#previous elemental master of ice

[maydayintheforest]

Guys does anyone still care abt frozen gear shipping in the big 25 bc I have some ideas…

[blu3cl0v3rs]

Dear Tumblr, I have done it.

I finished my first Morrotober prompt!

Here ya go!

Summary: Morro celebrates his birthday with the Masters of Creation and the Spinjitzu Brothers!

Warnings: None

Prompt: Day 1 - Magic | "I wish…"

Extra: This is all non-canon, but I love the thought that Morro knew all of the previous Elemental Masters, so this was made. Also, you can take Garmadon's nickname of "Donnie/'Don" out of my cold, dead, rotting hands, and I named the previous ice elemental Touki.

"I wish…" the young boy trailed off into silence, then flourished his hand to blow out the candles on a cake.

"Happy birthday, Morro!" Maya smothered the now-assumed-to-be 8 year old with kisses to his temple.

"Maya! Stop it, give me a chance to hug the kid," Libber scooped up the scrawny child and spun happily out of the room and into the yard as Morro squealed.

This was the best day of his life! Second to the day Wu adopted him, which was the day they celebrated his birthday, but still! Lily showed up early and took him rock climbing after Sunrise Exercise with Dad and Uncle Donnie, then Touki arrived and told stories of times long past, and then Libber, Ray, and Maya came and they had a picnic in a flower field in full bloom! It looked magical, and they picked a bunch of flowers to turn into flower crowns. Of course, not before Ray dramatically professed his love to Maya with deep red carnations, despite already being engaged. They spent the rest of the afternoon preparing dinner back at the monastery and baking Morro's cake. They had finished dinner and moved onto the cake.

"Soooo, whaddidya wish for, pipsqueak?" Ray leaned on the wind elemental's head from behind after Libber set him down.

"I can't tell you! Uncle 'Don said my wish won't come true if I do!" The boy huffed, moving away from the fire elemental, who collapsed to the monastery floor.

Lily handed a plate with a slice of vanilla cake with pale green frosting and a fork to the youngest. "Here you go, Birthday Boy!"

Morro admired the cake, marveling at the idea of him eating something this perfect.

"Well don't just drool on it! How'd we do? I really hope you like it!" Libber jittered as Lily set a steady hand on her shoulder.

"Libber, relax," she told the lightning elemental.

Morro carefully carved the tip of the slice off, watching as he hesitantly raised the piece to his mouth, and ate it.

It was delicious.

Stars danced in his eyes as he cut off a bigger chunk and shoved it in his mouth, a few stray crumbs falling back to the plate.

"I'll take that as him liking the cake?" Garmadon asked, leaning on one of the wooden pillars holding up the monastery roof.

The boy swallowed, "I love it!" A smile plastered onto his face, a few dollops of frosting sticking to his lips until he licked them off.

"By the way, I was sent to tell you all to clean the mess you made inside."

Oh right, the food fight. Recent memories of being assaulted by peas, bread, and mashed potatoes rose to the surface as Morro shoveled another piece of his slice into his mouth.

The other elementals, except Morro and Ray, entered the building. Ray groaned incoherently, apparently still on the stone ground. Garmadon walked over, tail swishing with over exaggerated annoyance.

"C'mon, you freeloader. You have yet to actually move into your house in Ignacia and mooch off us half the time, the least you could do is clean up the plates," Uncle Donnie nudged the brunette with his foot.

"Fiiiiiiine," the man groaned and hoisted himself up to go inside.

Garmadon strolled over to his nephew, who was rather messily finishing his cake. "Enjoying that, aren't you?"

Morro nodded enthusiastically.

"…say, would you like to see the secret something I've been working on?" Uncle Donnie asked.

The younger looked at his uncle in wonder. "Really?"

'Don held his hand out, palm up, low enough for Morro to view. The elder of the two concentrated as he exhaled. Morro watched in awe as tiny sparks of light ignited and danced around in his palm, swaying and spinning around in perfect sync. They eventually slowed their frolicing and settled, writing out "Happy Birthday" on the dragoni's palm.

Uncle 'Don slowly lifted his hand up to his mouth as he inhaled, then blew the sparks off his hand. The two watched as they restarted their waltz, whirling carelessly until they faded into the starry night sky.

When did it become night?

Morro yawned, relaxing onto the man beside him. Uncle Donnie smells nice, like charcoal and sickly sweet cherry.

"I think your son's finally tired himself out," 'Don said… to someone. Dad, maybe? That sounded right.

Someone warm picked him up, and Morro couldn't find it in him to protest. The scent of Wu's favorite incense and Humili-Tea lingered around this person.

"Good night, my son."

[gr1m-is]

SOBBING

(Also i LOVE this au so so so much!)

yknow what, fuck you, [unhumans your previous elemental masters of lightning and ice and makes them best friends^_^]

Ice is an unspecified eldritch being. He has an uncanny valley effect on humans that unnerves the majority of the team who in turn can't understand how Libber, Garmadon, and Wu don't feel unsettled by him. Eventually, the teams warms up to him, and though no one becomes as close to him as Libber is, everyone knows they can come to him if they want to hex their ex or get a demon exorcised (sometimes these are one and the same).

Libber is a raijū and though this isn't common knowledge when she joins the elemental masters, news quickly spreads; she isn't great at keeping secrets. She DOES bite and Maya learnt this the hard way.

more art but also cw for death under read more

[miksterrr]

what if when an elemental master gives birth, their powers don't just instantly go to their kid, but it slowly saps away from them until their child is old enough and strong enough to handle the full intensity of the element.

what if that's why lilly got sick? she was so utterly connected with her element, it was embedded deep into her bones, it should've taken a long time for cole to fully achieve the full element, yet because cole was meant to be one of the protectors of the green ninja, one of the most powerful elementals of creation-

it didn't take long for lilly to realize why she was getting sick, at first she thought it was the earth getting sick- that's what happened to her father after all, when the earth got sick so did he, and that's why lilly inherted her element as young as she did but as she was dying and her son was getting strong she knew it was because of him. she never blamed him- she wondered why it was cole- why it was her who got this sick- why cole got that strong-

the element erroded itself away from lilly's bones- from her very soul, until she got sick, and cole just kept on getting more and more powerful and stronger as his mom got weaker and weaker. maybe that's why lou couldn't stand to look at cole for so long- why he avoided their home- bc he knew cole was in part, responsible for lilly's death.

what if that's why libber left jay at the walkers? maybe she thought there was a way to stop him from inheriting her powers- she knows how volatile her element is, how shrieking and blinding and buzzing lightning is. it was a double edged sword, leaving her son and cliff for the sake of them- seperating their little family just so her element wouldn't pass onto her son. she scoured the world to figure out a way to keep her powers to herself- to keep it so jay wouldn't end up like her- blind and shaky and unsure.

she tried so many spells and home remedies and just about anything to protect him. but she knew all of her effort was pointless. she can't tell you when she figured it out, but one day she just felt weak and sickly and her lighting didn't feel as volatile as it used too- she knew jay- her sweet little blue jay- had inherted her powers.

it didn't occur to her until it was too late that jay should've only been about fourteen- maybe fifteen- when most of herelement was depleted. it took libber until she was nineteen- maybe twenty when she had full access to her powers.

what if that's why zane had never met the ice elemental before him? or any other? of course the previous ice elemental was old, probably nearing his death when he gave his element to zane. instead of the ice slowly sapping away like it would've for a blood relation, it was near instantaneous. the ice elemental knew this- it was a tradition for the ice elementals- one he wasn't able to pass on in note or word- the instant disappearence of his element is what brought him to his death.

