was his mistake. Pain struck him before anything else sinks in. He tasted iron. It's nauseating, he could feel everything coming back, and everything hurt. He lets out a strained gasp, the intensity overwhelming his senses.

A groan escapes his lips, finally. Not the best response he can give honestly, but he'll take it. His vision slowly started recovering, it wasn't bright but with the haziness, he still couldn't make out where he was. With his vision blurry, all he could see were white spots on random areas, he saw his legs spread out on the ground. He was shaking, trembling. He realized he was breathing heavily, so he tries to take a deep breath.

It was harder than he anticipated, but he still got it. With a sharp pain that shoots through his chest, he unconsciously grabs on to his hoodie to keep himself from falling apart, but that came with consequences too.

Now he can feel his whole entire body screaming at him, EVERYTHING HURT.

With the sudden and intense pain, he tenses up and raises his back from the cold wall that was supporting him. That seemed to be a bad idea too as he felt wind against his left cheek as he suddenly realizes he fell to his left side. His head suddenly hitting the ground and worsening his growing headache.

He could feel the dirt and soil staining his cheeks as he curls his knees from the sudden feeling. He shuts his eyes to better focus on his breathing.

In and out.

In and out.

In

And

Out.

He lays there for a few minutes, trying to stabilize himself and ignore the relentless discomfort. Through ragged breathing and tightly shut eyes, he somehow managed to settle down without trembling as bad as earlier. Clutching his left side, he tries to ground himself from the pain. It's not much but, even the soreness was slowly fading away, just a little bit.

He slowly moves his arm off of his hoodie to push himself back up, it was difficult than what he expected but at least he was making progress. Now sitting down, his left arm planted on the ground supporting his weight, he blinks away the remaining blur out of his eyes.

He still felt dazed but it was manageable. He tried to take a deep breath successfully, albeit wincing a bit when he felt his ribs aching.

He slumped on the wall to catch his breath. Taking in his surroundings, guess he was still in campus. Near by the school's gate, he remembers he was about to head home until a group of students blocked his way. A bunch of shoving and taunting soon followed, just another one of those days where the students just can't keep their hands to themselves.

"Looks like it's your unlucky day, Garmadork." He scoffs at the nickname. "Your dad just HAD to start the day awful. Guess what? We'll make YOUR day end just as awful" He gives Lloyd a devious smirk "Just to make things fair." He mentally berates himself after remembering the guy's words.

Right. Garmadon also did just unleash his forces at the early hours of the morning. But despite that, classes still wasn't suspended due to the Secret Ninja Force dealing with it as soon as it arrived.

More the reason that explains why he's SO exhausted today. As the team's leader, he had to take part in the fight. Of course they won, but not without a few scratches and bruises here and there. And now, add a few more with a broken rib and swollen cheek.

"How am I gonna tell mom about this?" He thought to himself.

He couldn't just barge in their apartment and tell her "Hey mom, just got beaten up at school, there's nothing to worry about here." No, he could never. Plus, Koko wouldn't let him out of her sight in this situation, no matter what. He probably wouldn't be able to attend classes for at least a week if ever she hears about this again. He couldn't also just go to his Uncle to patch himself up, he looked fairly decent after the Garmadon attack.

I mean, Uncle Wu would be able to understand. But he isn't about to show his face all beaten to a pulp all because he wasn't going to fight back some of his schoolmates. He barely has it, but he still does have a bit of pride left in him and he'd like to keep it that way. No use in embarrassing himself further like that.

He drags his hand to his face and lets out an exhausted sigh. Even so, he can't imagine himself walking alone at this time of the night. Even with the slightest movements, it seems to be wracking his entire body as if he's been stuffed in a sack and been hit with a metal bat with nails over and over by the amount of pain he's in right now. He can barely stretch his arm out without wincing.

What a predicament he got himself into.

He gives himself a minute to recollect his thoughts. There has to be a way out of this, a place to stay and tend to his injuries. He stares up at the sky, the moon seemed to stare back at him. At least the moon didn't hate his guts, at least that's what he likes to think. It didn't seem to have any malicious intent against him unlike everyone else. He had no problem staring straight at it and so he did.

