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Asking for Morro headcanons. Also, redeemed Morro x rich girlfriend?☹️

[METANOIA READER USED]

[MORRO X YOU]

↳ First things first, Morro is not the kind of guy to be rude to his S/O and I will stand by that

↳ If he chose to date you, it's because he truly loves you, and nothing will ever change that

↳ He's broken from his past, but his rough exterior is one that completely crumbles whenever he is around you

↳ For once he actually lets himself just be him for a moment, because he is not the aggressive person he makes himself out to be

↳ If the two of you are dating pre-redemption, he is very cautious about where you go and what you do. Not in a stalking kind of way, or a way that insists he's holding you back, no. Simply one of fear that you'll end up hurt without him

↳ Him being a ghost is tricky, but since your Element allows you to make yourself a ghost as well, you can indulge in whatever he needs

↳ You're the Queen of the Departed Realm and he is your loyal Guard, he wouldn't have it any other way

↳ Pre-redemption arc is a decently rough time with him, as he is desperate to achieve his goal of becoming the Green Ninja and letting the Preminent free from the Cursed Realm

↳ While he is possessing Lloyd's body, he never touches you, nor does he attempt to get close. He feels as though you only deserve him as him, not when he is in the someone else's form.

↳ Though, that doesn't mean he won't stare at you longingly, watching as you messed around with the few ghosts he had summoned to help him

↳ You're so bright and full of life, Morro doesn't know what to do with himself, and he fears that he is never enough for you

↳ Even after his redemption, he feels like you could do better, that he shouldn't be with you. You're so perfect, so pure and happy that it hurts him to see you be that way with others that aren't him. With people that are real, someone you can touch.

↳ Please grab him and assure him that despite everything that has happened, he is still your boyfriend. That you wouldn't have it any other way.

↳ However I will note that he definitely wouldn't confess to you pre-redemption arc, he wouldn't feel right to do so.

↳ Even after he's redeemed, it takes a whileeee for him to feel comfortable enough to tell you that he likes you

↳ Once together, expect a lot of late night visits from him

↳ You'll know he's around when you feel the air around you shift to a cooler tone

↳ He loves it when you're simply just around him, and he doesn't mind if you can't touch him at times

↳ But if he had a preference, he enjoys having your pinkies interlocked, just in case he needs to protect you

↳ Up until the merge, he still has his powers, so he enjoys using them on you

↳ Whenever you need to descend the Bounty, whether it be from a great height or not, he's always by your side

↳ He scoops you up and holds you bridal style before gently placing the two of you down onto the ground

↳ He also enjoys messing up your hair with a furry of wind at random times, he likes seeing you desperately try to fix it

↳ Whenever you're in a fight, and he isn't able to physically be there, there are subtle hints that he's trying to help. A forceful wind pushing your opponent off balance, a breeze that blew leaves in their faces to blind them, or a gust of wind that tosses the person back. He's always there

↳ Since you're in charge of Three Realms, (and your mommy's dead) you've got a decent amount of cash on stand by

↳ Morro isn't someone who enjoys physical gifts as much as your words or your touch, but he appreciates everything you do give him

↳ Your go to is often buying him new equipment for him to use, or maybe something that he could find useful

↳ And of course theres the playful gifts, such as you decking his weapon out in stickers, or replacing what clothes he can wear with a shade he typically doesn't enjoy

↳ Speaking of clothes, since you can ghost out, you know what to buy him and how to order it

↳ Which of course goes for a hefty price

↳ Morro doesn't really enjoy the idea of you spending your money on him, but at the end of the day if you feel the need to, he will just accept fate

↳ Come dragons rising, if you're still with the Ninja he will keep his distance.

↳ However, he does long for you while in the Spectral Lands, just wondering when you'll stop by and say hello to him

↳ Sometimes you stop by and stay for days on end, and others it's a quick touch and go. But Morro loves any visit from you, though he does enjoy the longer ones more

↳ At the end of the day, Morro finds comfort in your warm bed, holding you as best as he can while you sleep

↳ You're able to hold him and reciprocate what you can while conscious, but once that slips away, you become physical once more

↳ But that's nothing too troublesome for Morro, he'll just lay there and watch as you sleep, his hand passing through your skin as he continuously tries to caress it

↳ He thinks you're the best thing to happen to him

↳ As for dates, Morro doesn't like going out in public, especially after the whole incident of him trying to enslave humanity but whatever he's changed !!

↳ He enjoys going out for long hikes, sitting in wheat fields and playing with each others hair, watching movies in your room, simple stuff that doesn't involve a lot of commotion

↳ He likes having your attention solely on him, not anywhere else

↳ He's a quiet lover, but the way he shows his love is very loud if you pick up on his cues

↳ He'll start with holding your pinky, then shifting to hold your hand

↳ Then, when you're both alone, he gets closer, holding you in his arms while you return the gesture

↳ His kisses are hesitant and gentle, too scared of pressing too close

↳ They are light and airy, sometimes if you blink, you'll miss them

↳ His favorite place to kiss you depends on the situation

↳ While his overall favorite place is your own lips, he loves to kiss the back of your neck and right under your jaw. The areas aren't too out in the open, and they are places that aren't common for kisses. He does this so that you know he's kissing you, as he sees the look of disappointment that crosses your face when you miss one

↳ When you allow him to kiss you, he loves holding your face in his hands, and he loves having his body close to yours

↳ They are always quick kisses, but he loves to linger afterwards, holding you close and just staring down at you, seeing your smile

↳ But if you were want a longer one, he would of course give it to you, how could he not?

↳ He kisses with his eyes closed, he's not a weirdo lmao

↳ Overall, he's quiet, gentle and reassuring, someone that has lingering touches

↳ He's always there with you in one way or another, keeping you safe from the sides

↳ Constantly longing for you, and breathing sighs of relief whenever he finally gets to hold you again

↳ He loves you too much to let you go, and he never will. He will seek shelter in your arms for years to come, holding you tightly and kissing you as much as he can.

I LOVE MORRO SOBS

[p3n-i3]

Cole Brookestone, I'll always love you

[METANOIA READER USED]

[COLE X YOU]

[LIGHT SPOILERS FOR METANOIA]

You and Cole have a long history together, one that I haven't touched on much.

Your first meeting was when you were no younger than five, maybe six depending on when your birthday falls. It was the end of the summer and your mother had just left, and so had Lloyd. You were lonely and had no one else, at least that's what you had thought.

