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Sneaking into ur room

Pairing(s); Kai/Cole/Jay/Lloyd/Nya/Zane/Morro/Pixal x YOU

[METANOIA READER USED]

Genre; General Fluff

Summary; Its late, but you both want to see each other. In which; you sneak them into your room

Notes; Can be read as Canon Universe, or in Movie Verse (save for Morro). These are all Romantic head cannons.

↳ He suggests the idea, you accepted it.

↳ It's not necessarily late per say, but it is that time of night where asking if your boyfriend could come over would sound suspicious

↳ While he had seen you earlier that day, it was a touch and go, not much conversation was held as you both went on your owns ways with your own urgencies

↳ And he hadn't seen you in so long, he misses you ! (It's been 19 hours, he's yearning)

↳ Him and his loud and flashy cars smh

↳ You initially told him to not drive one like that, but he stated that everything would be okay, that he had it all figured out.

↳ He parked in a parking lot nearby (Grocery store, some random fast food area, which ever was closest) and walked the rest of the distance to your house

↳ He is quick to let you know that he is almost there and sends you in a state of panic simply because your brothers were quiet downstairs

↳ Kai stalks through the gaps of your backyard fence before hoping it when he finds the time right, when your brothers are distracted enough by the movie in front of them.

↳ The next course of action depends on where your bedroom is

↳ If it's on the ground floor, Kai just casually walks up to the window and opens it up before peaking his head in, smiling and greeting you as casually as he can

↳ However, if it's on the second floor, there's no need to worry

↳ He's a Ninja for a reason, you think a little climb scares him?

↳ When he makes up to your window, or to your window, he throws his feet in first before shuffling around to land on your floor

↳ You both cringe at the loud noise he made when he landed, both of you scarily still as you tried to listen for any kind of disturbance from your living room

↳ When none is heard, you usher Kai into your room before quietly shutting your window, asking if he was alright

↳ To which, he just takes his jacket off and leaves himself in his pajamas, stating that he felt fine now that he was with you again

↳ He is the type of idiot to make a lot of noise inside of your room, even making a noise loud enough that had one of your brothers calling your name and questioning if you were alright

↳ Just smack him upside the head and tell him that he's stupid, it gets the point across

↳ He does end up spending the night, and he doesn't really care if he is caught or not, it all depends on if you do

↳ If you don't, then he'll be a little bit more laid back, talking in his normal tone of voice and laughing at a volume that's a little louder than normal

↳ However, if you do care, he will try and lessen your fears by talking in a quiet tone and hiding under your covers whenever you go out to use the bathroom

↳ At the end of the night, he simply just wanted to come over to see you again and hold you

↳ He'll lay himself down on top of you shamelessly when you both wind down for the night, bringing you a warmth that only he can provide

↳ In the morning, Kai wakes up decently early for once and asks if you want him to sneak back out before anyone can figure out he's there

↳ To which you just shake your head and retackle him to the bed, listening to him laugh as he settled back down, holding you close while kissing the crown of your head

↳ You both sneak into each other's houses often, and Nya helps you whenever you sneak into their's

↳ He has no reason to sneak in, your brothers know him well, and you know Lou well enough

↳ However there are nights where you brothers just don't want another man in the house, leaving you to sulk in your room

↳ You suggest the idea, and he agrees to it

↳ Initially, he just asked if he should walk through the front door like he typically does, but you shut it down

↳ It's not often that your brothers are in a pissy mood to where they don't want to see Cole, but they have their moments

↳ Cole lives close enough to just walk to your house, and he dresses suspiciously enough, but your neighbors see him enough to know not to question him

↳ He is very casual about walking into your backyard, unlocking the fence and closing it like he had done multiple times before

↳ If your bedroom is on the ground floor, he opens your window with one hand and peaks his head inwards, smiling when he saw you already sitting there, waiting

↳ If your bedroom is on the second floor, Cole is sneaking through your backdoor and casually walking past the living room, your brothers none the wiser as they think it's you, the boy climbing the stairs and opening your door without hesitation

↳ After dragging your boyfriend into your bedroom, you double check that your brothers are thoroughly occupied for the night before settling down with him

↳ He came in his pajamas and brought only his phone, knowing that you had a spare charger lying around for him to use

↳ He is at your house so much, he practically has his own pile of stuff just shoved into a far corner of your room, so he never needs to worry about bringing anything when he sneaks over

↳ Despite the fact he snuck over, he still told his father where he was going, and paid no mind to if Lou approved or not

↳ Lou loves your guys' relationship to death, but sometimes he doesn't like the idea of you both sneaking into one another's house, it scares him

↳ That being said, you never have to sneak into Cole's house, because Lou is there to open the door for you

↳ He even saved you some dinner !

↳ It's just you sneaking past your brothers and vice versa that gets you guys

↳ Cole is not the loudest speaker, his voice is soft enough to where he doesn't need to whisper

↳ He just can't walk around too much, his steps are pretty loud compared to your own, so he opts to just lay on your bed with you

↳ At the end of the night, when you're both sprawled out on the bed yet somehow in each others arms, neither of you bother to try and get Cole out of your room

↳ While yes, your brothers will chastise you about sneaking a boy in, they initially can't say anything more, since they know Cole wouldn't do anything he shouldn't be

↳ Same can't be said when you go over to Cole's though

↳ You suggest the idea, and he shoots it down instantly

↳ Are you actually insane? You've got to be insane

↳ You're sending him messages begging him, voice memos of you crying his name (fake crying, but enough to get at him) until he eventually caves

↳ Its not that he doesn't want to see you, and it's not that Ed and Edna don't think he should be out

↳ He's just really fucking scared of your brothers

↳ None of them hate him, but they don't really understand why you picked him out of everyone else in the world

↳ So he is internally panicking as he jumps your fence as stands impossibly still in the backyard

↳ You try to encourage him, telling him that he's an infamous Ninja and that this should be a piece of cake, but it takes a lot to convince him to get his feet moving

↳ When he does make it through your yard, he is so easy to spot it is utterly ridiculous

↳ Yes, he came in his pajamas to spend the night, but his pants were a vibrant blue that you could spot from across the yard

↳ If your room is on the ground floor, you have to bend out of the window, pick him up, and pull him in yourself, much to his embarrassment

↳ If your bedroom is on the second floor, he's tinkering with the power box before he flinches when the lights flicker off before making his way upwards, giving him enough time to land in your room without drawing too much attention

↳ Still, you pick him up once he's in your room and set him down on your bed with a giddy smile

↳ He is lying there, pretty much petrified, as you're sitting there holding him close, asking him if he wanted to watch a movie to pass the time by

↳ His nerves eventually calm down and he's back to his clingy self in almost no time, returning your hugs and kisses with urgency

↳ He's not the quietest person, especially when he gets excited, so you do have to kiss him to shut him up quiet often

↳ He loves laying on top of you and holding you close while watching movies, giving you an occasional squeeze whenever he gets excited, but can't verbally express it

↳ When you both wind down for the night, Jay is completely comfortable with you, not thinking about what he was to do in the morning

↳ You both fall asleep with a movie playing in the background, the boy clinging to you tightly and muttering how much he loves you

↳ While he may hate the initial idea of sneaking in, he can't deny the fact that he loves you too much to continue saying no to you

↳ He talks pretty loud in his sleep, so your brothers are quick to note that the ginger is in your room, but it takes them a while to figure out because of the movie playing

↳ They aren't mad, just disappointed

↳ You never have to sneak into Ed and Edna's house, either, they welcome you with open arms and love embarrassing Jay as he drags you to his bedroom for the night

↳ But if you do? You're better at it than him, to say the least

↳ You ask, he says no

↳ You ask again, he says no, again

↳ It takes a LOT to have him even consider the idea of sneaking into your house, because he is not that kind of man

↳ If he wants to come over, he is coming in through the front door and letting your brothers know that he is there, no if and's or buts about it

↳ It's not that he is a strict rule follower, he's been to jail enough times, but he still wants to respect your brothers and their house

↳ It takes a few back and forth texts, maybe even a long phone call before he is sighing and agreeing to sneak into your house

↳ Again, he isn't heavily against the idea, he just finds it silly that he needs to sneak in instead of just walking in. He doesn't want to be on anyones bad side