he had high hopes for zane, that's why he chose him. he's heard of dr. julien through his sister, about the man who can create things out of thought alone. it mystified the ice elemental, and when he met dr. julien's son, he knew, he knew that zane was the one to bare his element, and maybe the last one too.

elements are meant to be passed on- especially the elements of creation - they're not meant for one sole body to bare for years upon years, it deteriorates them as much as it powers them. but zane was a robot- his machinery like no other- and with the core of an ice elemental- he would live on for generations without fear of erosion to his body.

and something nagged at the old ice elemental, he could blame on wu if he tried, the man's superstitions finally herding their way to his mind- but something told him that zane would be unlike the other ice elementals- that his generation of elementals would be like no other before- maybe they'd be more powerful or experience more wars than his ever did- he'll never know until he meets them in the afterlife.

what if that's why it took kai so long to control his powers- for wu to find him and nya? even though their parents went missing and pressumed dead, they were still alive. ray and maya's powers were slowly seeping away from them as they worked for krux, but that was the only way they knew their kids were still alive- the only thing to keep them sane, knowing their kids were somewhat okay while they were out there.

what if that's why it took wu so long to tell nya of her heritage? or her element? wu was so focused on the elements of creation of the formidable source of them all- that he neglected nya's element. the boundless sea- powerful and destructive in its own right. it was something he had no control over- he knew all about the elements of creation but barely anything about how nya's work- only that as beautiful and habital the ocean can be, it can be devastating and damaging as well.

despite their parents powers slowly seeping away, kai and nya are powerful just like the others, both in their own right. kai bc he harnesses an element of creation and nya bc her element knows no bounds. like the others, their powers have always been with them, even before they knew it. kai always held warmth and searing heat in his hands only tempered by shoving or punching someone, and nya always moved fluidly- their neigbhors always called nya a fish out of water - her tember knew no bounds, neither did her beauty.

what if that's why lloyd is the first person to harness his element? of course, the prophecy always said that "a ninja who would rise above all others and become the savior of ninjago." but everyone, even wu, thought it would be one of the others, someone who harnessed one of the elements of creation already- not some kid who just so happened to be the grandson of the first spinjitzu master-

in hindsight, it makes more sense than it should. lloyd has the empthay of a human child and the power of a god- the best of both worlds, some may say. his power in itself is unstable- it's hard to control unless you've been doing it your entire life.

as lloyd grew stronger, the others did too. their powers grew as their parents grew weaker, just so they'd be ready for when lloyd became of age- when it was time for him to defeat the dark lord. when lloyd skipped up a few years because of the tommorow's tea the ninja felt a rush of their power come forth- it was odd and weird and they couldn't explain why- they thought they already unlocked all of it when achieving their true potentials, but appearently not.

as much as the elements of creation is embedded into each of it's user, it's also engraved into lloyd. when he gets weak, so do their powers. as they grew and got older, it become unnoticeable, they all had gotten better control over their powers, over when and when not to use them.

lloyd isn't meant to pass down his power- not ever. it's too much for a child- a human one, at least. and if fallen into a god's soul, it would make them power-crazed. his generation may very well be the last of the elements of creation- at least to the power that they hold. he's seen scrolls that wu has written, documenting his experience with them, and how they're unlike their parents- more powerful than them- at least from when they're young.

maybe their powers aren't meant to be passed on, any of theirs.

maybe it's for selfish reasons or selfless.

maybe they'll end up becoming oxidized statues- only living on in stories, their powers extravaganted.

or maybe they'll outlive everyone.

[get-acronixed-meme]

MEME HOUR: Elemental Alliance pt. 1

[ambriel-angstwitch]

Maya: Hey, Whint, have you thought about having children?

Whint: ...

Whint: Does looking over you and the others not seem like I already do? Because I promise you, it sure feels like it.

Maya: But we're not childr-

Whint, already distracted: RAY, PUT THE FIRE BALL DOWN!

[hyakujuuou]

Ninja accent n language headcanons

Cole has a very thick city accent. He does his best to put on a more country accent to hide that he comes from the city. He does this well enough to convince the other ninja.

Jay has a very heavy country accent. He does his best to put on a more city accent to hide that he comes from the country. He does this well enough to convince all the ninja except for Cole.

Jay uses what he thinks is a lot of urban slang. Every time he uses a word wrong, it makes Cole die a little inside that he can’t correct blasphemous bastardisations of his native dialect. He uses words wrong every other time he opens his mouth.

Before she became an elemental master, Nya worked as a mechanic in the city and would pick up slang here and there. She was always excited to get back to the ninja and share her slang term of the week. Cole is perpetually on the brink of going insane.

Cyrus Borg also has a very thick city accent, but he speaks very neutrally at press conferences in order to promote a very global image for Borg Industries. When he’s only with the ninja, he speaks in the way that is most natural for him. Kai and Jay bet money that there’s no way that he actually talks like this. Kai and Jay owe Cole, who knows authentic speech when he hears it, money.

Wu has given up keeping up with current development in language.

Garmadon has also given up keeping up with current development in language but will horribly misuse modern slang in order to make Lloyd and the ninja cringe.

Every so often Wu will say a dated word and the ninja will make fun of him for the rest of the day.

Wu, in the city: it is getting late. We should go back to the monastery soon, before the traffic. Nya, where did you park the automobile?

Nya: the automobile?

Kai: prithee, the automobile must-th be-th a ten minute trod by foot northerly-eth.

Jay: Master, didst thou know-th of the Stone Warriors for thou wast there at their creation-th?

Cole: perchance

Nya and Kai made up their own language between themselves when they were kids and continue to use it in various situations to the present. Want to make fun of their babysitters without getting sent to time-out? Sibling language. Need to communicate in code to prevent enemies from intercepting vital information? Sibling language. Annoyed with the other ninja and don’t want them butting in on a conversation anymore? Sibling language.

Lloyd doesn’t have a very recognisable accent due to his time in boarding school surrounded by classmates from all over Ninjago. He’s jealous of the other ninja’s speech. He’s especially jealous of Kai and Nya’s sibling language, and that they were close enough friends growing up to develop it in the first place.

Zane can understand and produce standard varieties of all known languages. He does, however, have to draw a blank at Kai and Nya’s Sibling Speak. They exploit this gap in his knowledge with enjoyment.

Zane’s voice is based on recordings of the previous elemental master of ice’s voice, so the actual phonology of his speech always sounds a little bit dated.

[mimenoises]

I've been thinking about the previous elemental master of ice a lot for some reason

[senseioftheseidiots]

Ngl I think people underutilize the elemental alliance when it comes to wu and garmadon, SO I will now show you wholesome headcanons that I have

- The "Main team" Consisted of Wu, Garmadon, Ray, Maya, Hogan (Lilly's dad, previous earth master), Lily (sometimes) Libber, and Shard (prev ice master), there are also other elementals that join them, but it is a sort of justice league situation where they are often spread out, and they are the main team.

- " Shard " is NOT the name of the ice master, NOBODY knows his name, but the entirety of the alliance has decided to work around that issue by making ice puns as a substitute, he does not mind this, A+ for the creativity some of them have.

- Hogan and Libber are the ones to bring the most fun in the groups, Hogan is a loving, alcohol fueled fun loving man who cares deeply for his friends (think holly from cookierun kingdom), and Libber often is the one bringing the "goods" with him. People that assist are sometimes Garmadon and Ray.

- Lilly had gotten her element late, though she was introduced to the team at a young age and has followed along their adventures, her father is her hero. Though she wished he didn't use Lou's house to host parties sometimes..