When your mother left, she told your father about the boy across the street, that he was an Elemental Master like you. However, your father was a protective man, and after the whole Lloyd situation, he wasn't having any of it. He loved you, and he'd be damned if he saw his little girl getting harmed by another boy, even if you both were 'just friends'.

Your father searched around town, trying to look for little girls that were around your age, kids you would get along with. While your father was out, Cole stumbled into your backyard with blood on his palms and scraped up knees. You were out on the back porch scribbling with chalk when you saw him, seeing the way he forced his tears down as he stared at you.

Cole quickly recognized the fact that you saw him, and tried to hide his hands behind his back. "I'm sorry, I thought his was my backyard... Where's the way to the street?" The boy was sniffling and you could clearly tell that he was hurt, despite his efforts to try and hide it. And, you being you, felt like you just had to help him, despite your father telling you to not get involved with boys.

You stood up from the porch and stumbled over to him, carefully grabbing his arm, the boy glancing at you. "I'll help you, but don't tell my Papa. I'm not supposed to talk to boys." You gestured for the boy to keep quiet as you tugged him towards your back door, barely catching his nod. From there, you opened the screen door and led him through your house and into the living room, sitting him down before running to the bathroom.

You weren't the best person to ask for help, as the way you applied bandages could've been better, but Cole was appreciative. You cleaned his wounds and tried to get rid of the blood that stained his long shorts and shirt. It was a group effort, but you managed to get it somewhat clean, to the point where Lou and Lilly wouldn't worry too much about what he had done.

After you were both done, Cole was about to leave your house when you stopped him. "Let me walk you home. You said you tripped while climbing a mountain, and you'll probably trip again." You huffed as you swatted his hand away from the door knob and grabbing it yourself. Cole just nodded his head, too sheepish to talk to you and allowed you to just do what you wanted. After all, he had never seen a girl as pretty as you before.

You were holding onto Cole's arm as he pointed to the house right across from your own, listening to you gasp. "You're my neighbor!" You smiled as you turned around to face Cole, watching as he nodded and shuffled into his front yard, the grass more vibrant than yours. "Papa always told me that no one my age lived here, we should be friends." Cole blinked and turned over as he stood in front of his door, shuffling on his feet before repeating your words back to you. Your father said you're not supposed to talk to boys.

It was then that Cole saw your frown, a small amount of panic building in him as he reached his bandaged hand forward. However, the door behind him creaked open, a small cough coming from inside as you turned to face it. "Oh, Cole, did you bring home a friend?" The tall woman asked her son gently, her eyes drifting over towards you and giving you a smile.

Suddenly, you didn't feel as confident as you did alone with Cole, your gaze shifting to the ground. "I wanna be his friend miss, but my Papa says I can't be friends with boys." You mumbled as you kicked the dirt underneath you, hesitantly letting go of Cole's arm, letting him free. But Cole stayed right next to you, a frown on his face as he turned up to face his mother.

Lilly chuckled a little at seeing the two of you frowning and pouting, crouching down to your heights. "That's fine, I'll talk to your father. I know him very well, me and my husband." You blinked as you felt Lilly's hand touch your shoulder, watching as your eyes widened as you looked up at her. "Of course I will. Now, head home, your father might get worried if you're gone for too long." Nodding your head, you gave the woman your thanks before turning over to Cole, giving him a bright smile as a goodbye.

That was your first meeting with Cole, and it certainly wasn't the last, because the next day you were back at his house. Your father was very prudent on you visiting the boy, stating that he was up to no good. But every time he grew suspicious, Lilly and Lou were right there to reassure him that the two of you were just children looking for friendship. The idea of you both making it past childhood was a fond one, but one that they never really considered.

As you and Cole started to grow, you were given more freedom with how you both hanged out. You were allowed to leave the neighborhood and walk around town, glancing at the small convenient stores and occasionally buying a snack to share. And eventually, you were allowed to run towards the pass between the two mountains your town was placed inside of.

Though your father approved that distance simply because he thought nothing was down there, nothing besides merchants. He did take note that you and Cole went down to the pass more often than not, but he never put much thought into it. Simply because Lou would state that you both were just curious, maybe you were both looking at Ninjago City in the distance.

But that wasn't the case. You had found a small two story house on the side of a beat up road, a simple power line and a mini windmill a couple feet away from it. The grass was dead with weeds, brown and littered with the sand that surrounded your town, a small creek in the back being full of the only life out there. That and the stray cats you and Cole fed.

The house was worn down, the wood creaking with each step, or the walls screaming with every small brush of the wind. But neither you nor Cole cared, in fact you embraced these small features as best as you could. There was nothing but broken furniture inside of the house, some of them usable, and others not so much, yet you still tried to fix them.

Your favorite place, and Cole's as default, was on the second floor, a decent sized bedroom with a mattress pinned against the wall. You and Cole would sit on your knees and lean out of the windowless wall, watching as people crossed through the pass. Sometimes, you would toss a few rocks towards the travelers that screamed no good, ducking down and giggling at each other when they tried to find you.

When the days got too hot, you and Cole would retreat to the creek behind the house, as it was shallow. Sometimes you would just sit in the water, talking about school or other harmless hobbies. But most of the time, the two of you were splashing each other and engaging in small water fights, scaring the fishes. Sometimes, the stray cats you fed would join in, shaking themselves and splashing you both with the water from their coats.

Cole loved that house to death, memorizing from front to back, drawing it in his old sketch book. He knew that when you were both older, you would move into that house, or maybe one built after it. Though, Cole would prefer the actual house, he would clean it up as best as he could for either of you, no matter how long that took.

You, not so much, as it quickly became something that you almost forgot about. But Cole didn't blame you for almost forgetting it, you had a lot on your plate since you were a girl going through her things. He would always be right by your side if you stated you didn't feel well enough to go out and visit the house, bringing you what you needed.

Whenever you started your cycle, your father started to tighten his rules around Cole. You were growing and curious, and your father hated the idea of you leaving him just like your mother had done. And though he knew that Cole was a good kid, one that wouldn't overstep any boundaries placed, he was still paranoid. What if you both fell in love and ran away, would you still remember your father, or would you be too consumed with Cole and your possible children?