↳ He is wearing his own everyday clothes when he makes it to your house, parking down the street before making his way towards your backyard

↳ He almost goes for the front door before remembering that he is sneaking in

↳ Just like Cole, he is opening the backyard gate and closing it like he lives there, making his way to the back casually

↳ It's only when he sees your head peaking through the window does he finally smile and realize that maybe sneaking in wasn't such a bad idea

↳ If your room is on the ground floor, he is unnecessarily good at climbing through your window quietly and shutting it, smiling as he towers over you

↳ And if your room is on the second floor, he is also unnecessarily good at sneaking up to the window, not even slipping up once and not making a noise as he sneaks in

↳ For someone made of Titanium, his footsteps are light and quiet, and his voice is something that is not only gentle, but quiet

↳ He notes that he does have to be quiet, and he is, but somehow finds humor in the situation as a whole

↳ He has to bite back a smile whenever you quickly shush him and stare at your bedroom door, trying to hear if anyone was outside the room

↳ He has his own stash of clothes within your dresser, so he changes into those for the night before urging you to actually settle down

↳ He was excited to see you as well, he loves you with his whole entire being, but you were going to blow your own cover at this point

↳ When you finally accept his coos to go to sleep, your clinging tightly to his side as he lays on his back

↳ He has one of his arms wrapped around your side while the other is holding your hand, allowing you to adjust yourself however you see fit

↳ Bonus points if you managed to sneak him in during the summer, you've got your own personal cooler, and he is always making sure that you aren't overheating through out the night

↳ You are woken up by a gentle knock on your door from your brothers, Zane already being awake and smiling down at you when you stir

↳ Though the two of you are caught, none of your brothers could be mad, as they knew Zane wasn't the type to sneak in to do things he wasn't supposed to be doing

↳ And they know for a matter of fact that Zane wouldn't budge no matter how much you begged him, he respected your brothers too much

↳ She suggests the idea, and you accept without hesitation

↳ Nya is a fucking PRO at sneaking into your house and sneaking you into her house, not even Kai knows you're there till the next afternoon

↳ She knows what time to sneak out of her own house, the best possible route there, where to park her car and just what area to jump the fence without causing too much of a ruckus

↳ Your neighbors have never spotted her sneaking in, not the first time she did it, and not the seventh hundred time she did it

↳ It doesn't matter if she is close to your bothers, she just finds the idea of sneaking into your room something that fuels her

↳ The Smith's and their want to just be near you is what keeps them agreeing to whatever crazy ideas you purpose

↳ You don't even need to give her a heads up on where your brothers are, she's just that fucking good

↳ She also brings over a bag every time, full of random shit she won't need, but it does boost her ego knowing that she can sneak in with one

↳ If your bedroom is on the ground floor, she is strutting up to it without a care in the world and tossing that thing open, placing her bag down onto the floor before climbing in herself

↳ If it's on the second floor, she knows exactly where to put her foot, what piece of the roofing will slip under her weight, and which pipes are stable enough to support her while she opens your window

↳ While you have tried to help her sneak in a few times, she brushes you away and asks you to just watch her sneak in, wanting to show you just how cool she is

↳ Tell her she is cool

↳ Once she's in your room, she is quick to make herself at home, already knowing what volume she can speak at without alerting your brothers

↳ She's relatively clingy, so there's no need for her to be up and around, moving, unless she needs to use the restroom

↳ She's able to mimic your steps in a scarily accurate way, so she can sneak to the bathroom, or down stairs to grabs some snacks if needed

↳ The two of you mostly just hold each other while doom scrolling on your phones, giggling whenever you both find a video funny

↳ Though she bought her own bag, she is raiding your clothes for the night and you are digging though her own

↳ She loves smelling like you, and she loves having you smell like her, so she will be pressed unreasonably close to you during the night, trying to transfer scents somehow

↳ She loves holding onto you while sleeping, so there's no escaping her grasp once you're in it

↳ And when it's morning time, she isn't moving from her spot, because she could really care less if she gets caught

↳ Whenever you sneak over to her house, she never alerts anyone just as you do, and Kai is always mildly surprised to see you eating breakfast with his sister in the morning

↳ You suggest the idea, he hesitantly agrees

↳ He is actually petrified, you don't even know it

↳ Your eldest brother hates him enough as is, and the other two don't seem to like him that much, he can barely come over even with their permission

↳ But you sent him a text of his name, claiming that you had a rough day and just needed to see him, and he knew that he couldn't just leave you like that

↳ He is unironically really good at sneaking into your house, in fact he scares you whenever he did it the first few times

↳ He may not know the best places to jump the fence, but he always manages to make the situation bend to his will, somehow

↳ He comes in whatever he was wearing when you asked him to come over, whether that's his pajamas or the Gi he had yet to change out of

↳ All he has is his heart and a dream of seeing you for the night

↳ If your bedroom is on the ground floor, he's peaking at the living room window before pushing yours open and carefully stepping in, spotting you smiling at him from your bed

↳ If it's on the second floor, he's very carefully climbing up the side of your house before making his way to your bedroom window, maybe slipping once ore twice, but he again manages to play it off somehow

↳ Once he is in your room, it's hard to get him off your bed, or off you for a matter of fact

↳ He only really sneaks over if you claim to of had a bad day, so he wants to make sure that he's comforting you in the best way he possibly can

↳ His voice is light enough to just use it normally, but he does whisper just in case, the last thing he wants is for your brothers to catch on and snipe his ass

↳ He never leaves your bed, and he only gets up if he really, really has to pee, but even then he's holding it in for your sake

↳ The two of you mostly just lay with each other, talking about your days and what made it so terrible, the blonde just nodding and listening to you speak

↳ He'll eventually pull you close to him and hold you tightly, cradling you just like the many times you have while commenting on everything he loved about you

↳ While he does get a little embarrassed kissing you, he will shower you in them if he senses that your day was just that bad

↳ However, he does feel guilty when he does so, keeping an eye on your bedroom door every time he leans in

↳ He is so scared please help him

↳ He loves you so much, and he is willing to do anything for you, but please don't push your luck, Lloyd doesn't think he'll ever be able to live down being walked in on

↳ At the end of the night, he's either holding you or you're holding him as you slowly fall asleep, the two of you never letting go of one another as the night goes on

↳ Out of everyone here, he is the only one that actually sneaks back out when morning comes, because he feels guilty and scared about what would happen to him if he was ever caught

↳ He could literally be fully dressed, have the longest clothes on possible and be standing six feet away from you and would still have the fear that he is going to be sacrificed for even breathing near you

↳ That being said, if you sneak into his room, he is a little more laid back about the fact, and he is willing to do more if you want

↳ She's not sneaking in, she does not care how much you plead her

↳ The closet you will get to her 'sneaking' in, is this

↳ She'll agree to come over if you ask her too, of course she will, but she will advise that it is hella late and neither of you should be up

↳ She's so nonchalant about the whole thing too that it literally scares you the first time she did this

↳ Fully parks her car in your driveway and walks through the front door with no knock, that's her idea of sneaking in, not knocking

↳ While she does just causally walk into your house, she does give you the courtesy of not acknowledging your brothers or even letting them know that she's there

↳ Doesn't matter if your floor is on the ground floor or upstairs, she is walking through your house like she owns it before arriving

↳ She even verbally announces her presence when she walks into your room, smiling when you tried to shush her and pull her in

↳ She loves seeing you mildly freak out and grab her, questioning how she just causally strutted into your room

↳ She will tell you exactly how she 'snuck' in, and will watch as you just sigh and shake your head

↳ Can't blame her though, your brothers are the idiots for not noticing someone walking through their front door

↳ She doesn't really do much when she's in your room, in fact she in encouraging you to go to sleep and to stop clinging onto her

↳ She loves you to death, but its way past your bedtime

↳ She'll help you with your nightly routine and be by your side constantly, walking with you to the bathroom and to the kitchen if you get peckish

↳ Her tone of voice is already pretty quiet, so she doesn't need to quiet down or worry about drawing attention, as her footsteps are able to mimic your own well enough

↳ When its finally time for you to lie down, she is tucking you into bed before crawling in herself, holding your hand and smiling as she watched you fall asleep