- Ray was an absolute SIMP for Maya, not to mention libber was their biggest shipper

- Order from most to least responsible are: Wu, Shard, Maya, Lilly, Garmadon, Ray, Libber, Hogan

- Wu and Shard were quite close, they enjoyed each other's peace, though Ray somehow always found himself stuck between their conversations

- The elemental alliance HAS passed a blunt around at some point, the only ones clean are Wu and Shard

- When the elemental alliance split due to peace and time, Wu would write letters to each member, though after garmadons banishment, those letters would stop. It doesn't stop them from trying to reach out, though, trying to give Wu adventures after the loss of his brother and student, after Morro had gone, Wu had closed his doors after knowing he would not return... So the elemental alliance decided to break in and drag him out on an adventure.

- Wu nearly dropkicked Lilly because this man doesn't know what a pregnancy was and believed it was a parasite... The irresponsible people became responsible that day, and Wu ended up with a days worth of lecture that NO pregnancy is NOT a parasite.

That's all for now, may add onto this sooner or later

[kindaasrikal]

Honestly, if theres one thing i like about the writing for Wu, its how its implied that Wu only took the ninja in when they needed him too.

Wu knew of Zane and had met Dr Julien before, also having been clued on what had become of the previous master of Ice from what Dr Julien was saying. He only took Zane on after Dr Julien had ‘died’ and he had lost his memories, finding himself in a villager and attempting to find himself.

Wu must’ve known of Cole through Lilly, and after hearing the death of an elemental master like her he must’ve come to the idea that Cole was the next master of earth. He only took Cole in when he had ran away and was climbing a mountain, needing a place to go and a person to be.

Wu had given the map to the golden weapons to Ray and Maya, but it seems he hadn’t actually known they were gone until he came across Kai and Nya taking care of the shop rather than those two. He noticed those two were doing fine as they are, and left after having met them. He only told and took in Kai when Nya was kidnapped.

I’m not entirely sure how Wu knew about Jay, but he knew where to find him. Jay didn’t really need Wu as bad as the other three, but he did want a purpose in life and some form of importance, and so Wu stepped up.

It’s just interesting to me how he only ever took them in and trained them when they needed it, or wanted it, instead of forcing them down a path and shoving that destiny down their throats. He must’ve learnt with Morro, and from his own experiences as a child and teen with Garmadon too. He instead trained them and gave them lesson on how to be stronger, wiser, and kinder, before telling them only a small part of their destiny to protect the golden weapons and the ninja they are. I think it makes their relationships with Wu so much more important because when they each needed someone to guide them here comes an annoying, weird, tea loving old man who could beat them up helping them out.

[chebyshevptera]

destinyswap is the reason i followed you please do post more of it <333 (please take this as encouragement rather than demands)

AUWGWJRHWJS REALLYYYY???🥺🥺

ok❤️ yay❤️ …

anon i hope u don’t mind me using ur ask to yap abt the basics of the ninja destinyswap . um gonna put their general info under cut :D + show their headshots!! (they r just little colored doodles, but u know<3)

sorry in advance, but this is super long…

first and foremost , nya , the silly, my girl, the only thing ever !! nya is the green ninja and the elemental master of energy . her destiny was discovered shortly after she was rescued from the skulkin . after the ninja collected all of the golden weapons and saved her, they all went in for a group hug, with their tools still in their hands, and the weapons reacted to her presence , solidifying the fact that she was the chosen one .

so nya, alongside her brother, began training with the other ninja under sensei garmadon . nya is still talented and still a perfectionist , and with the weight of the world on her shoulders, she is incredibly stressed and anxious most of the time . although she attempts to put on a calm front , it’s easy to see through her facade . she doesn’t like being bound to this prophecy, but she will still do her best to fulfill it and protect ninjago , whatever it takes

she cut her hair because of sensory issues. her mask didn’t agree with her. also, the element that comes easiest to her is lightning. it comforts her.

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kai, the blue ninja, is the elemental master of lightning , hotheaded and reactive as he can be . he harbors some envy towards his sister for her status as the green ninja, even though he knows that it isn’t her fault. kai is the first one to master spinjitzu , and to unlock his golden weapon’s vehicle . he’s a very fast learner and an incredibly powerful opponent .

even without his envy , kai still dislikes the fact that nya is the green ninja . he has tried very hard to protect her, only for destiny to decide that she must be at the front when the time to face evil arises . he trains exceptionally hard with his element to be at her side and protect her when that time comes .

he is, technically, the second oldest on the team .

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lloyd is the master of fire , taking after his mother , misako, the previous elemental master of fire . he has trained all his life under his father’s guidance . his elemental knowledge and history with training , combined with his oni and dragon heritage (which he was able to embrace) , make him the strongest on the team without question, despite being the youngest.

he is well educated and very clever , and sometimes speaks like an old person . lloyd still mischievous and silly , but has no reason to be resentful as a child . rather , he is stressed out at the thought of having to fight his uncle , who he cares so deeply about .

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morro is the elemental master of ice. he was taken in by garmadon and misako years before the ninja team was properly formed, and has since developed a sort of brotherly bond with lloyd. also , as the oldest member of the team , he feels quite responsible for the others .

he is the leader, the most rational , and calmest under pressure , but he has quite an attitude . he can be snarky and sarcastic , though rarely with malice . he is technically the second most capable on the team, having trained longer than the others , though not longer than lloyd .

he is much more skilled in melee combat , preferring it over long ranged attacks, so he utilizes this with his shurikens of ice. eventually, he will perfect the skill of creating gauntlets with his element.

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zane is the black ninja and the elemental master of earth, having been granted this element by the previous master of earth before his passing . like his element , he is strong , solid, and reliable , and he tries to keep everyone, even morro, grounded.

already knowing the truth of past before he joins the ninja , he frequently doubts his humanity and opts to keep his android heritage a secret from his teammates , for now .

he’s still a chef , and he’s still their resident walking encyclopedia … thankfully, because the others can be pretty dumb.

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prior to joining the ninja, jay is a celebrity , no longer simply known as the son of cliff gordon , but as his own successful individual. he acts, he sings, and he dances, all with charm and enthusiasm that made him rise to fame . he hides a lot of himself from the camera , covering up his freckles and the circles under his eyes, and wearing contacts to make his eyes less unique . jay hates fame. he wants to be an artist , free from the spotlight, with the ability to be himself.

upon joining, jay is the primary engineer for the ninja. he lacks elemental abilities , but he is almost scarily intelligent and creative, and the ninja heavily rely on his abilities, which is something that makes jay quite happy , even if his repressed and snippy personality refuse to let him admit it. as he continues to spend time with the ninja, he allows himself to open up more, and resulting in his behavior being much kinder.

his mother was the previous master of water.

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(and here’s the last silly for you guys. nothing to say about him for now ❤️)

[lightning-and-dragons]

Jay as Samurai X

This AU has been on my mind for longer than a day so I figured I would post about it lol.

Jay Walker never becomes a ninja. Jay's parents ended up taking him to an orphanage instead of the junkyard, and Sensei Wu, no matter how long he searches, cannot find him. So, he must continue and find the other ninja without him.

Sensei Wu recruits the others, and tells Nya immediately that she's the Master of Water. Cole, Kai, Nya, and Zane soon become the protectors of Ninjago.

Jay begins working at a mechanics shop, feeling an urge to build vehicles and tech, an urge that he couldn't explain. After a while, he begins to notice how light bulbs break around him, how he has a strange connection to the lightning in the sky, and how he, and sometimes others around him, get shocked with electricity without any cause. It doesn't take him long to find out that he's the son of the previous elemental Master of Lightning, through a bit of digging online, discovering that she had a son that she had given up at the exact same time Jay was admitted into the orphanage.