You loved your father to death, you knew that he was just trying to protect you, but his rules were starting to get a little crazy. Cole was going through his own changes as well, you both acknowledged that in your own ways. But you neither pushed farther than needed, because it was a sensitive subject, you both knew that, and you wondered if your father did as well.

Cole abided by your fathers rules, keeping his distance while hanging out, not touching your hand, not looking for too long... It wasn't until his mother started to get sick did he start to break those rules. Cole wanted comfort from someone that wasn't his father, something that wasn't his bed and someone that saw him for him. And you were that person.

You would both sneak around, hugging each other tightly and getting closer than what your father would have wanted. While to him, it might've looked like you both were secretly dating, it was the complete opposite. Cole just wanted to be comforted by you, to know that everything was alright, and you wanted to be there for him in anyway you could. So, you would sneak over and hug the boy as he slept, something that he would learn how to reciprocate when it came time.

When Cole's mother passed, he became distant from his father, and Lou became distant from him. The two of them rarely spoke, your friend indulging in you and his father indulging in his job, leaving for Ninjago City more often. It was then that your father understood just how much the two of you needed each other, and slowly started to break down the walls he had built.

You and Cole were inseparable after his mother passed, it got to the point where your advisors made sure you were both in the same classes in high school. And although you didn't know it was on purpose, you had a sneaking suspicion that it was your father's plan. He was always a man that made sure you were safe, and now that he was warming up to Cole, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Cole was a boy.

All through out high school, or the years Cole was with you, the two of you stuck together. Cole made sure to sit next to you in classes, made sure to eat lunch with you, and made sure no one talked ill about you. He wasn't a guy who would actively engage in a small fight, but he was one that would throw an insult or two if it came to the point. He was humble, but seeing as this was before he was a ninja, he was a little more rough around the edges than usual.

He would hide you behind his back when at parties you were invited to, asking if you were alright. If you wanted to go to football games or band concerts, he was right next to you, cheering and glancing at you every now and then. He never wanted you to feel uncomfortable, so if you showed the smallest sign of it, he was standing up and helping you leave.

High school was a rough patch for you, as your Elemental Abilities were starting to creep in, and your father passed away. You moved in with Cole after he had passed, Cole unsure of how to act without your father around. When he was around, Cole always knew what rules he had to follow, and how your father wanted him to treat you. But now that he was gone, Cole had no idea if what he was doing was right with you.

While he was following blind and broken rules, ones that were starting to fade with time, you chose to break them farther. Your father stated that in no condition would the two of you share a bed, but you broke that. You slept right next to your friend, hugging him tightly and crying into his shoulder, the warmth of your two bodies being greater than the clothes on your backs.

And with these broken rules came a friendship that mended itself so tight that it was almost suffocating. For the few months Cole had left with you, he was glued to your side, holding your hand and holding you close. Nothing was too private for either of you, the boy sitting on the sink while you showered, the curtain drawn and covering you.

You were so consumed with grief that you barely were able to accept and move on, shutting away your teenage years. With this came no idea of love for you, it was something that was so distant, yet eager for your classmates. Some wanted to find the love of their live in high school, others just wanted small flings here and there, you and Cole wanted neither.

Cole wanted you, and you wanted to be free of grief.

A handful of girls and boys took interest in you, as you were a good looking person, one that some envied. You took care of yourself as best as you could, and your green streaks, something that people used to distain, became something people sought for. You were somewhat popular, but you had no idea, because you never engaged with anyone. Cole knew it, though, and he hated it.

He hated seeing how others looked at you, not how he looked at you, no, it was something different. Most looked at you with kind eyes, stares of admiration and longing, and others look at you with nothing but lust and rage. You were pretty, Cole and the others knew it, you knew it, and it was something that Cole ended up hating at one point.

You were so pretty that it physically hurt him to watch you go outside and go to class. He would see the way others tried so hard to get your attention in ways that weren't just kind gestures. He saw the way girl and boys would cling to you, asking for you to spend just one night with them, even if the question was innocent, a sleepover. Yeah right.

And Cole knew that if he wasn't right next to you that you would accept blindly. You weren't naive nor were you stupid, but you wanted everyone to be happy, and you loved seeing people smile. You hated the frown that encapsulated their faces when Cole would touch your shoulder, saying that you were busy that night. Or that you couldn't make it, that you had a curfew or whatever bullshit Cole was able to make up on the spot.

You knew something was wrong, as half the lies he made up were far from the truth, but you said nothing. Maybe it was because you secretly didn't want to go with the strangers that were your classmates. Or maybe it was because you didn't want to feel another persons hands on you, someone that wasn't Cole.

However, when Cole left Sophomore year to become a Ninja, you were a target that was far too large. You knew how to defend yourself, of course you did, but you hated seeing people upset. And everyone knew that you hated seeing people sad, so they used that to their advantage.

"Y/n, why don't you come to my party? We won't do anything crazy, just a few shots."

"There's going to be a get together of a couple people this weekend, I'll be there. Do you want to come with me? Nothing's going to happen."

"Tomorrow is my birthday, won't you come to my house to celebrate it? Yes, other people will be there. Come on, don't you want to wish me a happy birthday? It would mean the world if you came."

People threw around excuses, ways to slip around your words and make your heart tug at the idea. You hated seeing people upset, and the pouts on their faces didn't make it any easier for you to turn them down. Of course, you turned down what you could, but for the few parties that you attended, you forced yourself into a corner and prayed that everything would blow over.

You felt so alone without your friend, and you didn't dare to reach out to others. They were too daring, and you were too vulnerable, you didn't trust anyone else with your heart and your body besides Cole. He was your only friend, the only man you would allow to see you hurt, to see you as you were.

High school dragged for you until you met a girl, you couldn't remember her face, but you remembered her bright red hair. She was popular enough to have a few people in her friend group, and she was gorgeous. And for some reason, she thought you were the prettiest thing she had ever seen, someone she needed to have in her life.

So, you indulged in her for a little while, because her gaze was so sweet, not like the others. Her touch was soft, and she always made sure to check if you were comfortable before holding your hand. However, her love towards you didn't feel right, and in the end you couldn't reciprocate what she was giving you. While it hurt you to see her upset, you knew it was better than blindly filling her with false hope.

Once you were out of high school, you lived with Lou for a little while before the guilt started to eat at you once more. Someone came and killed your father, cold blooded murder, and you were afraid they would get Lou as well. So, you packed what little you had and moved to Ninjago City, telling Lou that you would visit him often, and go see his shows in the city.