↳ And when morning comes, she is up and making breakfast in the kitchen, greeting your brothers as they hold up no effort to ask why she is even there

↳ Can't even blame them either, because she is making them a bomb ass breakfast

↳ If you sneak over though? She is amused by your efforts into trying to be as sneaky as you possibly can, just so you can see her again

↳ He doesn't need to 'sneak in', he's literally the other half of your soul

↳ Still, he does try to be quiet when he appears in your room, because he knows how your brothers are

↳ Though your boyfriend literally shares a soul with you and the two of you are inseparable, your brothers still try and put some distance between you both

↳ It never works, because look at the two of you now

↳ He is constantly by your side the moment you think of wanting him there, asking if you needed him to do anything for you

↳ Loves watching you get ready for the night, holding in the urge to just kiss you silly when he sees you do your hair routine

↳ And he does occasionally slip a kiss in here and there, because how could he not

↳ He rarely talks whenever he is with you, since you do most of the talking and he can just respond with head nods

↳ And if he needs to, he can just lean in close to you and whisper what he wants to say, he likes seeing your face up close, and the way you're biting back a smile when he comes in close

↳ Since he is a ghost, he's able to sneak around your house and grab you anything you need, if you wanted him to

↳ Oh you're hungry? He's in the kitchen sneaking you some food while giving your brothers a hard side eye

↳ You want something from the grocery store? He's sneaking out and coming back with whatever you wanted, he'll even heat the food up if you asked him to

↳ And if your brothers do manage to come in while he's there, he can easily slip back into your soul and have you act like nothing had happened

↳ At the end of the night, he loves wrapping himself in your arms as you hallow out your body for him

↳ He enjoys whispering how much he loves you, kissing everywhere his mouth can reach, and muttering about how lucky he is to be with someone like you

↳ And even after you've fallen asleep and your body returns to its physical form, he is still lying by your side, smothering you as best as he can while resisting the urge to fall asleep himself

↳ In the morning, he lets you wake up on your own accord, smiling when he see you reaching for him when you do wake up

↳ There's no reason for him to sneak around, he is always with you and you're always with him

↳ He is loyal to you and no one else, and he wouldn't have it any other way

these losers smh

[heroineline]

Gosh I LOVE your Ninjago content. It's been so long since I've seen someone write for Morro and I'm so glad that you're doing him!

If this isn't too much to ask, could you write another smut about him? F! Reader too please!

I adored the first one and I'd love to see more!

This one’s going to be loaded with so many hcs about Morro and what he’s into. I made the reader sub last time (I was requested to write smut) so I’m switching it up for this one. This one’s sooo heavily influenced by the hcs in this post and this post lol. There’s a lot of buildup for this one, so I tried my best to make the parts leading up to the sex engaging :) When the reader asks “Red or Green?” She’s asking Morro if he’s okay with continuing, without actually breaking the trance of the act.

Attitude Adjustment 𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི

Morro x F!Reader, Ressurected!Morro AU. Contains smut, Sub!Morro

Nsfw. Please do not continue if you’re uncomfortable with mature themes and language involving sex.

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You think Wu might’ve been a little harsh on Morro today, because he’s bitchy when he comes over.

He refused to eat for a while— kept picking apart the food, saying he didn’t like a certain vegetable he was perfectly fine eating last week. When you finally got him to eat he chewed for forever, shifted it around with his chopsticks, and barely looked up at you.

He washed every dish. Of course he did, because he doesn’t leave tasks unfinished. He’s unbearably competent. Except, this time, he leaves yours unwashed. Right there in the sink.

You know how this goes. Morro isn’t easy to talk to. He isn’t easy to.. do anything with. You didn’t start dating him because you wanted the perfect guy. You loved him, every flaw. Because the flaws were just responses to years of damage. He knows that. It’s why he tests you. Because he needs that reassurance. That he can act out and you won’t leave, you’ll put him in his place and he’ll stay. He’s desperate to get hurt for his own well-being.

You know this is just the first part. You have to ask what’s wrong a bunch. Use that syrupy sweet voice— end every sentence by pitching up. Then there’s that first little breakthrough. A tiny, quiet admission of his feelings, as if he’s a first-time client for anger management.

“He was being nitpicky with me today… criticizing every single thing I do, every movement I made!”

“And how’d that make you feel?”

“Angry, obviously.”

Next, you tried to offer some comfort. Rubbed his hand, reassured him, validated his feelings and all.

Now the second part you know and love.

He’s bothering you while you’re responding to an email. Poking you, lightly shoving you. Calling you dramatic once you look up at him, telling you he’s “so bored”.

You’re about to hit send when you feel a tug on your hair. You look up from your phone, irritated. He’s trying to act like he didn’t play a part in what just happened, but you see some gusts of wind settling around his hand.

He uses those fuckass powers to mess with your hair all the time. And he keeps doing it. But it’s okay. You won’t let it get to you just yet. You’re making him wait.

Here comes the verbal provocation…; “Why even have me over if you’re gonna be so goddamn neglectful?”, “Acting like your work is sooo important. I could do your job while working my own.”, “Your hair looks messed up. What did you do?” Knowing full well why your hair’s messed up.

He’s agitated when you don’t let that get to you, so much so, that what he does next finally manages to tick you off.

“I should just fuck off and die, huh? Is that what you want?”

You set your phone down, narrowing your eyes, crossing your arms.

“What?”

He didn’t expect you to go from half-paying attention to giving him all of it at once like that. His voice falters a bit before he repeats himself.

“I mean, with the way you’re acting right now… you’re basically telling me I should just, go d-“

”Morro…” You scoot over to him with just your knees, joining him on the left side of the couch. You put your hand in his hair, gripping lightly, twisting. “What makes you think you can talk like that?”

His jaw tightens and he straightens up a bit, as if you just collared and leashed him. You sound so fucking sweet. It’s making him squirm. That combined with what you’re doing to his scalp makes his gaze a whole lot less intense. He squints, brows furrowing, trying to regain some focus. Some control.

“I… can talk however I want.. you know I’m right…”

“No, no you can’t ‘talk however you want’ around me. Especially not about stuff like that. Be nice. Say something nice about yourself.”

“..m… fuck no, what the hell?..” he’s trying not to let the redness on his face show. His hair helps cover it. “I’m not gonna ‘say something’ nice about myself’, what’re you— my therapist? Fuck off..”

“I’m going to wait. Are you going to listen?”

“Shut up..” He’s raising his hand, probably to fuck with you using his powers again, because he just doesn’t learn, it seems.

You grab his wrist. Your hands being smaller doesn’t make a difference. Your touch still makes him shaky. Makes him scared to mess up.

“Up. Come on, let’s go.”

“No..” He groans, already getting up, letting you keep your hand in his hair. He’s dragged to your room, put onto your bed. His thigh’s your chair.

“I don’t wanna…” He shakes his head, pretty much pretending to push you off— but never getting close, because he wants you there.

“Red or Green?”

“…Green..”

So you don’t hesitate at all when you lock the vengestone cuffs around his wrists, when you push him further back on the bed and unzip his jeans. He’s already hard, which is great. One less step for you.

“I don’t need this. You take everything too seriously. I can’t even talk without you overreacting, trying to police what I say when I say it…”

You push his hair back, asking to see that “pretty face”. He whimpers, twitching, but not turning away. Grumbling, “Can you not?”

Acting tough is so hard when you’re being straddled and played with.

You kiss him, hand on his chest, tongue in his mouth. You make sure to keep your thighs just close enough to his dick for him to feel the warmth, but not actually touch. Every time you lift up your face from a kiss, his expression is less tense. His breathing is shallower.

You make your way to his neck. The hand that was on his chest slowly glides up to his throat. You wrap your hand around, applying just a little pressure. Right beside your fingertip, you gently sink your teeth in and suck— fully intending to leave a dark, painful hickey.

You hear a lot of swearing, which is his cute little way of indicating he might cum if you keep that up. You won’t touch his dick yet. You want him to ask. And the poor guy tries. Tries whimpering a little louder by your ear, tries to shift his hips upward, tries to wriggle out of the cuffs you put him in, but his efforts lead to nothing. Because every time his dick touches your thighs you change your position again. Because to you, the movement of his wrists in those restraints translates to, “Keep me like this, chain them tighter.”