But he's scared of what it means. He's scared of the lightning. He's not a hero. He's not like the Ninjas that save Ninjago every week. He's just a guy that didn't have friends. Who could barely afford to live in the city. Who had no family. He couldn't use his powers to do the good that they did. He would only mess things up if he got involved, that he knew.

He couldn't use his powers at all. He knew how dangerous lightning could be, and Jay couldn't control it. He didn't know how. And he didn't want to hurt anyone.

He buys a vengestone bracelet not long after this discovery, knowing that the stone dulls elemental powers, wearing it every day and every night, needing to hide the part of him that scared him, needing protect others from the lightning he possessed. It made a dull pain throb in his body, but it was worth it.

But, after Ninjago City is nearly destroyed by the Great Devourer, a new girl comes and uses the mechanics shop that Jay works in. Nya was beautiful, and Jay connects with her immediately. She seems to understand him in a way no one else has before, and for the first time in his life, Jay doesn't feel alone. They became friends very quickly, and when Jay asked her out on a date, she doesn't say no.

It doesn't take her long to tell him that she's the Water Ninja. Jay can't help but be shocked. He thought that the Ninja were people who were powerful, who were perfect, spending all of their time protecting others, devoting every second to catching the bad guys. He thought that they didn't bother doing things regular people did, that they didn't make any mistakes.

But Nya was exactly like him. Sure, she did save the world every so often, she was strong, but she also loved building vehicles, she loved ice cream, and laughed at all his jokes. She sometimes crossed a few wrong wires, she had bad hair days, and she had a bit of a temper, but she was still a ninja. She was a hero, but she was a person, too. She wasn't an all powerful being Jay was scared of, he could even relate to her. She was human, she made mistakes, and something about that made Jay relieved.

She taught him that the Ninja weren't all powerful beings who were above regular people. They were just like him. She taught him that anyone, whether they had powers or not, could be heroes, too.

Jay was inspired by that. But he wasn't strong enough to take off the vengestone bracelet yet, not sure enough of his own abilities and control to let his powers be free.

He wouldn't let that stop him, though.

It didn't take him long to build his mech, the Samurai X suit, a suit of armor that let him save others, let him help Nya, without risking letting his lightning be free.

And he loved it. He loved saving others, he loved the tech he uses, and he loved proving that he didn't need his powers to be a hero. He didn't need to be anyone more than who he already was.

Nya knows it's him right away. The other Ninja fight to find out who the Samurai X was, desperate to know who was beating them to their fights, but she kept silent. A few months in, Jay reveals his identity, and Nya eagerly introduces him to the other Ninja, so thankful that the man she loved had become a hero, too, and found the strength to finally tell her.

Sensei Wu catches on to the bracelet Jay wears right away, and confronts him about it, knowing that this was the boy he had been looking for for years. And soon Jay is torn between hiding his powers from the people he could now call his friends, continuing to be Samurai X, a hero that he was proud of being, or he could take off the vengestone. He could learn how to use the lightning that he was born with, the lightning that he was terrified of, for good, using it like Nya used her water, with control and kindness.

Jay doesn't know if he's strong enough to. Jay doesn't know if he's ready to let the lightning be free. But he also doesn't know if he's ready to pass up a chance to understand what he could do if he finally let his fears fall away.

[spinchip]

Can we get more info on Five? If she can steal several elemental powers why can't Zane? (Or is it smth that has to be done intentionally in which case what happened with the previous Ice em?).And how does she feel about Zane being titanium?

i would love to talk about five!

If she can steal several elemental powers why can't Zane?

well, he could. He absolutely had the ability, he just didn't know he was able to, and had no idea how to do it. The only reason Five can absorb elemental abilities is because the housing of her power source is made from Chronosteel, and her actual literal power source contains traces of a synthetic version of the blue crystals found in the caves under chens island (Which is what allows her to take more than one element at a time)

Zane had the same powersource! They were made in the same facility by the same people with the same materials (granted, when Dr.J smuggled Zane out of the compound he had to leave behind a lot of his original parts. his powersource was one of the few things he made certain to take.) I like to think the whole reason Zane didn't instantly disintegrate when he touched the golden armor at the end of s3 is because of the chronosteel in his core. it didn't save him, but it bought him a few seconds of extra time.

is it something that has to be done intentionally?

yes, it has to be done intentionally! and it's not really an intuitive thing. All of the original Six had to be trained to steal elements- it's honestly kind of lucky that Five can actually do it. She never had real field practice. it involves prolonged skin contact and a whole lot of focus. Zane was never trained how, and even if he was he has no memories of his five siblings or the facility he was originally created in.

what happened with the previous Ice em?

PrevIceEM gave Zane ice. It was purely a gift. Zane absolutely did not steal it. When any of the original six androids steal an element, it does not actually belong to them. Just like when chens staff was destroyed and the elements returned to their original owners, when Zanes core was destroyed in s3 he would not have gotten it back when he rebuilt his body if it was stolen. Even if he stole it and the PrevIceEM died and the element had no master to return to, it would have simply chosen a new host instead of returning to someone that took it by force. (The elements aren't really sentient, but they do have some sort of abstract consciousness, and they really don't like being snatched from their host.)

how does she feel about Zane being titanium?

it doesn't really phase her all that much. She's titanium, too, under her synthetic skin. She probably knew Zane back before he ever had synthetic skin. He was actually the slowest of the six original androids development-wise (He aged like a human, while the others aged extremely rapidly. he was still essentially a baby while they were all going into adulthood.) so he wasn't being fitted with skin yet when she knew him.

thank you so much for the asks!! If you have any other questions i'd love to answer them! I really enjoy chatting about my ocs so dont hesitate to ask :]

[descendedgaia]

𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝕱𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 9

phainon x gn!reader wc: 3.21k tw: angst, death, martyrdom, apocalypse, hope v despair, trauma Story Elements taken from Punishing: Gray Raven, The Surviving Lucem Masterlist ☲IN which you are not a Chrysos Heir or a Titan, but a human being who struggles and shall bring the story of the Flame Chasers the grand and spectacular ending it deserves. Previous Chapter

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You don’t know how long it has been, but it has at least been a full day since you last left with the second group of refugees. And now, you have finally made it back to this hellscape, kneeling before the broken body of a boy who wished to fly and hold his ice cold hand in yours.

Your breath trembles and falters. You want to speak, to say something, but your words are lost before they can reach your trembling lips. It feels like something is lodged into your heart, and every breath pulls at the pain nerves. 

No matter how many times you check, the result is the same. The boy in front of you has grown cold and lifeless. A gentle breeze echoes through the ruins, whispering and echoing through the courtyard and empty halls like a frolicking child. Yet the gate to freedom is so close but yet so far for those who were trapped here.

“I…,” you gasp out. “...I…”

The sorrow and sadness that you’ve tried so desperately to bottle up within yourself is too much to bear. You can no longer hold it in as the barrier crumbles and lets out the deepest of your emotions.

You hate yourself. 

You hate yourself for breaking a promise that you made. You hate yourself for not being capable enough. You hate yourself for not doing more despite the situation. You hate yourself for not trying harder to save these people. 

You hate yourself because, through it all, you are always the only one remaining.

The skinny border collie circles around his dead master, licking the blood that has run dry and turned black, but the wounds will never heal again. Hector turns around and touches your hand with his wet nose, whining as he beseeches you to bandage his owner.

“...”