From there, you got a job at an animal shop, and made a decent living, abandoning your thoughts of going any further. Cole would exchange letters with you, giving you cool gadgets he found on his missions. Though, it wasn't enough, you still felt lonely. You and your three contacts in your phone, Cole, Lou and one of Lou's work friends.

You watched from the sidelines as Cole saved the City time and time again, happy to see him alright. Though despite the fact that he was right there, so close and within reach, you were too scared to go up and just say hello. It was only when Zane had passed did you realize just how lonely your friend might've felt, seeing his frown at the funeral. Yet, you remained quiet, and left your prayers silently.

A few months passed after that, and you received a letter, but it wasn't from Cole. It was an invitation to a Tournament of Elements, stating your full name and the Element you had desperately been trying to hide. Panic consumed you at the thought of Cole finding out, and you quickly threw away the invitation, hiding away for a week.

A part of you was worried that you would be reprimanded for not attending the event, but nothing happened in the days pass. You watched as Cole once again saved the city, a feeling of relief crossing you. Maybe you secretly dodged a bullet.

From there, Cole was sent to find you, Wu breaking the news that you were an Elemental Master. While Cole didn't want to believe it, he supposed that there were signs that he had chosen to ignore. But he didn't want to accept it, he hates the idea of you being blindly tossed into danger like he constantly was. But, he would also be closer to you, and he craved that.

Time passed, and when he met you again after searching for Wu, he swore he fell in love again. You had matured, as did he, and you looked different, and you held a different emotion, one he couldn't understand. Your eyes were cold, and your expression was overwhelmingly sad, yet your touch was gentle, and your smile was persistent.

And when you almost died, oh he was so unbearably sad. Seeing your eyes staring back at him with nothing, not even the smallest shine to signal you were alive. Your skin was paling from blood loss, and your face was covered with the liquid and your own vomit. You stunk from the rain water, and your hair was a mess of hair dye and your green streaks sticking out from it.

When you were finally granted permission to go back to the Monastery, Cole was unsure of how to feel. While he was happy you were alive and going to be alight, he didn't like the idea of you continuing to be a Ninja. He wanted you to turn around, to go home and live a life that wasn't full of danger, to live with peace. But he knew you couldn't.

You're the Queen of Three Realms, The Departed Realm deepened on you and fed off your emotions. The Cursed Realm was broken, and you were desperately trying to fix it, sowing the holes that were created from the Prieminents fall. The Underworld was a Realm that was so close to insanity that if you glanced away for even a second, all hell would break loose. There is no way you were going to find rest like this, so Cole just sucked it up.

But if you're going to stay as a Ninja, you're never leaving his line of sight, he made that clear to Lloyd. To which, the blonde could only nod and agree, neither of the Ninja's finding a good reason to let you be alone. While you might hate the idea of constantly being tied to another, your friends couldn't bear to lose you. Not again.

I love your guys' relationship in Metanoia so badly ugh

[p3n-i3]

Thinking abt...

[METANOIA READER USED]

[[MAINLY]COLE/JAY/ZANE/LLOYD/KAI/NYA/MORRO X YOU]

Imagine prom in the Ninjago movie verse.

Proms only a thing for Juniors and Seniors so you only had the honor of attending homecoming. (you still go to homecoming but its lame in comparison) Thus brings up the heated debate on who's going to ask you out first, as everyone has been sitting on it. Spoiler alert, it's Cole who asked you to be his prom date first, but he had the advantage of you living with him.

He actually asked you to be his prom date on complete accident, it was late at night when he had done so. He was lying on his back in your bed while you were sprawled on the opposite side, hand slapped against his face and foot on his leg. Of course he got uncomfortable real quick and decided to take up the bed as well, almost trapping you under him.

When you groaned out his name, half conscious, and asked him to move, Cole kinda froze and forgot what you had asked. It was silent and you thought that this was the end of the line for you until you heard him speak. "Go to prom with me... as my date." He was so tired you couldn't even hear him speak properly, and his face was buried in the mattress as well.

You, being tired as well, said yeah sure okay before flipping over and away from him. You both slept after that before you woke up in the morning, eating breakfast when it suddenly hit Cole. He was bewildered and asked if you remembered what he had asked you last night. You stared at him long and hard, making him panic, before you nodded your head. "Yeah, you asked me to flip over then something about cake." Oh he is cheering that you forgot holy shit.

Literally asked you to be his prom date that day while you were both walking home from school. It wasn't anything fancy, but he knew you wouldn't care any less, and you really didn't. You kinda just stopped and looked at him with a smirk before dramatically falling in his arms, stating that you had been waiting since the prom date was released for him to ask you. In truth you really had been and you were about to grow a pair and ask him yourself, but thankfully he beat you to it.

You also wouldn't have minded if the others had asked you out, but you knew that Cole would somehow be the one. He was totally nonchalant after you accepted his proposal too. (no he wasn't) And the second you were both home you told Lou and he was actually over the moon.

However telling Lou you were both going to prom was a mistake, saying you were going together? Oh brother yall are cooked.

You guys started to dread going home, Cole even temporarily joined your club so you both could stay after school. Lou had mandatory dance lessons after school, teaching you both how to slow dance. He stated that it was simply because he didn't want the two of you to embarrass yourselves at prom, but you saw his camera. He is a LIER.

Lou knows you're both going to embarrass yourselves on prom night, everyone does, but he clings to that excuse. Now, it's not that you and Cole don't like the dance lessons, they are fine and you both don't care, but it's odd. The two of you knew how to slow dance, Lou made sure you did the second you moved in, it was your moving audition or something. But Lou was practically shoving it down yalls throats..

Eventually he does stop pestering you both and allows you both to just be goofy people. However, he is always there when it comes to prom planning, he's lurking and stalking. You guys could literally be TEXTING about prom while right next to each other and suddenly he's a mind reader.

That being said, he goes with you and Cole when going dress and/or suit shopping for both of you. Since you guys are each others dates, of course yall gotta match, are you kidding. Cole also has devious plans to ask you out again for next year, so he's already got ideas brewing.

This year, you both are going to wear his favorite color, and next year you'll both wear yours. That being said, you'll have to suck it up and wear orange, because the smile on Cole's face when he sees you in it is priceless. Whether it's a dress in the color, or your tie is matching his, he is over the moon and giddy with excitement. He literally giggles and comes over to hug you, to which you try and escape but you really can't.