His neck’s sore. The love bite you just left is fading in, getting darker, more purple.

“…mmmmmghhhh, tired of you.. tired of you and your.. fuckin patience… why don’t you.. treat me like the liability you really think I am instead of … beating around the bush..?” You press down on the mark, making him wince. You see his fingers try to grip something, finding nothing. You press down on the marks every time he says something he isn’t supposed to. It’s like training a puppy. “You do this? This is the consequence. You do this? What happens next is what you deserve.”, and he’s learning.

He’s sniffling, but he can’t wipe his nose or eyes. He’d avoiding looking at you, but his embarrassment is evidence on his flushed face and rapidly beating hard. Not to mention his chest puffing up, then down, his poor overwhelmed body doing whatever it can to calm him down. You know a better way, though.

“You know what I’m waiting for.” You tell him, your fingers massaging his scalp and giving his hair the occasional pull.

“Ugh…” he groans, frog-blinking. “please… you know…”

“I don’t know.”

“Do something… get… stop.. waiting, please..”

“Stop waiting? Did you want another hickey?”

“…nnn… noooo…! Just .. make me cum, please..”

“I’ve been trying.”

“No.. I mean.. by..”

You nod, widening your eyes, as if you truly have no clue what he wants from you.

“Put… your hand.. or mouth.. just.. on my dick, please.. I can’t just— I can’t just..”

You place your thumb on the tip, circling it. He’s gushing. With your other hand, you wrap your fingers around the base of his cock, applying gentle pressure while twisting up and down, spreading the pre-cum all over his length. He’s about to lose his voice. Until you stop. Then it’s back, and it’s cracking, shaking.

“God- Why?”

“Is that what you wanted? More of that?”

“Yes! More of that..!” He’s so impatient, trying to move himself closer to your hands. Too bad they’re back on his chest.

“Okay. What did I tell you before?”

A sniffle. “I don’t knowwww…”

“I said say something nice about yourself. Not how you look or anything you’re skilled at. Something about you.”

“…uuggggghhhhhhh… I’m so goddamn sick of— of having to- to- to do this again and again..!”

“Maybe if you stopped saying shit like, “I’m a liability”, you wouldn’t have to do this.”

He grunts in response, looking down as if it’ll change your mind. You don’t budge.

“Come on. Don’t you want-“

“I’m… hardworking…”

You smile. “Yeah, baby? You’re hardworking? Why is that? What do you mean by that?”

“I- I mean I’m hardworking! Fuck else you want me to say? I.. I’m.. ambitious, I care.. I care a lot, I care so much, I care too much— so.. so I work a lot to .. to get what I want, cuz, cuz I can’t stop caring. So I keep pushing.. cuz- cuz I’m so goddamn stubborn..”

“Let’s try that again. Kinder this time.”

“..Mmm.. I-“

“Look up at me.”

He hesitates before meeting your eyes. You could just grab and kiss his adorable face, the way those eyes are all wet and tired, about to cry. The way his nose is red like he needs to sneeze.

“I’m.. hardworking.. ‘cause.. I care.. about what.. what I’m passionate about. So.. I don’t stop working.. and.. and pushing, and trying till… I get what I want..”

“Good jobbb, Morro. Good job, sweetie. That was so good.”

“Stop.. you- you said..”

“Yes, yes I did.. okay, here, baby…” You move your head downwards, backing up on the bed. You aren’t straddling him anymore, but you might as well be— because he can’t move.

You kiss the head of his cock a couple times before slowly taking it into your warm, wet mouth. He sounds like he’s about to sob. You use the tip of your tongue to circle right under the head, where he’s super sensitive. You do this a couple times before taking him deeper in your mouth. Every time you pull yourself off you stroke his dick a few times with that same gentle grip, spreading out your spit, making sure it drips down to the base. Every time your mouth is free, you make sure to praise him for doing such a good job. He probably can’t even spell his own name by this point. You repeat this a couple times.

With one hand wrapped around, in the middle of the movement— the warm, sticky tip throbs before he cums into your hand. His thighs are trembling. When you look at his face, his pupils are blown way back. You put your messy hands on his hips to raise yourself up before straddling him again.

“Did that feel good? Hm?” You hum, that lullaby voice doing something irreversible to his mushy brain.

“Yeah…”

“You think you can go again?”

“..yeah..”

He will always, without a doubt, ask to cum again. Because it isn’t him making this call. It’s you. When it comes to orgasming, he trusts you to know the limit. He trusts you to tell him he’s “All done”.

You comply with what he wants. He’s inside you, the resistance against the handcuffs long gone by now. Every movement of your hips, every downward press makes him forget a year of his life. After the fourth time, the hundredth, “I’m sorry.. I won’t do it again..” you’re not sure if he’s.. mentally there anymore. So you tuck his hair behind his ears and plant a kiss to the side of his wet lips. “You’re done, baby. That’s it. No more.”

“I… cn still go..”

“No, honey.. don’t argue with me on this.. i know what you need, okay? Listen..”

He exhales as you wipe a tear from his face. “Okay.”

Once the aftercare part of the night is finished, you head into the kitchen to see your dish… cleaned.

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he is not a manchild I promise he’s just a brat and needs some sense knocked into him every once in a while.

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I will always be a Morro died a teenager truther. That rage can only be that of a 15year old who thinks the whole world is against them

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heyo... can i plz get a gn reader who is a millionaire with abandonment issues x morro? reader was homeless as a teenager and had nobody to lean on but themself all this time. one day they start trying to buy morro's love. silliness ensues because reader is a tad strange and awkward

Homelessness is fucking gutting 💔 so I’m gonna hone in on that a lot and the kind of person it makes the reader. It starts off a little toxic because both reader and Morro have really troubled pasts and Morro is just a troubled person in general. I apologize if not enough silliness ensued.

The present of your presence Ⰶ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Resurrected !Morro AU, Morro x reader, reader can be of any gender, fic takes place after the events of day of the departed.

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You grew up feeling like you had nothing to offer. Your labor didn’t mean much when it wasn’t backed up by crazy talent, or a degree, or experience… you couldn’t exactly offer emotional support, because you always had it worse. You couldn’t show appreciation with anything tangible. Shelters made you feel like a burden because of all the resources it took to house you. Birthdays rolled around, but you couldn’t afford gifts. You didn’t have to for long, anyway. You didn’t feel like a leech just because of your mindset. The people you called friends and family made you feel like a leech for being unfortunate. For getting unlucky. You learned you could only depend on yourself. You couldn’t abandon you.

You’d gotten out of that a while ago. Now you work a decent job. Live somewhere alright. You took a chance and bought a scratch ticket. Kidding yourself, thinking you’d get lucky. You weren’t lucky in any other aspect, why here?

You thought that until you scanned. You’d become a millionaire overnight.

You were really antsy at the bank. Still worrying any small slip up would cause you to lose it all. It happened with everything else, what would ensure this would stay?

You felt that way once you met him, too. He seemed like he didn’t put up with anybody’s shit. If he even sensed that he was feeling bored, he’d walk out. He’s got so much going on for him. He’s gorgeous, he’s self assured, he’s smart.. why would he need you? You who couldn’t talk to him without stuttering. You who stayed by the door when he said he had to go, trying and failing to be subtle when coaxing him into staying.

He was suspicious of the gifts at first. “I don’t need that kind of stuff from you…”, “It isn’t Christmas.”, “Just wait for my birthday or something”. However, when he looked into the brands you got him those new belts and rings from, he couldn’t believe it. It was worth more than the combined cost of .. every gift he’d received in his life. You were weird. So weird to him.

You didn’t know this, because your fear of losing him temporarily overrode his status as.. a living being, with flaws and all. He grew up homeless. He was a baby when he was digging through trash cans. He felt like he owed Wu something for taking him in. He felt worthless after finding out he wasn’t the green ninja. He felt used the entire time he worked with the preeminent. So you thinking he was worth all the things you bought him? It gave him validation he was craving. Told him “You’re worth more than hand-me-downs. You’re worth brand new, expensive things.”. And of course, you kept doing it. Because it meant he wouldn’t go anywhere.