Your path to Olenius had been beset by creatures of the Black Tide. Monsters that howled soundlessly and dripped with corrupting stygian sludge. All who were able had fought back as much as they could with makeshift weapons. And by some grace and the effort of everyone together, there were no casualties albeit many critically injured from the altercations.

But if the path to Olenius had been dangerous, then the path back to Ladon had been hellish.

You had elected to go back with only Priam and one Droma, but even a fast journey between the two of you hadn’t been enough. Several detours had to be taken, and several more creatures staved off from dragging you into the Black Tide and consuming you.

And when you finally returned, it was all too late.

The two of you had split up to look for survivors. Tired and wounded, you had trudged back to Ladon only to find the three people who had stayed behind have passed away.

All the deaths you have witnessed doesn’t make you indifferent or cold-hearted. You will always regret your inability to save lives.

If only you had the ability to change all of this. If only you had taken them with you, then you would’ve been able to save them. Theo. Katherine. Astyanax…all of them.

But there is no “would have”. And “if only”s are simply a fantasy borne of desperation and regret.

Woof! 

Just when you’re about to fall down deeper into a vortex of regrets, a loud barking sound interrupts your thoughts. 

“Hector…,” you reach out and place your hand on the border collie’s head. Upon hearing his name and feeling your touch, the dog sits obediently. Your lip curls and you choke, chest aching painfully and swelling until it presses white-hot against your eyes. “You’re the only one left…”

Should you take him with you? The people are biased. Supplies are scarce and a dog will only exacerbate the people’s agitation. Perhaps you should let him go free for his own good.

But Hector might not live safely out there. Those wandering the world might attack Hector, humans included.

You don’t know what to do, but you notice something white in the boy’s breast pocket. You reach out with trembling hands, tugging out a folded note stained in blood. You unfold it and are greeted with the sight of a pair of wings. The lines are thick, constantly traced over, as if they were going to tear through the paper. 

Your fingers move along the pencil lines before you flip over the paper, finding the scribbled message left behind by the boy.

『i’m worried about hector. if by the time you return, hector is still here, please take him with you. 

i don’t regrt leaving the droma. i wanted to help him 

if you see me like this, please don’t be sad 

the fact that you kept your promise and returned makes me hapy 

thank you. i’m afraid i must go now』 

Before, the writer of this note had bled, dripping crimson pearls that soaked the paper. And now, in the hands of its reader, translucent pearls of tears drip and smudge over the words. The one left behind, after trying so desperately to save everyone, begins to cry.

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“It’s only Hector…” Priam stares forlornly at the four makeshift graves situated by the barn.

You gave proper burials to Ianthe, Theo, Katherine, and Astyanax. 

You nod silently, unable to use your voice. But thankfully, Priam at least sympathizes with the depth of your grief. He herds you back on the Droma and doesn’t bother you as you keep your silence for the journey back to Olenius. 

The difference is stark. Riding on the back of a Droma had once been a hectic affair with all of the refugees crammed together: shouts, sobs, cries, whispers, and prayers. But now it is only silence.

The voices of self-doubts crowd your mind, and it isn’t until you reunite with the refugees do you finally gather yourself together and pick yourself up.

“You’re back!”

Patroclus hobbles to the front of the crowd. Helena walks briskly to you beside him, but when she sees the expressions on both of your faces, she already knows the fate of those who had stayed behind.

“Where’s Astyanax?” Patroclus asks you. “Hector’s here.”

“...Patroclus,” you speak softly. You can’t muster the strength to raise your voice, but thankfully, only speaking his name is enough to quell his questions. You pull out the bloodstained note and hand it to him.

He stares down at it in disbelief before his shaking hands gingerly takes the folded piece of paper. He unfolds it, seeing the drawn pair of wings before scanning the barely intelligible words that Astyanax had left behind.

“Is he…?” Patroclus looks up at you in desperation.

Your unseeing gaze silences him and you shake your head. And in the face of your confirmation, Patroclus shatters.

His breathing pace becomes faster, reaching a fever pitch, as his posture hitches with each inhale and exhale. And then he chokes, quiet sobs spilling out as tears stream from his eyes and drip upon the desolate earth.

“I-I…I didn’t…,” he sobs. “I didn’t mean for this to happen! I…I didn’t want him to die!”

He wails. “I didn’t mean to make anyone die!”

You purse your lips together before you step forward and gather him in your arms, holding Patroclus close to you as he cries and cries. 

“...Hey.”

You look up at Helena who is looking down upon you. She stops when she sees the blank gaze in your expression before she sighs in sympathy. “Let’s get you some rest, alright? We’ll leave tomorrow as soon as we can.”

“Okay…,” you nod woodenly. “...Okay…”

You let yourself be guided inside, barely cognizant of the sympathetic gazes cast upon your form. In the end, shock and depression give way to exhaustion, and when you lay down you fall into slumber.

“Hmmm~” 

“Is something wrong?” 

The three of you are sitting upon that hill once more. But instead of laying down and casting your gaze into the heavens, you and the boy bracket Cyrene in as she looks at the card that the boy had picked. 

“Mmm~?” 

The boy groans, nudging Cyrene’s shoulder with his own impatiently. “Don’t keep me in suspense! Come on, tell me already. What did you see?” 

Cyrene giggles, eyes creasing in mirth as she holds the card to her lips to stifle some of her laughter. “Haha, I just wanted to get a reaction out of you.” 

“Cyreneeeee!” the boy whines. He looks at you hoping that you would at least reprimand Cyrene for his mischief, but you simply roll your eyes and nudge Cyrene’s shoulder. 

“Don’t leave the poor brute in suspense.” 

“Hey!” 

“Alright, alright, I’ll tell you,” Cyrene interjects before the two of you could devolve into another petty squabble. “This card is the Deliverer.” 

“Deliverer?” the boy repeats, tilting his head in confusion. “What does that mean?” 

You recognize the term from one of those conversations you had with Cyrene long ago. Even though there’s a whimsical smile on her lips as she regards the little boy, you’ve known her long enough to spot the glimmer of sadness in her eyes.  

“Cyrene…” 

Cyrene blinks at you before she beams. “It’s okay. I’m alright.” 

The boy watches the exchange between you two, and before he can demand Cyrene’s attention again, Cyrene turns to him. “The interpretation is really long. Maybe I should skip it…” 

She taps her bottom lip in thought before she gives the boy a smile. “All you need to know is, this card means…you’ll be a hero worshipped by all! You will protect this world and save lots and lots of people from scary enemies with your sword! Do you like the sound of that?” 

From how much he has played warrior with that wooden sword of his, you would’ve thought that he would’ve been ecstatic at such a prospect. However, you’re surprised at how his face scrunches up in uncertainty. “But…” 

Cyrene is similarly caught off guard. “What’s the matter? This is a good card!” 

“But…I don’t want to be everyone’s hero,” he shakes his head. “I just want to stay in this village with everyone I know. Grandma and Grandpa said the outside world is full of bad people. That’s why they’re always at war. Who wants to save bad people like them? I can be a hero, but only our village’s little hero!” 

Cyrene blinks before her expression softens with a small giggle. 

“That’s…surprisingly mature of you,” you remark. 

“Hey!” the boy reels back indignantly. “I can be mature!” 

“Well, little hero,” Cyrene steps back into the conversation. “If the day comes for us to say goodbye to Aedes Elysiae, could you become a Deliverer then?” 

The boy falters. “Do I…have to leave the village?” 

Cyrene dims for a moment just too fast for the little boy to catch. But you see it and squeeze her hand in comfort. “If something like that happens, someone will have to save the world.” 