On the night of prom, the two of you are of course getting ready together. He helps you do your hair and you do his, he helps you tie whatever you need, helps you put on your shoes, you name it he's doing it. He loves just sitting and watching you get ready for the night, the kindest and sweetest smile lacing his face. He is so in love oh my god help him.

Once you're both done and put together Lou takes a billion pictures there's no running from him. You can see barely see it on his face, but Cole's eyes show just how shy he is right next to you. Usually, he is all about wrapping his arm around your waist and hugging you close, but right now he is an actual mess.

His arm is hovering over your waist as he stands with as much distance as possible, you and Lou are glaring at him. Grab him by the suit and drag him next to you or he will not get any closer than what he's doing. He is just so embarrassed because it feels wrong to be right next to you right now, you just look so pretty. He can't help it, he feels like if he touches you, you'll crumble and run away.

After an embarrassing photo session that almost ends up with you both being late, you arrive to prom. Of course it's loud as shit, but Cole is always blasting music so you lowkey don't have any hearing left. It's hard to find the others, so you both decide to just hang out before searching for them, who knows, maybe they'll find you.

Having you both wander is actually a bad idea because you both ended up at the DJ stand. Cole is begging the DJ to take his song requests while you're behind his back, throwing both of your names in for prom King and Queen. You both turn back around to face each other when you're done, and Cole knows something is wrong because of the smile on your face. He says nothing though because he has no proof...

Kai and Nya are the first people to spot you through the crowd, each of their reactions being heartfelt. Nya is screaming your name with a wide smile, while Kai is also screaming, but he actually looks petrified. The two of them waste no time throwing themselves on you and hugging you tightly, swaying the three of you side to side momentarily.

After breaking apart, Nya sticks to your side, holding your arm gently while she eyes you up and down with the biggest smile ever. Kai, on the other hand, is throwing an arm around Cole's shoulder and bringing him in close. "You're lucky, you know that? I was totally gonna ask her..." Cole just rolls his eyes and shoves him off playfully, because yeah right. Even as Kai is muttering about next year, Cole is just shaking his head with a stupid smile.

Kai eventually saunters back over to you, throwing his arm over your shoulder and keeping you close. The music is loud, and everyone else is louder, so it's hard to hear him when he speaks. It's only when he bends down and presses the side of his head to yours do you actually start to hear him.

It's hard to make out exactly what he's saying, but you're giggling nonetheless because his breath is ticklish. With the way the two of you are holding each other and with your giggles, people started to think he was actually your prom date. Was this Kai's plan? Maybe, but he's a Ninja, he's sneaky like that.

From the depths of the crowd, Jay eventually swam through them and found your group. You're the first one to notice the timid boy, and you practically SHOVED Kai off you to greet him. Jay is about to combust, you threw your arms around him and he got one sniff of your perfume and he's dead. Like, he actually goes limp in your arms.

Since he's a tad shorter than you, you're throwing your arms around his shoulders and pulling him in that way. You're of course mindful of his hair since it looked put together, and try to keep your distance from it. However, your cheek is pressed against his and his chest is on yours, he is not breathing at this point. You always were a close hugger, even giving everyone little kisses of appreciation on the cheek, but wowowowow.

When you pull away, you're shaking the boys by the shoulders, screaming about how you didn't expect Jay to be here. In reality, Jay actually did NOT want to come, but he also realized that you and Cole would be coming. Since he didn't want to miss out on seeing you, I mean seeing everyone, he decided last minute to come.

You're too absorbed in telling Jay how nice he looked that you didn't notice Zane sneaking up behind you. It's only when the boy touches your shoulder do you whip around to face him, your smile bright. Zane almost malfunctions because HELLO WHAT THE FUCK UR SO PRETTY??? Your smile is so wide and your eyes are so bright he is in awe.

He is only blinked out of his trance when you hug his abdomen tightly. He chuckles and carefully places his hands on your hips as a way to return the hug, ducking his head low. His suit is all white so you're careful to not touch your face to it, but you note that he smells better than usual. (He made sure he was extra perfect for you)

It's rather easy to find Lloyd that night, as everyone is distancing themselves from the boy as usual. You were quick to wave him over, watching as he sheepishly did so and opened his arms up for a hug. Please hug him. right now.

He's almost as embarrassed as Jay, but he does have a little bit of confidence in him. After all, he seems to feel a little more comfortable with his surroundings whenever you are around. However, the second you tell him he looks good and he's actually dead wow okay.

Once your group is done and sorted through, Kai is quickly dragging you to the dance floor with Cole right behind him. Sure, Cole's fine with you hanging out with everyone else, but you're his date so.. you don't mind if he tags along with, right?

Now, Kai isn't all up on you in like a weird way, but he's all up on you because it's Kai. He's holding your hand, pulling your arm, holding you close to him while he attempts to dance, which he sucks at. You're practically being manhandled on that damn dance floor but it's in the silliest and non threatening way possible.

He's the guy that would drag you to the dance floor if he heard the songs like Cupid Shuffle or Wobble come on. Even if the most underground song came on, you're going with him if he thinks the vibes are right. And guess what? With Kai, they are always right because he just has the positive mind set.

With the other Smith, Nya is also someone who pulls you to the dance floor, but when her favorite songs come on. Her songs are kinda like niche so it's rare, but if some white girl music comes on she drags you on as a joke. Of course she does stuff for the bit, but she ends up enjoying the results, because she likes seeing you laughing.

She'll hold your hands and bounce the two of you back and forth on the floor, occasionally knocking someone over. She really isn't someone who gets dressed up for fancy occasions, so you're a little surprised that she did. Her hair is tied up as always though, it makes you smile to note that some things just don't change about your friends.

When you're not being bombarded by the siblings to dance, you're more than likely at the snack bar with Cole and Jay. Your friend couldn't help himself when he saw portions of his favorite sweets, and you just so happened to drag Jay with you. Although the ginger isn't complaining, snacking is the safest option besides standing in the corner at prom.

Still, Jay does shift a little when a few songs come on, so you and Cole of course shuffle together with the boy. It's nothing big or crazy, just both of your arms wrapped around the ginger and swaying the three of you side to side. Jay's just sheepishly giggling and leaning closer to you than Cole, his friend joking around and getting closer to him. All you can do is laugh and do the same as Cole, seeing how embarrassed it makes Jay.