“What is that?”

“A..ticket.. to that band you like?”

“Didn’t they sell out in like.. five minutes?” “I got it from a reseller …! For you..”

“…Why?”

“..Um… because?”

He would never say it out loud, but he adored the sugar baby treatment. Especially since it seemed his presence was enough to earn it. It got to a point though, where he was starting to feel used himself. He was being treated like he could just .. be bought. He had to admit to himself though, that he wasn’t doing much to disprove that.

He just came over. He has the keycard to your place. He says it looks like you live in Borg Industries. You already have a present waiting for him in a little bag.

“…For me, I assume?”

“Y…yeah? Who else?” Why does he sound so unamused? You swallow your spit.

“…Thank you.” He touches the bag, but doesn’t open it. “But do thank you’s mean much to you?”

“What?” God, it’s like a job interview. All those places that rejected you, that asked you “why do you want to work here?” When the answer was just “I need money.”. All those times you had to explain in-depth why shelters needed to take you in.

“You get me something and.. I say thank you, and that’s somehow… enough?.. Look, I’m not gonna act like it isn’t.. great, I love that you’re getting me all this.. but it gets to a point— where I feel useless as shit. You know I will literally never be able to pay you back for this, right?”

Ugh. Ugh. You hear your own voice in his words. “I’ll never be able to pay you back” “I know I owe you” “Please stop giving me things. I don’t have anything to offer.”. He isn’t saying anything like that. But you’re hearing it.

“You don’t like the gifts?”

“Is that what I said?”

“I.. I don’t know..”

“You never do.. it’s like, when I try to get to know you, you get scared. You don’t tell me shit.”

He backs up just a little bit. In your head, person you love + slightly open door is a horrific combination. It immediately triggers you to yell.

“What’re you doing?!” You shout, stepping forward, hands out.

Obviously that’s.. terrifying, but he hates being backed into a corner— physically and emotionally,, so he stays where he is.

“I didn’t do anything. I asked you a question. This is how you act every damn time I ask you something. If someone were to just— buy you a bunch of expensive stuff out of the blue, you wouldn’t be suspicious?!”

“I would—! Y-you are! You have been. You’ve been questioning it left and right. So I’ve shown you how consistent I am about this. I really just want to keep you.. m.. make you happy.”

He blinks. Is that what he thinks it is? Genuine communication? “…I guess we’re getting somewhere with that. Atleast you aren’t offering to hire me a butler or some crap..”

You don’t realize you’re panting, slowly inching closer.

His responses to offers of closeness consisted of running away or seeing how he could use it to his advantage. But he’s been working on it. He’s been telling himself he isn’t who he used to be. And that must compel him to hold you, press your face into the nape of his neck, his hand on the back of your head.

Neither of you know exactly how the other one feels. But you both can sense the other’s fear. If he walks out on you now, you might’ve been right. You can’t depend on anybody but you.

But he’s been there. Living like nothing is permanent. Feeling like you aren’t needed anywhere unless you invest all of what you’re best at, all at once. The intense self hatred when it doesn’t work. The plan fails and you bared your soul for nothing.

He says something corny to take the edge of. You aren’t ready to talk. He isn’t, either. But he wants you to know he isn’t going to be pushed away that easily. He’s committed to far more self-destructive things in the past.

“How about you give me the gift of you company? You could save some money while you’re at it.”

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I’m studying psych so writing a character with such an intense fear of needing others was really interesting for me. I like recs like this :)

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I really wanna see Cole and Morro in dr3...so i draw something after they were eatenhhhhhhhhh

*Morro means:Cole have become a ghost,with a magical little spell and be sucked out of his soul

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Some Rebooted Lloyd because why not

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Did some anatomy study and redrew my beautiful boy ❤️‍🩹

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Morrow returns ft baby Arin

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In addition to my lastest post about drawing yourself in ninjago city catastrophes

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Do you guys think everyone in the monastery groans whenever Wu says "Theres something I haven't told you yet" (or somethin along those lines) because it just means something stupidly horrible is about to be unleashed upon their miserable lego lives

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80%Morro

plz...come back with cole

i really hope those two can come back together...

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HELLO!!! I LOVE YOUR WRITING :D may I pretty please request morro x reader who is part dragonian and has bat-like wings?

Thank you 🥺🥺 first of all I am so sorry this took so long. Second, I included a lot of details I made up about the dragonian race in Ninjago to make the interactions feel less half-baked. I hope they are similar to what you had in mind for your character :)

Canvas ཐི❤︎ཋྀ

Resurrected !Morro AU, Morro x reader, reader can be of any gender, fic takes place after the events of day of the departed

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The first time you guys talked, you figured he was just shy. He wasn’t looking at your eyes at all. But as you got to know him, you realized he hadn’t met anyone with wings like yours. Maybe he had, but they had theirs hidden. Not you. You poked holes in your jacket so they’d show through.

You thought it was just fascination. Everyone gets curious with new things. He’s an inquisitive guy, it makes sense for him. But when he begins to touch them, (with your permission first, of course), notice when parts of them chip, and offers to sharpen the fingernails? He’s obsessed with them. That much is clear.

When he finds out you do a little maintenance for them, weekly? He’s eager to take part in it. He begged. But he won’t let you call it that.

“They’re such a pretty color…” He mumbles, brain barely present while he’s saying it. “Ouch.. ! Don’t scrub so hard…”

“…Don’t be a baby..” he kisses his teeth in annoyance, but runs the wet towel along your wings a lot lighter now. You make a mellow noise, closing your eyes. He smiles, his eyes lidded. You don’t get to see it. Your back is turned to him.

He’s cleaning the piercing hole now. He asks you, “Did it hurt?”

“There aren’t many nerves up there. So, no. Not really.”

He sounds disappointed. Not by your answer. ”…I wish I had an extra body part I could pierce.”

You smile. Makes sense for him. “Don’t metal detectors give you hell?”

“I don’t go anywhere that has them, so no.”

“You’ll regret it when you do.”

“But I won’t.”

“But you might.”

“But it’s not like I will.”

“But you could—“

“Do you realize who you’re going back and forth with? I’m not going to give up.”

You sigh before turning your head around to inspect your wings.

“I did great, didn’t I?” He’s trying to sound all sure in his work, but there’s this tiny tremble in his voice that really wants your approval.

You tap on your lower back where your wings are softest.

“This part doesn’t feel clean.”

“You said I can’t scrub too hard.”

“That doesn’t mean leaving it dirty..” You don’t sound dissatisfied at all. More like you’re nitpicking to mess with him. To test when he’ll back out of this act of service. But he loves doing this for you. Even if he scoffs and complains while doing it. He never would’ve offered if he didn’t enjoy it. He adores making things look pretty, he loves knowing something looks amazing because of his work.

You feel the weight of your wing jewelry being hung and secured over the nails.

“You’ve gotta be so flexible for this shit..” He mutters, locking the gold chain in place. “It’s a good thing; You’ll never get stiff, I guess..”

You laugh. You wish. “Wing maintenance gets less complex as you age. Old Dragonians are just as stiff as all other elderly.”

“..Well, that’s the case for people who don’t have somebody like me… I’ll still be doing this when you’re old..”

You stay silent, shifting your position a bit to let your wing rest against his hand. You feel his thumb rub against the nail he filed down. The calloused hand of a guy who has fought his entire life, is being so soft with you. The guy who’s never known true belonging, never really had a home, just said he wants to grow old with you. He wants to take care of your wings until the day one of you dies. You don’t want to embarrass him by bringing that up, so you just let the moment breathe. You tilt your head to the side, fully relaxed into his hands— because you trust them.

You break the silence. “How’s it looking?”

“Better than before.” , which means it looks great in Morrospeak.

After he finishes up, you feel his hands leave. But it’s okay because you feel his eyes all over his work. All over you.

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Hi, I have a question about your Green Cousin Movie AU,

Would the ninja get along with Morro & if so what would they do together?

Extra question: How would Koko (Lloyd’s Mum) feel about Morro coming back?

Im glad you asked!