“Then…,” the boy tries to come up with another answer. “Then I’ll…” 

Cyrene hums as she watches the uncertainty woven into the boy’s form. “I’m just teasing you. Don’t worry, Aedes Elysiae is a peaceful place. Bad people won’t reach us here.” 

Cyrene shuffles the ‘Deliverer’ card back into the deck and smiles at you. “Do you want to pick a card too?” 

You look down at the deck. “Are you sure?” 

Cyrene pauses but she smiles. “I’m sure.” 

“Alright…,” you sigh. You take a moment, fingertips ghosting over the cards before you pluck one that catches your eye and turn it over. “...The Hearth.” 

“The Hearth?” the boy repeats in confusion. Cyrene leans against your shoulder and peers at the card that you’ve picked out.  

“It means home and family,” Cyrene tells you. “...You will be the Flame Bearer that will warm the hearts of the people and provide them a sanctuary that will stand strong against the chill night.” 

“Is that right?” you hum as you let your eyes trace over the card’s glimmering designs. You let your hand fall on your lap and look over to Cyrene. And she…sniffling? There’s a smile on her face, one of sheer relief, as she hugs your arm and buries her face into your shoulder.  

“Cyrene?” the boy asks quietly and uncertain. 

You shake your head at him, before you shift your posture into something more comfortable for Cyrene. And the three of you stay like that on that lone hill in Aedes Elysiae. 

But no matter how much you wish it otherwise, a dream cannot replace reality. There is nothing that you can do that will change the course of this story, this tragedy.

Whether it is Astyanax and Hector, or the other memories buried deeper in your heart…the lives you couldn’t save are like sand in an hourglass, falling down with each second that passes. Even when you catch a single grain, it will eventually meet the same fate despite all your efforts.

Just like how Astyanax didn’t want Io to have a child, no mortal can change this world. Even survival is just extending the pain.

“Sorry…,” you whisper quietly in the silence as grief and regret threatens to strangle you. “I’m so sorry…”

Astyanax, Theo, Katherine, Ianthe, Hippocrates… everyone. But no matter how much you fervently apologize or labor over your guilt, your words will never reach them again.

You hear the whining of a dog and lift your head to see Hector bounding to you. You let the border collie snuggle into your arms. And then you see Helena. She doesn’t say anything, but simply eases herself down to sit beside you.

“...Are you alright?” she asks quietly.

You bite your bottom lip and look down at Hector. The words “I’m fine” and “I’m managing” are instinctual and almost spill from your lips, but they die quietly before they could be uttered. Instead, you only shake your head. 

“I see…,” Helena sighs forlornly.

“...Helena,” you start. “...Is anything I’m doing meaningful?”

Helena turns to you in confusion. But your eyes are not on her, but the dog who remains after his master’s passing. “Everytime…everytime I try to save someone. Everytime I keep on wishing that someone will live. Nothing I do ever changes what will happen in the end. What’s the use of it all?”

Helena purses her lips before she reaches out and places her hand on your head in comfort. “You’re young, and much more sensitive to the passing of life…”

“I know that, but I—”

“It is meaningful.”

“...”

Helena holds your gaze and imbues her words with conviction. “It is meaningful. Even the smallest change and help can make a difference, although they may not seem so for the time being.”

You don’t know what to say to that, but Helena still continues to fill the silence.

“It’s only meaningless if you give up.”

Helena sighs as she leans back, resting her head against the wall and staring up at the ceiling. “I was in this position just like you. I felt that no matter how many times I went out to save people, to give them some respite, to heal their wounds, so many of them ultimately lost their lives at the end of the day.”

She laughs bitterly. “I still feel that same way now too.”

You continue to listen to her, sensing a ‘but’ in her tale.

“Then there was you,” Helena turns to you. “I remember when me and the others first found you drifting down the Black Tide.”

“Mm,” you nod. “It was Cyrene who protected me. Or at least…I’m pretty sure it was.”

It was always Cyrene who protected you in the end. Everything always traced back to her. How would this be any different?

“Well, whoever it was,” Helena says. “You were saved, and many people including myself helped you. And here you are, a culmination of all those efforts. You may not see it yourself, but I can see how you bring comfort and help the people who need it.”

“Just like everyone who came before you, I can see how you carry their hopes, convictions, ideals, memories with you now.”

Helena strokes your hair to offer some modicum of comfort. “So yes, everything you do is meaningful, because you are also the living proof that people in the past have done something meaningful.”

You quiet, leaning into Helena’s touch as your eyes flutter shut. Even though Helena has offered this ‘comfort’ and has alleviated some of the pain in your heart, it will not change the reality. But just for a moment, you allow this guilt to melt away. 

But before you can completely shake off the negative thoughts, you hear a commotion from outside. 

You and Helena exit the building you had taken as a resting place to spot a group of refugees desperately trying to catch their breath.

“It’s Leo and the others!” the refugee gasps as he holds onto a bloodstained cloth. “They…Pheidippides died before he could finish his sentence. I don’t even know where they are?”

You and Helena finally join the group as Hector weaves in between your legs. “What happened?”

“It…It’s Io,” Lamia explains to you. She is part of the group surrounding the refugee struggling to catch his breath.

“Io?” you blink incredulously. “She shouldn’t be moving around this much! She’s pregnant.”

“It’s exactly why she went out,” Lamia shakes her head. “She said that she’s been pregnant for long enough that she needed to find supplies to get prepared for the delivery. I…I tried to stop her, but she said the others didn’t know what supplies she needed, so she had to be there herself.”

“Idiot!” Helena hisses. “Does she not already know there’s too many creatures from the Black Tide around here and that the people of Olenius are already hostile toward us?”

“Can we even find her fast enough if we split up?” you turn to Helena. Yet before Helena could answer, someone brings forth new information.

“You don’t need to waste your strength,” another refugee cuts into the conversation. “Pheidippides said something happened to Leo and died in front of him. The only person who’s MIA instead of KIA is that woman.”

“...No…”

“We search for her now,” Helena snaps you out of whatever trance, the same time Hector barks and nips at your leg. 

“Yeah, take the dog with you too,” the refugee sneers down at Hector. “He would’ve wasted our food first, if we didn’t turn him into food first anyway.”

There is shocked silence at the refugee’s audacity and tactlessness toward the circumstances as to why Hector wasn’t being taken care of by his master. But Lamia steps in, hand raised and slaps the refugee across the face.

“You—!”

“Enough,” Lamia enunciates firmly. “You may not recognize the value of life, but others do. Still your tongue and your unsightly words unless you want me to sew your lips shut.”

The refugee’s mouth clicks shut at the threat. But you have no time to mind the argument between these people.

“Lamia,” you ask her. “Where’s Io’s things? I want to let Hector sniff if and remember her smell. He’ll help us find Io.”

Lamia peels her gaze away from the refugee and nods at you. “Follow me.”

[Previous Chapter] / [Next Chapter]

[angel-of-the-moons]

Hear me out this. Hanzo falls in love with a woman who's in the Lin Kuei.

(You can make it as horny as your brain wants)

(Please?)

Oooooooh our resident spicy boy!

Fire & Ice

Hanzo Hasashi x Fem!Lin Kuei!Reader)

TW/CW: NSFW, Smut, Sexual tension, pining, opposites attract, slight spanking (briefly) unprotected sex, bath sex, PiV sex, temperature play(?) wee bit of Kanon fudging

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Hanzo is just MMMMF also Raiden is Light Aligned here for a wee bit of context

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It all started during one of the first peace talks after the budding brotherhood of your Grandmaster, Kuai Liang (AKA Sub-Zero) and the Grandmaster of the Shirai Ryu.