Jay's not really the one to snack as much, but when he does he's a little bit of a messy eater. You're just dramatically sighing and wiping his face off while you're both tucked in a corner, Cole somewhere else. Jay is continuously shuffling as he had his back pressed against the wall, you ridiculously close to him with a focused expression.

Of course nothing happens, to Jay's disappointment, but it does get a few stares every now and then. And when you're done pampering Jay and making sure that he didn't stain his suit, you're being dragged away. By who you may ask? Morro of course !!

Again, he's all fine and dandy with you being close with your other friends, but sometimes he's just a little selfish. He rarely gets to go on outings with you that aren't just club activities, so he tries to take what he can get. And you were just standing there staring at Jay, so obviously you weren't doing anything too important.

Morro isn't the person to go to public outings, you of all people know that, so you're not surprised when he sat you both at one of the tables. The two of you kind of just stare at each other, a knowing smile on your face as Morro attempts to look away from you. But he finds it hard when you look so radiant, something he really isn't used to.

You never dress up to go out with him, because you guys always go out into the woods or some abandoned building. There's no real reason for you to make yourself look nice when you're going to end up tearing a piece of clothing. Not only that, but if you did decide to make yourself look nice for those simple occasions, Morro would be more than distracted. And he couldn't afford that, how else was he supposed to protect you if he's distracted looking at you?

The two of you quietly point at a few classmates and giggle when you see them trip over their feet. It's only when Lloyd comes over and traces his hand over your shoulder before sitting down does Morro's expression shift. The blonde typically isn't confident when it comes to you, Morro as well, but there are certain instances where they both grow a pair.

And that's when they are in each other's vicinity.

Morro and Lloyd went to the same Elementary and Middle school, they have generational beef. Lloyd was always a single score better than Morro in their classes, and despite the fact that the blonde was the most hated, he was still more popular. Sure, his popularity was fueled by hate, but at least people were looking at him, acknowledging him.

So when it came to high school, the two of course split and never talked again, until they both met you. Lloyd had of course found you first, Morro always being a step behind him, but you loved the two of them all the same. However, they are kinda stupid and can't really see that, so they always make it a competition to see who you can focus on for longer.

Lloyd sat himself down on your other side, watching as your eyes followed his figure with a smile as he did so. Shuffling in your chair, Lloyd asked what the two of you were doing, watching as you started to explain. The blondes eyes tried to stay on you, but they were more focused on the black haired individual right next to you, a deep frown on his face.

Lloyd only smiled and shuffled a little closer, his arm draped on the back of your chair as he leaned his head closer. You paused you talking to narrow your eyes at him, watching as he just blinked innocently at you. To which, you smacked your hand lightly on his face and pushed him away, listening to him giggle as he sat back in his chair properly.

Once your hand was back to your side, you felt a finger craze against the skin of your arm. Turning over, you could see the silent plea Morro held in his eyes as he glared at Lloyd momentarily, the blonde unaware. Sighing and shaking your head, you kicked the boys ankle a little to get your point across, Morro just huffing at you.

The three of you sat there, light bickering coursing between the two before the music started to shift. Your lips pursed a little as you heard the tunes slowly shift into something softer, slower, something that gave you after school trauma. And you could also feel the glares of the two boys next to you on one another as Lloyds grip on the back of your chair tightened.

Sighing and smiling, you glanced backwards and stood up when you felt your friend coming over, saving you. Cole was quick to drag you away from the two green heads, watching as you gave them a brief wave. The two of them could only just sink back into their chairs and watch you and Cole disappear with small frowns on their faces. Oh well, maybe one day.

While the after school dance lessons were traumatizing, it was still something you and Cole enjoyed. And it was clear that you both did when your friend carefully took your hand in his, placing his hand carefully on your waist. You returned the soft gestures by squeezing his hand right back and placing your other on his shoulder, staring up at the taller with a smile.

The dance was nothing special, as most slow dances are, just the two of you swaying side to side with the occasional spin. However, it felt like everything was right in the world with Cole as he stared down at you. Seeing you looking up at him with lights covering you perfectly, wearing his favorite color and holding him just as gently. He was about to pass away, sos.

While Cole had his eyes practically glued on you, that doesn't mean he isn't paying attention to everything. He notices the way another couple might accidentally get too close before shuffling the two of you out of their way. He makes sure your shoes don't accidentally catch onto the small lift in the floor boards, the venue your school had picked wasn't the best. But he does never fail to notice the way you kindly thank him with your eyes afterwards, that is something he never misses.

And when the song comes to an end, you shift your arms to wrap around his neck, watching as his smile shifts for a moment. Cole looks almost panicked as he places both of his hands on your waist, holding you carefully. Rolling your eyes and tugging him a little closer, you place your forehead on his, looking him in the eyes and thanking him for bringing you.

Cole just dumbly nods his head while trying to keep his gaze focused on your eyes, not anywhere else. It's not like he wants to kiss you or anything, that would be weirdddd. You're both friends, the best of friends! Why would he wanna kiss his amazingly gorgeous, funny, beautiful, striking, amazing, kind and sweet best friend???

It's only when you lean to the side and kiss his cheek does he let a small giggle slip. Cole was quick to shut his mouth though, keeping his gaze at the floor as you pulled back and looked at him. The two of you glance at each other momentarily before either of you is bursting out with laughter, the boy just dragging your chest to his and dragging you off the dance floor.

As the night unwinds, you find yourself seated with Cole at one of the tables, your shoulder pressed against his. He has his arm lazily wrapped around your side, keeping you close, while clicking around on his phone. You on the other hand have your eyes closed, attempting to take a small power nap as Cole bounced his leg impatiently. The two of you had practically done all you could at the venue, and it was starting to get late, you were both only staying to see who won prom King and Queen.

Though Cole wasn't particularly interested in seeing who won, you seemed like you cared a lot. So, he decided to stick it out for just a little longer, messaging his father that you both were going to leave after a while. Lou could only pester your friend into sending every picture that was taken, Cole just shaking his head as he adjusted his posture.

Whenever someone would walk over, the boy would randomly shift, pulling you slightly closer. It's not that he wasn't against you going up and dancing with other pretty boys and girls, nooo. He's just making sure that you're getting the sleep that you wanted right now, of course! Just don't tell him that every time he shifts, he thwarts your attempts in doing so.