Koko loves her Nephew as much as she loves her son so you bet she gave him a great hug and a nice back crack. She's also happy Lloyd will now have a fam member who could understand and hangout with him while she's at work. She, of course, allows him to live with them at the apartment too if being with Wu is a bit too complicated.

shes still happy he moved back to ninjago after certain t h i n g s that happened that i'll explain laters >:)

As for the rest of the pijama squad

-He has a great relationship w/ Nya and both share some of the same hobbies/topics *cough since both their elements are closely related cough* And also bc they share some interests and idols.

-Unlike Nya he's heavily competitive with Kai- Like to the most smallest things they both compete to the next level. Kai doesn't trust him much for the way he treats Lloyd (Teasing him all the time) even if its playfully, so he lets out his feeling with competition.

-As for Jay, he doesn't mind Morro much

The only thing he minds its how quiet his steps are due to his extended ninja training and element. He's a very jumpy person when it comes to that.

-Cole honestly respects his Music choices and doesn't even mind him like ever. He thinks his style is pretty cool too. They don't talk much but would quietly hangout while listening to music and rambling about their fav rack bands n such.

-Zane is too much of a good guy to understand his devilish intentions and pranks and Morro cannot be unsupervised while Zane is around. But Zane finds his power and training level pretty cool and kinds idolizes it

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may i request a morro ⊙.☉

i didn't really know which morro but went with DR :D

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Here's a funny scenario idea.

Imagine that Morro arrives at the Monastery (how and why isn't taken into account), and he kinda walks around with Arin giving him a tour. They're just walking until they arrive at Master Wu's door.

Morro instinctively reaches for the handle when Lloyd stops him. He tells him that Master Wu is gone and that there's nothing in there apart from his scrolls.

Morro looks at him and snorts, saying that he knows for a fact where Master Wu is. Lloyd is obviously confused and stumbles as he's trying to stop Morro, who's getting inside.

Upon entering, Morro looks around for a bit and goes straight to somewhere and pulls something out. Whether this is a map, scroll, or whatnot, he shows it to Lloyd and tells him that this is where Wu is, or at least this is where they can start the search.

Lloyd is dumbfounded. He holds up the thing and realises that this is a clue that had been left behind by Master Wu for the ninja in case they ever wanted to look for him.

A clue that had been missed by the ninja for all those years. Something that had been so obvious but hadn't even been noticed for all this time.

And it was Morro of all people who found it. He seemingly knew about this, even though he hadn't been in the Monastery himself for years. He couldn't have known about this at all, but here they are.

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Copying ur snaps

Pairing(s); Kai/Cole/Jay/Lloyd/Nya/Zane/Morro/Pixal x YOU

[METANOIA READER USED]

Genre; General fluff, light goofiness

Summary; They, or you, saw the trend floating around and decided to tease, aka you/them copying their/your snaps

Notes; This is my first actual head cannon post, so that's why it looks different. The others are just drabbles, this is for me to take a break from writing a new chapter lmao

↳ Kai is a tiktok warrior, he has the longest streak possible with you on it, and he takes it seriously

↳ That being said, it's no surprise that he found the trend before you had, either that or you just didn't care enough about it

↳ However, he does, and he's always up for a good lil joke

↳ He's the one to send you a snap first, half his face in the camera as he questions how you're doing at the moment

↳ When you get it, you ofc course reply back after a few seconds of seeing it

↳ You were laying in bed, so you angled your camera upwards and gave a small smile, stating that you weren't doing much of anything

↳ After receiving your picture, it's here where the confusion starts to settle in for you

↳ Kai would either get up from wherever he was in his house and sit himself on his bed, or he would adjust himself if he was already on his bed, trying to copy what you had done almost perfectly

↳ Upon receiving the snap, you could only snort a little in amusement, thinking it was just a small joke before sending another one his way

↳ However, he proceeded to do that same thing, mimicking your pose with a smirk almost hidden on his face

↳ You both went on for a while, sending snaps back and forth while you silently tested Kai's patience and dedication

↳ While Kai was slowly losing hope of you getting the hint, you on the other hand were blissfully unaware and slightly confused

↳ It took Kai longer and longer to reply to some of your snaps, so during those periods, you would scroll on different socials to keep yourself busy

↳ After a while of scrolling, you eventually came across the reason for Kai copying your snaps, scrolling to the end of the slideshow and letting out a sigh

↳ Kai was such an idiot unfortunately

↳ After he sent one more snap your way, Kai was surprised by how quickly you had opened and sent a reply back, so he couldn't help but try and do the same, wondering if you were seeing how fast he could mimic you

↳ The second he opened the snap, he nearly let out tears of joy, relief, and mild shock

↳ You had angled your camera just enough to show half of your face, showing off your flexed arm with a small squint, questioning if that's what he wanted you to send

↳ Kai takes a second to reply, mostly because he's thanking the First Spinjitzu Master, and because he was gawking at your own muscles

↳ Eventually, he replicates your picture with a wide grin, flexing his arm and making sure that the angle of it was as perfect as he could get it, not caring about copying your snaps perfectly anymore

↳ When he did send the snap, after a lot of trial and error to make himself look as good as possible, you could only smile at the screen, seeing how happy the boy had gotten once you had done what he wanted

↳ You chose to ignore the notification that Kai had screenshotted your snap, instead doing the same to his picture

↳ Kai can now die happy

↳ It's rare for you and Cole not to be around each other

↳ He's always somehow imbedded in your daily routine, whether that's eating breakfast with him, hanging out with him, or simply just laying in bed parallel playing

↳ But on occasion, Cole would wake up earlier than you and would get up to go to the gym, leaving you in either his or your bed to sleep

↳ When you woke up, you were a little surprised to find the Earth User not next to you, but you didn't really mind

↳ You flipped around on your socials for a little while before you found a slide show of two people copying each others snaps, eventually landing on the last one

↳ It was then that you got a notification from Cole, surprisingly enough it being a snap

↳ Shifting on the bed a little, you yawned as you opened up the notification, smiling a little

↳ He was showing off the amount he had just dead lifted, you seeing the proud smile on his face through one of the gym mirrors

↳ Deciding to reply, you sent a photo of you still tucked into bed, a smile on your face as you held up a thumbs up, congratulating him on beating his record

↳ From there, you both sent snaps to each other, mostly Cole sending you machines he was working on and what weight he had done on them

↳ You would reply with smiles and praise, or sometimes fake disappointment as you booed him, telling him that he could lift more

↳ After a while, hours seemed to pass and you had gotten ready for the day, aka just to laze around your house

↳ Cole had stopped by a place on his way home to eat, showing you pictures of his food and asking if you wanted him to bring you some home

↳ You of course replied that he should, duh of course, to which he just replied that he would grab you your favorite

↳ It was quiet after that, you bouncing your knee up and down as you stared at a wall for a moment

↳ It wouldn't hurt, would it?

↳ Raising your phone, you flexed your arm to the side with your face barely peaking into the photo, a light smile on your face before you sent the message

↳ Cole quickly read your message, but it took him a little longer to reply, you wondering if he was walking home or just got to busy to reply

↳ When he did reply, you almost dropped your phone in surprise, not expecting him to have copied you, or even send anything back at all

↳ At most you would've expected him to just send a heart before coming home and showing you his hard work at the gym

↳ You were decently muscular, after all you were a Ninja, you had to be, but of course it was nothing spectacular, just enough to keep you fit

↳ So when you set your phone down onto the table, you eventually calmed down as a frown capture your face

↳ Cole sat with a wide smile on his face, flexing his arm as well and showing off what he had just worked on at the gym, his golden brown eyes so full of life

↳ But that wasn't what made you frown, it was the caption that had done you in

↳ "Mine's bigger"

↳ Lord help him

↳ He's a pretty clingy person, so there's rarely anytime the two of you are apart, or didn't talk to one another

↳ But there's always a few occasions where he was either too embarrassed to come with you, or simply couldn't

↳ You were out visiting your brothers for the day, and you wouldn't be back till late, Jay knew that

↳ But he didn't like it, of course, he missed you !