Once the cease-fire between the clans was initiated, it was met with mixed results. The original Shirai Ryu were annihilated (including Hanzo's wife and child) by the forces of the previous Grandmaster, Bi-Han (whom everyone later discovered was actually the evil sorcerer Quan-Chi in disguise).

However it came to light that the initial fires of hatred that were lit were orchestrated by the Grandmaster before Bi-Han himself; before Bi-Han became the void-creature known as Noob Saibot, before Cyrax and Sektor were "cyberized".

All of course, with Quan-Chi's aid...

But when Kuai Liang and Hanzo Hasashi buried old prejudices and hatreds and pursued an avenue of peace and allyship, they proposed training scenarios between the ninjas.

You were one of Sub-Zero's top members. Your flexibility and cryomancy a deadly and graceful combination.

Naturally, at some point you found yourself pitted against your complete elemental opposite, Scorpion.

Not only was he your elemental opposite, he was vastly more skilled than you. Having spent years as a revenant under the control of Quan-Chi, training others in the way of the Shirai Ryu, working with Lord Raiden... Yeah. You were a child compared to his prowess.

But you however, did get some ideas for your own weaponry from him. Instead of a normal kunai attached to a chain, you settled for a chain with blunt ends, allowing your cryomancy to shape various weapons at the ends. After all, they'd been useful for making things like spears, scythes and various others in the past...

And to say the man was floored when you used his own techniques against him--and mastering them with your own twists while you were at it--was an understatement.

It became rather normal for Hanzo to seek you out for sparring sessions, seeking to experiment with your respective powers you both created various attacks and techniques to better battle one another.

However it was during one of your sessions, where you were to be chased and he the hunter, that the two of you finally figured out that what was between the two of you was more than camaraderie, more than diplomatic friendship.

Hanzo himself realized a lot sooner than you did. The warmth in his heart (and not from his flame) and the increased rate of beats when you were around, how his thoughts would drift back to you when it was quiet, when he would pace the Fire Gardens...

It was a feeling he hasn't felt since Harumi.

He was hesitant to bring it to your attention, for fear of a repeat performance of some cruel twist of fate robbing him of the one he loved once again.

He couldn't dare hope one as vibrant and beautiful as you could feel the same.

Until that night, when he had you pinned to the tree, breathing hard from the chase.

He barely had a moment to realize how close he was to you before masks were torn from faces by your hand and lips met lips in a kiss balanced in his hot and your cold; a kiss so passionate steam wafted as your mouths parted.

It was under the snow-heavy branches of that tree where your hands first explored each other. Not in heated sexual passion, but with the desire to map out every detail you could, so when the two of you parted ways again you would always be able to mentally trace those lines, commit them to memory like a well-read book.

Kuai Liang had suspicions of a budding relationship between the two of you. If anything, you had to wager that he probably knew your true feelings for one another even before the two of you figured it out for yourselves; but he wouldn't bring it forth. He knew you two needed to figure it out at your own pace.

After all, his friend was still nursing a broken heart from the loss of his wife and child. But he knew this was still good for him, for the two of you, for both clans.

Hanzo Hasashi had finally fallen in love again.

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Your first real "intimate" moment with Hanzo was when you showed him to the hot springs in the mountains. Heat, ice and snow all together in a blissful harmonious oasis.

Not unlike your love for one another, a peaceful respite in tumultuous times.

"This is... Beautiful." Hanzo said, his breath coming out of him in a cloud that swirled with the snowflakes. "But won't it still be too cold to bathe?"

You chuckled and pulled off your mask. Shaking your hair free of icy flakes. "Well, Hanzo, that's why the goal is to stay in the water. Where it's warm."

He blew out a chuckle and shook his head. "Obviously." He turned and looked around, the red leaves of the maple trees surrounding you casting a beautiful scattering of color among the white and gray.

"But it--"

His voice died in his throat as he watched you strip your uniform from your body.

You held no shame, clearly, as you stripped bare in front of him, your wonderous body on full display for his longing, hungry eyes.

You took pride in your athletic frame, muscles and soft curves in all the right places, your body a gorgeous shell for the violence you were capable of committing.

His dark eyes met yours, a twinkle dancing in their depths as your smile reached your ears. You beckon him towards you, your fingers curling in a silent request for him to come closer.

It is a silent request his body obeys before he realizes he's even moving, his blood rushing in his ears.

When your fingers wrapped around his tabards you begin undoing each bit of his ornamentation slowly, peeling it off of him like a juicy piece of fruit you couldn't wait to take a bite out of.

Maybe you would... later.

Once he was naked, you gave him enough dignity to spare looking between his legs, knowing he wouldn't be ready for you to look at him there just yet, you felt like he would set the very air ablaze; each snowflake that landed on his body melted with a soft hiss as it came into contact with his skin.

At first you were concerned that maybe he was too hot, that the spring might make him sick with the extra heat added to his body; but as you sank into the water, he didn't seem bothered in the slightest. In fact, his eyes continued to take your form as he thought you weren't looking.

Every scar told a story, and he wanted to hear them all, wanted to hear a symphony of your voices together as you breathed your love into one another s lungs as you shared scorching kisses.

You could have sat next to him. You could have.

But you didn't. As shameless as you were, you sank down in front of him between his parted knees, slowly, a soft noise escaping you as the water crept up your cold body and you pressed your back against his chest.

You pretended not to hear the sharp inhale of breath as his raging erection pressed firmly against your back, the heat from it almost hotter than the water you were reclining in.

You hummed softly as he slipped his arms around you, pressing a hot, damp kiss to your icy shoulder.

You'd swear he could probably leave burns with those lips of his.

"Hmm... How did your meeting with Lord Raiden go, Hanzo?" You ask him, sliding your hands up his thighs and to his knees, feeling the knotted muscles tighten and flex beneath your touch.

"Ah..." He said, his voice tight in an effort to control himself.

"It... Went well. Young Takeda was there, it was good to see him again."

"How is Takeda doing?"

"He's spending more time with his father, and I believe he and Jacqui Briggs are officially a couple." Hanzo chuckled.

"That's good, they're a nice match." You sigh, relaxing into him more, maybe, just slightly intentionally grinding your ass against his cock.

His arms tighten around you and he leans in, his lips at the shell of your ear.

"You're playing a dangerous game, my lotus." He growls.

"You know me... I live for danger." You purr, grinding against him once more.

He groaned in your ear and rolled his hips to meet yours.

"I have to ask..." Hanzo said, one of his rough and calloused hands rising to give your ribs a feathery touch.

"I'm experienced, don't worry." You assure him playfully.

"Good..."

Was that... disappointment you heard in his voice?

"Awww..." You reach back and comb through his ebony locks. "Hanzo... Are you sad you're not my first?"

"No..." He lied. "I'm merely content to know this will be fully enjoyable for you, then."

You gladly take a mental note and stow that information away for a later scenario you wanted to play out with him...

"Hanzo?"

"Hmm?"

You turn your head slightly and capture his mouth in an awkwardly-angled kiss, teeth and tongues grazing, nipping, and twining together in a passionate affair.

You lift your hips enough in the water so the head of his cock is squished between your thighs. You roll yourself against him, letting his cock stroke between your legs as you flex your muscles, gripping him as tight as possible.

"Agh... You truly live for danger, hm?" Hanzo groaned hotly in your ear. His hands kneaded your breasts, his fingers heating up as he pulled and twisted your nipples in time with the lazy rolling of your hips.

"Hanzo..." You keened softly.

"You need to stop." Hanzo said, gripping your hips, effectively stilling you.

You pout in protest, and look at him over your shoulder, waiting for an explanation.