Sighing and placing his phone down, Cole nudged you awake when he saw a girl dressed in silver walk up to the small DJ stand. You shuffled and sat up a little straighter when you noticed what was happening, catching Cole's attention. He glanced down at you, watching as your brows furrowed a little as the girl opened the little envelope in her hands, turning over to glance at her momentarily.

It's only when he hears both of your names leave her lips does he understand what you have done. However, he doesn't really get time to process the fact, as you're standing up and dragging him by his tux's sleeve. And even when he's standing up in front of everyone, he doesn't really realize what was happening until he turned to look over at you.

You had that stupid smile on your face that told him that you had fooled him once again. Somehow, you always managed to do something behind his back that was beyond him, but the results were always positive. Because he still couldn't get over the smile you had, even as the sash was placed across him, he was still glancing at you.

Stepping off to the side, you both got your pictures for the year book before finally calling it quits for the night. You said goodbye to your friends before leaving the building, sighing as the cold air of the night brushed against you. Your shoes were discarded and in your hands, Cole attempting to message his dad and find out where the man was.

With a small stumble, Cole was quick to pick you up despite your giggles of protest. All he did was smile and state that it wouldn't be right to let his queen walk around barefooted and hurting. Even when his dad pulled up and greeted you both, Cole was careful to sit you in the back seat before climbing after you.

And when you both got home, you were both quick to retreat to your room, Lou just smiling fondly as you shut the door. There was no effort in attempting to take off your clothes for something more comfortable. Cole simply undid his tie, took off his shoes and coat before throwing himself on the bed after you, listening to you scream under neath him.

After shuffling around for a moment, you both laid on your sides, facing each other with bright smiles. Though Cole wanted to say more, do more, he didn't when he saw the way your eyes drooped every passing second. So, he allowed you to fall asleep with him by your side, pulling you close and holding you tight, not caring if your makeup stained his dress shirt.

Yeahhhh he's asking you out to prom next year too, no doubt.

Probably gonna write abt Lloyd and his daddy issues next

Also I'll do requests divas, ask either on here or on insta. I always deliver trusttttt

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HII im open to do scenarios for Lacuna Y/n/Oubaitori BUT they can be anything u want (just keep in mind my writing rules are the same)

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Thinking abt...

[METANOIA READER USED]

[COLE/JAY/LLOYD/ZANE/KAI/NYA/MORRO X YOU]

In the Ninjago movie, your father is still dead, but your mother and brothers are still very much alive. They live across town and send you letters but they actually don't talk to you much. When your father passed, they offered for you to stay with them, but you chose to bunk with Cole and Lou. (because be so fr who wouldn't)

You and Cole used to go to the same elementary school and thats how the two of you got close. You and Lloyd, however, went to the same preschool, thats how you guys met. And yes, you both still fought over that green crayon, and yes Lloyd did snap the crayon in half for you both to use. You still have your piece and Lloyd has his, though both ends have seen better days, bite marks from when you were a toddler still etched into the wax.

Cole is still protective over you in this version, but he's more laid back about it. If you're both out and some dude is being weird he'll just get a little closer to you, not enough for you to notice but enough for the guy to. Besides, you don't even really care if he's all up in your personal space, there is no personal space when it comes to the two of you.

Either Cole is in your bedroom or you're in his, you both are never in your own rooms UNLESS you're both getting ready for the day. Even then, Cole likes to lay upside down on your bed and watch you get ready in front of the mirror. Sometimes he'll be on his phone, sometimes he'll be sleeping, but most of the time he'll be watching you, spouting nonsense. Theres always music playing from his room as well, either from his boombox or the record player he has.

You both have a shared vinyl collection, but Cole does try and keep your stash and his somewhat separated. Your stuff is on the right, arranged by color, while his is on the left, sorted in alphabetical order. You both have pretty much the same music taste, though, so it really doesn't matter where the vinyls are at the end of the day, because you both listen to it.

And just because it's nighttime does NOT mean that either one of you is in your own bedroom, HELL NAH !! Cole is either sleeping in your bed or you're sleeping in his, there's no if ands or buts about it. And, again, it's not in a weird way, it's just because the two of you grew up to be so close to one another. You practically leech off him for warmth at night, so even if you both started in your own beds, one of you crawls to the other eventually.

You have like one window in your room and that window leads directly out into Jay's unfenced backyard. His window is also facing your bedroom, so when you guys catch each other staring, you both poke your heads out of the windows and yap to one another. And if the yap sesh gets intense? You're both jumping out the window and standing in his backyard.

Jays parents think it's cute how he adores you, always being a stuttering mess around you or when your name is brought up. You rarely use his front door, you usually always crawl in through his bedroom window lmao. It scares the shit out of him a good chunk of the time, but he really can't say he hates it, because it's you. Still, give him a heads up before you pull that stunt.

His room is WAY smaller compared to yours and Coles, so he's always embarrassed when you come over. However, you reassure him that you don't care and plop right onto his twin sized mattress. Besides, it's also his biggest excuse to be really close to you, since there's no room. Oh, you came over to watch the show he was talking about? You're both practically cuddled up on his bed because it's so tiny.

His room is a clean mess, if that makes any sense. There's piles of random junk, but the piles are organized by certain things. Like there's a pile of clothes in one corner, but it's just clothes and nothing else. Then there's a pile of school work on his desk that takes up the whole surface area, but it's just that. School work, nothing else. He's a mess, but at least he's somewhat organized.

He lets you help him with his hair routine, after all his curls are NOT easy to take care of. He likes it when you sit on his sink and hold his face, or just having his chin resting on your sternum while you run your hands through his hair. You always look so focused as you do his hair care routine, almost knowing it better than him.

You both still love wiping each others faces in the version, I fear I won't be getting rid of that. Even if you're both at school, surrounded by the other Ninja, you'll both find a way to reach over and wipe one another's face. Even if it's the smallest smear known to man, it makes Jay fold every time.

Reversing back to earlier, Lloyd has always been your childhood bestie, but you both went to separate elementary and middle schools before reconnecting in high school. You both didn't recognize each other at first until Koko saw you when you and Cole were touring the school on orientation. She was over the moon and straight up embarrassing Lloyd as she whipped out her phone and started going through childhood photos. This is also how Cole met Lloyd.