The sky looked so calm, so peaceful. Stars lingering and scattered across, watching over him. He exhales, letting his shoulders slump and close his eyes. He'll relish this moment of peace while it lasts. He's barely had any break from all the chaos life has been throwing his way.

If he wasn't getting thrown strange glances and harsh names at school, he'd be defending the city with his team from the Shark Army and from his Father. He could stay here the entire night, listen to the cold breeze and stare at the calm sky, just like when he went stargazing. He smiles at the thought. He really wished he could just stay here. If only it wasn't freezing cold and he wasn't aching all over.

Slowly opening his eyes, he's still meet with the distant skies.

His team seemed to be a good option, but he didn't know who they were. Even if he knew they'd be more than welcome to help him, but he didn't know their identities. More or less their home address. They had this silent agreement that discovering each others identities was too much of a risk, too much at stake just by knowing each other's personal lives. So that's another one off the list.

Being the savior of Ninjago has been great, but sometimes, it had their moments where you just have to question. "What's the point?" He'd get all these attention and praises from strangers he doesn't even know. Being able to see your alias in the headlines on T.V. how, once again, your alter ego has managed to save the entire city from total annihilation. Gaining recognition and approval from civilians who would surely drop him in a heartbeat once his identity's been revealed.

A scowl slowly creeped in his face, pupils flicking from side to side. Trying his best to see what he could do with his situation. These were the times where he felt utterly helpless. No one could help him as the Green Ninja as HE was the supposed savior of all, even among his team. He was expected to be the one looking out for others, not the other way around. And surely, no one would even bat an eye if he was Lloyd Garmadon. Even if he was just a kid, in high school and is in desperate need of help.

He scoffs at the fact that his schoolmates were the ones to get him INTO this predicament in the first place.

Squinting, he shakes off the thoughts. No use in wallowing in self deprecating thoughts, he can do that later when he isn't freezing is ass off in the dirt. Bringing his head down, he gives himself a few seconds to recuperate.

Then it hit him, "Morro". He whispered against his breath.

Morro seemed to care enough to give him a hand when it came to these kinds of things. He always did, they had each others backs. He probably would've dragged Lloyd to a hospital if he could in this situation. But then again, pretty sure the hospital would inform Koko about this. And Morro seemed to know the fact that Lloyd didn't like making his mother worry too much. So both of them just had to deal with this together, without letting a single information slip out of their sealed tight mouths.

He sighs in relief, "Guess I know where we're staying for the night."

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IM ABSOLUTELY IN FOR THE WHOLE "AMNESIAC" JAY PLOT THE LEAKS ARE PUSHING,,, LIKE I SMELL ANGST????? ALSO ALSO COLE <33 SO BASICALLY LIKE WHAT THE POST SAID,, THAT KINDA LIKE?? KINDA POINTS THAT THAT ONE ROCK GOLEM ON THAT ONE LEAK'S GONNA BE COLE OR SMTH I THINK???? I AM

WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABT THE NEW INFO ABOUT JAY AND COLE IN DRAGONS RISING PART 2?????

i watched a vid Abt it where they translated the thing (idk where they found this, some Ninjago website and they translated the info for Jay and Cole) and THERE'S IMPORTANT INFO???????

for Cole it says that he discovered a new power of his where he can like make armor out of rock with his powers which looks like that thing in the one image from part 2!!!!!

BUT JAY???? IT SAYS HES WORKING WITH SOME MYSTERIOUS AGENCY AND HAS NO RECOLLECTION OF HIS PAST OR THE NINJAS???????? LIKE WHAT???!!!

look up dragons rising on YouTube you will find multiple videos about this I'm going insane.

WHERE ARE THEY? WHY DOESN'T JAY REMEMBER ANYTHING?????? WHO IS JE WORKING FOR?????????????

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lego ninjagi almost

I dare you guys to type

Lego ninjago with your eyes closed