↳ So he sent you a couple of snaps in a row, showing off what he was working on, then a small video of him rambling about what he was working on, then another video of him talking about how much he missed you, followed by one last picture of his face shoved in the camera, captioned with a question of when you were going to come back home

↳ You weren't shocked in the slightest when your phone dinged with so many notifications in a row, but it shocked your brothers a little

↳ After having to endure their light teasings, you managed to check your phone to reply to the ginger

↳ You watched his videos with a low volume, but you made sure to listen carefully to his ramblings

↳ Once you had finished watching every video and looking at every picture he sent, you sent one yourself, explaining that you loved the invention and that you should be home later that night

↳ He viewed your message, but didn't instantly reply, instead choosing to sulk and continue on with his day as best as he could

↳ Every now and then, you'd both send a photo or video of what you were doing

↳ He would send you updates on the car he was working on, what he was cooking for dinner that night (it looked really sad) and pictures of other mundane things, like the sunset

↳ You would send videos of your brothers getting pressed at a game of Uno, pictures of the food the eldest had cooked, and another video of your brothers talking about the plot holes in a movie you had just watched

↳ It was getting late, and Jay was getting antsy, he knew how to deal with days without you, but it had been a while since you had sent a picture of your face

↳ He had tried to give you hints by showing photos of his own face, but you never got the hint

↳ You would just reply with a heart before showing the board game you were stuck playing

↳ And desperate times call for desperate measures

↳ Swallowing his pride, Jay raised his arm and posed it slightly, coving most of his face before sending the photo

↳ He wasn't the strongest out of everyone on the team, but he didn't really care, because he knew that you didn't, his speed made up for his lack of strength

↳ However, he didn't expect you to reply as quickly as you did, opening up the message only to drop his phone on the table and take a lap

↳ You had a wide and confident smile on your face as you held your arm upwards, having pulled your sleeve upwards to show off your muscles, which were notably bigger than his own

↳ But what Jay chose to focus on more so was the fact that you were outside, standing by the bus stop and captioning the photo with 'Be home soon !!'

↳ You were in for a night of kisses

↳ He doesn't understand most social media trends, so he chooses not to indulge unless you want to do them

↳ For instance, he will mostly be the one holding the camera instead of actually doing the trend with you

↳ His favorite one that was easy to convince him to do, was the one where you held the camera first, before he stood behind you and grabbed it, to which you turned around and eagerly hugged him

↳ But other than that, he rarely understood the point of trends

↳ So while he was out grocery shopping for you both, he was a little surprised to see a snap from you

↳ He opened it up and smiled as he saw you smiling and raising your thumb upwards as you showed the car you were working on

↳ Zane just simply liked the photo and told you to be careful before closing his phone and continuing his shopping

↳ Of course, that wasn't enough for you

↳ After wiping your hands dry of oil, you sent another picture, one that Zane opened and once again, smiled at

↳ It took a while of you sending a bunch of photos before Zane got the hint that you wanted him to send one back, so he did

↳ He sent a picture of him holding a few options of food, asking which one you would prefer

↳ You replied quickly with a text before sending a photo right after, this time copying the way he was holding the food with a few mechanical parts

↳ Zane rose a brow at this, but didn't question it, shutting off his phone for a little while before taking another picture for you

↳ You, again, replied with copying it yourself as best at you could, using nuts and bolts, as well as wrenches and screw drivers, to replicate the image

↳ The whole thing confused Zane as you continued, but he of course didn't say anything, as he saw the smile that was on your face the whole time

↳ Eventually it got to the point where Zane was done shopping and was tossing the grocery bags into the car, when his phone buzzed again, this time with two pictures from you

↳ One of them was you replicating the picture he had sent, but the other one was something completely different

↳ The second one was of you sitting on the hood of the now closed car, oil and soot smeared on your face that you half hid, as you flexed your other arm, grease smeared on your muscle, and your smile was one of pride, Zane easily noted

↳ Rolling his eyes with a smile and figuring out what you wanted, Zane sat himself in the car and locked his doors, putting no mind into replicating your photo before sending it your way

↳ Seeing as he was a Nindroid, there was barely any need for any muscles, seeing as being smacked with titanium was rough enough, but that wasn't a problem for you

↳ You laid on the hood of the car you were working on, kicking your feet back and forth as you observed the photo Zane had sent your face

↳ You also ignored the comment he sent about wiping yourself clean before he came home, knowing that if you left it, he would wipe it off for you

↳ Once again, another case of rarely using social media

↳ She has everything you have and that's it, but she mostly likes to stick to texting you rather than talking on social media

↳ However, she does understand the want to post pretty pictures of yourself (and most of the time her as well) on Instagram, or on your snap story

↳ That being said, she does understand most trends, but she chooses to ignore them and forgets them completely

↳ So if you want to do one with her, it's rare that she remembers which ones you were talking about, seeing as they come and go so quickly

↳ She loves doing ones that involve being in the same frame as you, though, like the one where you both fought a little before kissing one another, or when she ran after you and picked you up

↳ Then again, just like Jay, there's almost no instance where the two of you aren't together, so theres really no need for so many socials to talk to you with

↳ Today, she decided to take the two of you down to the beach, both of you dressed in your own swimsuits and goofing around

↳ After a little while of playing around in the water, and lounging around on the beach, you decided that you needed to use the restroom

↳ Nya tried to accompany you, but you urged her to watch over your stuff, making her hum a little before staying behind, not failing to remind you to take your phone just in case

↳ So, Nya sat on her beach towel and carefully watched over your guys' stuff, glaring at the few people who passed her by before her phone buzzed

↳ She quickly opened it up and swiped onto your snap, opening it up with worry that something had happened

↳ Nya released a small sigh of relief upon seeing your frustrated face before you flipped the camera around to show a long line of men and women waiting to use the toilet

↳ The girl chuckled a little and opened her camera as well, holding a hand over her eyes to shield it from the sun and smiled, captioning the photo with a 'sucks to suck' and a small 'be careful' before pressing send

↳ From there, you both continued to send photos to one another, you showing your slow progress to the toilets, and the occasional video of you holding in laughter when a child slipped and fell on the beach

↳ Nya would send you photos of the beach, or pictures of her looks of disgust whenever someone would walk past her, along with a few videos of people drowning in the ocean, the camera shaking as she held in her laughs

↳ Eventually, you both somehow managed to get into territory of copying each others pictures as best as you could with your circumstances

↳ You also did this because there were a few weirdos looking at you from the line over, and you wanted to subtly show that you were taken

↳ Every time Nya would send you a snap, you would try to replicate it, whether it was pictures of the ocean, funny faces she made, or simply taking pictures of your feet in the sand, you of course keeping her updated on how far away the bathrooms where

↳ After a while, you started to grow annoyed of the people in the line over starting, so you shook your nearly dry hair out of your face an rose your phone upwards

↳ Flexing one of your arms, you smiled up at the camera as you quickly took a picture, making sure to show more than just your arm as well

↳ At first, Nya ignore the angle of the photo and started shift to replicate it, only to pause and reopen the photo, making sure her eyes weren't deceiving her

↳ And lo and behold they weren't, she stared at your flexed arm with observing eyes before looking down at the other parts of your body, smiling a little as she sent you a little comment on it, stating that you both needed to spar before opening up her camera

↳ She took a photo of herself as well, her angle a little different given the fact that she was sitting down rather than standing up like you, but it was enough for you

↳ You couldn't help the smile that crossed your face as you stared down at the girl, glancing upwards briefly before letting out a sigh of relief

↳ Nya quickly opened the next snap you sent, somewhat expecting another show off piece, only to see the camera blurry as you ran into a door

↳ Looks like you finally made it to the bathroom

↳ He actually knows a few trends, believe it or not, simply because of the brain rotting videos Kai likes to send his way

↳ However, he is a bit slow in catching up with the current ones, only seeing them a month or two later when the hype for them dies down

↳ You don't mind though, you are always willing to do trends with him if he asks you

↳ His social media presence is few and far between

↳ He only logs on to like your posts and comment on it, post it to his public story on instagram with a bunch of hearts, or repost it if it was a tiktok

↳ And of course he posts his own things as well, to which you absolutely spam the shit out of his phone, along with Kai, and he tried his best to reply to all of your comments, pinning the one he loves the most

↳ That being said, you're both busy being Ninja's of high status, so it's often that the only way you can see each other is via socials

↳ It had been a long week, but Lloyd was finally done with his mission in Ninjago City, heading back to the Monastery the next morning