Hanzo's tongue darts out to lick at a bead of water that rolls down your shoulder, and nips at the skin, there.

"When I finish, I want it to be inside you." He growled against your skin.

His voice and the way he was touching you sent a jolt of excitement racing up your spine.

"Yes." You breathe, your heart beginning to flutter in your chest like a flighty bird.

"Do you want me, my lotus?" Hanzo asked you. "Do you want me inside you?"

"By the Elder Gods, yes." You reply, your voice shaky but certain.

Hanzo quickly helped you up, turning you around so your breasts were squished against the rocks below you, your hands balling in the snow, ice creeping out from beneath your fingertips.

You eagerly spread your legs for him, water rolling off your body as his searing grip kneaded and squished the flesh of your ass, spreading your cheeks as his chest heaved while his eyes drank in your swollen and waiting sex and prone form.

"Hanzo, please?" You pant, pushing back into his grip.

His cock twitched at the sight of you, at the feel of your icy skin in his hands. Any normal person would be a shivering mess, being practically face down in the snow. But not you. You were Lin Kuei, a cryomancer.

His little ice lotus.

He gripped the base of his cock and took his time lining up, a small smile crinkling the corners of his eyes as you squirm impatiently.

He wasn't sure why, but something told him to raise his hand and slap your ass in a reprimand.

The squeak you made at first gave him the impression that he'd seriously hurt you, but when he noticed how demure you became, he chuckled softly.

"Behave, lotus. You must learn patience. It is a ninja's greatest asset." He said, his chest tightening as the tip of his cock slipped through your wet folds, the walls of your pussy gripping him in a greedy vice.

"Please, Hanzo..." You cried softly, trying to sink yourself deeper against him to sheathe his cock fully in the waiting velvet of your body.

Hanzo's hands prevented that, and it frustrated you, but your complaint died before it could form as he slowly eased himself inside, inch by torturous inch, until the tip of his cock just barely kissed your cervix.

He certainly had girth and length that was definitely going to make you see stars, tonight... His size complemented the roped muscles all throughout his body.

You make a deep, throaty moan as his weight settles into you, your muscles squeezing him down, trying to pull him deeper.

You feel the short coarse hairs that reached his navel brush the skin of your ass as he brought his hips firmly against yours.

He leaned in, kissing up your back and over your shoulder until his mouth was at your ear.

"How do you want me, love?"

"Fuck me hard. Please?"

He kissed your shoulder, biting down and sucking the skin, marking you as he pulled out and slammed his hips back in.

Your cries shook birds from the trees, the sensation of his balls slapping against your clit sending shivers up your spine, the pressure of his cock pounding you and pressing against that one divine spot within you, each drag of the vein running up his length driving you further and further into madness.

No other man you'd ever been with had been so precise or skilled in the art of sex.

Your previous partners were paltry compared to the sharp, angled thrust of Hanzo's hips, his cock cramming into you at such a harsh and heavy rate that you swore you were going to cum at any second, gushing around him, leaving a nice creamy ring at the base of his dick as he fucks into you like a man possessed.

He grips your shoulders and pulls you up against him, so your back is pressed against his chest.

His hands rise to your breasts, his fingertips almost glowing as he pinches your nipples, the soft mounds bouncing and jiggling in his hands with each upward thrust of his hips into yours.

"Hanzo!" You cried out, tossing your head back with a wail of ecstasy, your vision going cross as he brings one of his searing hands to your clit, rolling vigorously, the heat feeling like it set every nerve in your body alight with fire.

"Come for me." He softly commands.

And just like that, your body obeys him, clamping down, squeezing him, trying to mold yourself around him; commit his shape and size to memory so he and only he could ever fuck and satisfy you ever again.

He hisses out a breath, steam rising in waves off his body as he fucks up into you again, riding out your orgasm as he rapidly approaches his own.

Hanzo eases you back down, his hand sliding up your sweaty, chilly spine as he tips his head back, his lips parting in a moan as he cums, jerky thrusts and loud whimpers from you as his boiling hot load paints your insides a nice, pearly white, threatening to burn a hole right through you.

He lazily fucks you, some of his spend leaking out around him and dripping down your thighs as he rides out the blinding high that took over every range of his senses.

Once the two of you regain your breathing, he keeps you firmly seated on his cock as you both sink back into the water, relaxing as the heat soaks through your chilled core while Hanzo gently pours palm fulls of water on your skin, massaging your shoulders.

"Mmmh..." You sigh, relaxing against him as he kisses the top of your damp head.

"You seem content." He chuckled.

"Hanzo, I'm pretty sure you're going to have to carry me back home." You laugh. "Had I known what kind of weapon you were packing, I would have been just slightly more hesitant..."

"Only slightly, hm?"

"Just a bit." You murmur, kissing the knuckles of one of his hands.

Hanzo grins and plants a kiss over the bruise he'd left on your skin.

"You will get used to it, my lotus."

[hyperfixate-on-ninjas]

Subject: Cole Brookstone The Preeminent Incarnate.

Mental State: ???

Power Level: ???

Danger Level: High

Abilities:

Earth Manipulation:

As the Master of Earth, The Preeminent Incarnate has the ability to manipulate the Earth.

Magma Hands:

[Cole referred to them as Lefty and Righty][He doesn’t use those names anymore] Has the ability to turn his hands into something like magma, spreading from his hands to his arms. According to past data he usually wore sleeveless Gis as much as possible to prevent them from accidentally burning through the fabric.

Earthquakes:

Has the ability to summon Earthquakes with just his hands, habitually he also uses his Magma hands prior to summoning said Earthquakes.

Earth Sense:

Has the ability to scout out locations, people and items so long as they are within the earth, the earth creates a magma-like path for him to follow to guide him to the destination he wants to go to. [Bonus, he can sense residue from previous Elemental Masters of Earth and harness their powers from said residue. An Example is Lilly Brookstone’s Mech left behind in the City of Temples]

Golem:

Can surround himself in Earth causing him to seem like a Golem.

Earth Sentience:

Additionally he can create golems themselves and control them to become sentient. They only act as scouts guards or drones. [Surprising how they’re not a threat unless provoked.]

Partial Metal Bending:

[If Nya can partially control Ice, then Cole can partially control Metal.] [You wrote over the entire portion of this log][You don’t need to overcomplicate it though]

Soil Regeneration:

Has the ability to heal soil, was very useful when he was on our side.

Earth shield:

Can summon Earth or Magma to cover him like a shield.

Magma Manipulation:

Can manipulate Magma. [Obviously]

Ghost powers:

Due to his newly acquired status as the Preeminent Incarnate, he has all the abilities that a ghost acquires. Walking through walls, apparently becoming a key? [He never specified on that one???] [Oh yeah he had to turn into a key to help the Ninja one time] and having the ability to become invisible. This also includes his fear of water.

Preeminent Transformation:

Not sure how this works but his stomach acts as a secondary mouth causing him to burst out tentacles from there. [He looked like he was ripping his guts open.] Additionally he also rips his back open he uses those tentacles like a secondary leg.

Cursed Souls:

Just like the Preeminent he has the ability to curse souls. Letting them become ghosts. Living people who die and are cursed end up in his portion of the realm.

Ghost Sense:

Can sense the thoughts or presence of any ghost. Since he is now the new host.

Motivation: ???

Seems to only want what the Preeminent wants.

Location: Mysterium

Status: The Preeminent Incarnate sits idly by waiting to strike. He doesn’t strike the other major-known Ninjas due to certain inconveniences.

Caution: Must avoid engaging directly. Has been known to kill people on sight if he doesn’t see them worthy of cursing.

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