↳ Of course, you had sent the blonde a stream of messages, along with a few videos and photos of you hanging out with the others

↳ Most of them where of you, Cole and Kai, engaging in things that he nor Wu would approve of, but he didn't say much because he loved seeing your smile

↳ However, at the end of all the giggle filled videos and Kai almost falling off a cliff, there was a photo of you with an exaggerated frown, stating that you missed him

↳ Lloyd shuffled a little as he glanced around the empty streets of Ninjago City, raising his camera a little to capture some of his face, stating that he missed you as well

↳ The angle of the photo was awkward, as well as his face, so you couldn't help but verbally laugh and adjust yourself to copy his actions

↳ Lloyd was confused at first at the photo your had sent, but he shook it off as he clambered into his hotel room, settling in for the night

↳ When he got back to you, it was finally a proper photo, a video attached of him showing you the small hotel room he was packed in before shaking his head in shame

↳ You sent a proper photo as well, before sending a video of your room before pointing your camera at the empty spot on your bed, clawing your hand into the sheets dramatically and letting out a fake sob

↳ He could only giggle to himself before sending you a photo of his camera resting on a table, his head peaking over the edge in a goofy manner, stating that he was going to take a shower real quick

↳ And you being you, jumped at the opportunity that was nearly handed to you on a silver platter

↳ You quickly replicated his photo, hoping he'd once again get the hint, before immediately sending a picture of you flexing, the photo sloppy in an attempt to reach him before he got in the shower

↳ He opened all of your messages on every social, making sure he didn't miss anything before going MIA for thirty minutes, accidentally missing the last snap you had sent his way

↳ While you were mourning your loss by screaming in your pillow and shaking your face violently in it, Lloyd occupied himself by taking a shower, hearing a delayed ding from his phone, which was resting on the vanity

↳ You decided to cope with your loss by scrolling through the other messages Lloyd had sent you before watching the videos Jay had sent you, most of them being nothing but Italian brain rot

↳ You were in the middle of telling Jay that the videos he sent were stupid, despite the clear tears of laughter in your eyes, when you saw a notification from Lloyd, two to be exact

↳ He swore he had never seen you open something from him so quick, jumping a little when he saw them instantly read

↳ You nearly screamed with joy when you opened up the first photo

↳ Lloyd had carefully wiped the mirror of any steam and posed with his arm flexed, somehow already in his pajamas, but you still took it as a victory

↳ The next photo was of him lying in bed with an exaggerated frown, stating that he missed you

↳ And of course you sent a shaky photo of you screaming, because how could you not?

↳ Now, Lloyd sends you unlimited flexing photos, seeing as you enjoyed them just as much as he enjoyed seeing you send them as well

↳ Another case of doesn't care about social media

↳ She got them only for you, but even then she still doesn't log online, even if you post and send her stuff

↳ She's decently busy fixing up the ruins you and the other Ninja made out of her vehicles, so she rarely indulges in stuff like that

↳ However, she is aware of trends that float around, and will do a few of them if they don't take too much time out of your days

↳ The ones she likes doing are quiet ones, not loud and aggressive ones

↳ Like the trend where you both sit on a park bench and shuffle your feet around, or the H.S.K.T trend, simple ones where she can see your smile and be close to you

↳ That being said, she doesn't understand most of them until you explain and show her examples later

↳ Currently she was down in Hangar Bay, working on a few small projects while you trained with the other Ninja in the Courtyard, she knew you were training because of the rumbles and loud laughter she somehow managed to hear feet below the earth

↳ She was absorbed in her work until she hear her phone buzz from the side, glancing over at it momentarily

↳ Pixal rarely ever got notifications on her phone, mostly because she turned off every single one save for yours and the other Ninja

↳ So when she picked up her phone, she nearly set it down when she saw it was from a social media app, but paused upon seeing your name

↳ Furrowing her brows, she set down her screw driver and carefully opened the message, blinking when she saw your sweaty face in the camera, a smile on your face

↳ Pixal blinked before she sent you a normal message, telling you to be careful before setting the phone down

↳ The millisecond before she could pick her screw driver back up, there was another buzz, her eyes looking over at her screen to see that you sent another photo

↳ This time, it was you facing the camera towards the Courtyard, showing off the fact that the others were training, you and Jay resting on the engawa

↳ Nodding her head to herself, she told you to enjoy your break and that she would be up soon before turning back towards her work

↳ A few minutes went by with nothing but silence, Pixal assuming you were taking her word as she screwed the last bolt into place

↳ When her phone buzzed again, she wasn't surprised in the slightest to see your name as the notification

↳ Opening up the photo, she furrowed her brows as she saw you nearly folded over your phone, claiming that Kai had tried to kill you

↳ Blinking, her fingers were quick to type a message, questioning if you were alright, only to get another picture of you in, clearly, fake distress, stating that you needed her

↳ Shaking her head, Pixal asked you with what you needed assistance with, watching as you read the message but took a while to reply

↳ When you sent another photo, she was half surprised to see you flexing in front of the camera, showing her the smallest scar known to man on your muscles, stating that you needed her to bandage you up

↳ It was hard to see the wound at all with the amount of sweat you were covered in, or maybe it was water from fighting Nya, but either way she sighed at your dramatic take

↳ She sent you a text telling you where the bandages were before she placed her phone back down, ignore the desperate buzzing as you spammed her

↳ She would, unfortunately, not send you a picture back of her flexing, but she would eventually leave the Hanger Bay to take care of you super serious injuries

↳ Honestly, you're just surprised that the has a phone to begin with

↳ Assuming this is after the merge happened, he's busy taking care of the Spectral Lands and the Underworld in your stead, allowing you to take care of Ninja stuff

↳ That being said, him having a phone isn't really a necessity since you both share a soul, but it's one that you both like to abuse every now and then

↳ Every now and then, you'd both send a tiktok to each other, or you would send him a picture with random words on it on instagram, along with pictures of cats and dogs, stating that you both were like them

↳ He understands trends well enough, because he literally shares your soul, so if you ever wanted to do one, he's always by your side

↳ While he might grumble about how stupid they might be, he'll do whatever you want him to do, because you're his Queen, and he's your Loyal Body Guard

↳ However, you were currently out on a mission, one that he unfortunately couldn't join as he needed to observe the Spectral Lands

↳ So whenever he had time to finally sit down and relax, he smiled when he saw you had sent him a photo, showing the area you were in

↳ Morro would simply shift a little and take a picture of the Spectral Lands for you, commenting about how the land missed your presence

↳ You would then take a picture of your face, Morro hiding his smile with his hand as he saw you smiling up at him, stating that you missed the land as well

↳ Clearing his throat and adjusting himself, Morro came to realize that he was the only one around, so he could let a smile or two slip

↳ Sending a photo of himself as well, you and Morro engaged in a small photo exchange war, both of you subconsciously sending photos that were similar to one another on accident

↳ Somehow, the topic you were chatting about with photos started to question which one of you was stronger, you claiming to be stronger than him, while he stated he was stronger since he needed to protect you

↳ Maybe it was the fact that you were both soul bound, but the two of you managed to find only one way to prove yourself to the other

↳ Flexing, duhh

↳ Your outfit was heavy with layers, barely even recognizable as a Gi as you shuffled some of it off, flexing your arm with a confident look on your face as you sent the photo to your Guard, claiming to be stronger than him

↳ And at the same time, Morro had sent one your way as well, same grin on his face as yours, nearly the same angle, and nearly the same caption as your photo

↳ You both stared at one another's pictures for a moment, blinking as you realized you accidentally sent the exact same thing to each other

↳ You were the first one to break the awkward silence, a photo of half your face as you ate a small snack, the caption simply saying that Morro was a ghost and that he had no muscle

↳ To which he could only sigh and shake his head, shutting off his phone and deciding to not engage in your teases, knowing that he would always somehow end up losing

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guys do NOT watch the entirety of possession and then immediately jump to dr s3 ep 3. i made this terrible mistake and it felt like dropping my beloved (albeit deeply troubled) infant son off at daycare, getting repeatedly kicked in the shins by the staff, and then having them hand him back to me as a 30 year old war vet for two seconds flat before taking him out back and shooting him in the head in front of me

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