Anyways, after that you both really hit it off, since no one else wanted to be friends with the blonde. He doesn't really mind the hate he gets, sure it can be a little dragging, but he knows that he has you and the others. And you lowkey are scary as shit sometimes so he knows he's in good hands.

You both still love the color green, but your preferences on shades shifted. When you were younger, you liked lighter shades of green while he preferred darker, now it's the opposite. Well, no really, Lloyd still really likes dark green, but that's because you're the one wearing it now. And you still really like lighter greens, because Lloyd always wears it.

When you were introduced to his Uncle, it was on complete accident. You were actually running to Walmart for a quick snack for you and Cole later into the night, when you ran into the elder and Lloyd. The blonde was sooo embarrassed when Wu started stroking his beard and nodding his head, saying you had potential. You just laughed and said he was a funny old man, you both get along well.

Lloyd doesn't really come over to your house, it's mostly you coming over to his small apartment. Like Jay, Lloyd is embarrassed by how small his living conditions are compared to yours, but, again, you don't give a fuck. His room is really, really tiny, like there's barely enough room for like three things, have you SEEN the movie?? So you both rarely hang out there.

At most, you both hang out in the living room/dining room while Koko takes up the latter. You usually only come over to help him with his English homework, but sometimes you do come over just to hang out. On those days, you're both typically outside and not in his small apartment. When you do crash in his room, he tried to distance himself out of respect, please drag him towards your side and tell him it's okay.

You take a few upper classes, like AP science, along with Zane, so your grades are top tier. He is always your lab partner in everything, and if something goes wrong, he always takes the blame for it. It could be literally anything from getting a digit wrong to literally exploding your experiment and he's taking the fall.

But when the two of you aren't blowing stuff up, you're both usually occupying each other's space in silence. While Zane does have his own words to say, they usually aren't much since he doesn't really understand modern day lingo too well. You tried to teach him, but it just ended in him being utterly confused.

Whenever he has malfunctions, you're always the one he turns to, asking if you could help him. You're still his personal mechanic, and he wouldn't have it any other way, you just know him too well. You always know what is wrong with him just by looking at him, sighing and gesturing for the Nindroid to sit down and get comfy.

He allows you to take whatever position you need to fix him, whether that be you're on top of him, or hanging him upside down. He's truly fine with whatever you do to him, because he knows if you mess up you can easily fix it. Though, you never mess around with his machinery, even if it is just for small jokes.

Though science is the only AP class you take, and thus the only class you have with Zane, you're both still really close. Zane thinks his personality makes him standoffish, but you GET HIM SO WELL. Like yes you understand his insane ramblings about quantum, and the millions of ways the earth could collapse at any given time. You're both so smart that it makes him feel seen, even when you're both silent.

Now, speaking of the classes you DON'T do well in, math is the biggest one out there. And it does NOT help that you have to share that class period with Kai and Nya. You love the Smith's to death, and they are in no way stupid, but jesus they are rotting your brain.

They both sit on either side of your desk, pressed close to you even if the teacher said there was to be no group work. The three of you could start off on total opposite ends of the room and somehow end up with your desks pressed against one another. It's not that they can't do the work on their own (Kai can't) but they really like being around you.

Kai has a habit of calling you obscure names such as 'babes' and 'sweetie' and it causes everyone a lot of confusion. Especially with the way he locks your ankles together underneath the desk, giggling like a middle school girl. He also leans himself so unbearably close to you, no matter what position he is in.

He's sitting across from you? He's bending himself forward and looking down at you with those stupid brown eyes. He's sitting right next to you? His hip is against your own and he is sitting on your chair, practically pushing you off it as you fight to sit. He's standing right next to you? Arm draped around your waist, pressing your sides close together. He knows no personal space.

And that trait is just a Smith trait, because Nya doesn't know it either, and she doesn't know what TMI is. But honestly? You don't really care, you love how real she is. Like yes she will go with you to the bathroom even if it's a one staller and face the corner while you piss. She will flip herself into insane positions to check if you bled through, she will go into changing rooms with you, and she WILL go bra/underwear shopping with you. She doesn't care if you're naked either, she just sits there.

Granted if you asked her to give you a little privacy she will, she respects your boundaries. But if you're okay with her just being there? She'll just be there. If you need a lil buddy to talk to while you shower she'll stand right outside that shower curtain and chat it up. Hell, if you needed something passed to you she'll pull that shit back and stare you in the eye while giving it to you. She really don't gaf.

She is your number one hype woman, she loves seeing you in everything and thinks you're SOOO gorgeous. Will not and does not look at anyone that isn't you, and you know it. If she is asked to name the most attractive person in school she's pointing at you. If someone asks her out, she just politely declines them before running to you to talk about it.

Nya is a hardcore girls girl, will sit there and paint your nails while you talked about your day. She'll always back you up on things, even if she's like 99% sure you're in the wrong. She will reshape reality so that you are right, she don't care. Nonchalant baddie. She is what Kai thinks he is.

The two of them are decently well off, though they choose to not dress like it. Always in baggy clothing, but can you even really blame them? They are humble about their money in everything but their vehicles.

They love taking you out on rides, it's one of their favorite things to do actually. Kai had this really nice sports car and of course Nya has her motorcycle that she just absolutely adores. The second they could, they got their license because they knew what was waiting for them.

Kai's car is so nice on the inside and it always smells so good, air fresheners in the lil AC things. He has like small rugs where you put your feet and his seats are ALL leather, like the expensive kind, and he has lights lining the inside. His tint is probably illegal but he never gets caught because he usually drives with his windows down with you in the passenger.

You are a passenger princess no if ands or buts about it. While Kai loves it when you drive him, he loves it even better when you're sitting in his passenger just looking pretty. Does the classic hand on your leg while driving, please smack his hand and tell him to keep it on the wheel. You don't play around about your driving safety, not even with the Smiths.

Nya has your own special helmet for whenever the two of you go on late night drives through the city. She even has your own jacket for you to wear, but she always insists on you wearing hers. It has her name written all over it with cyan embroidery, she thinks you look so pretty her color.

Neither of them go the speed limit, but Nya is more lenient when it comes to it. She loves driving way over it on backroads, but tends to watch her speed on main freeways, since it gets dicer there. Kai is the opposite, as the turns on the backroads scare him and the freeway is just a straight line. He's a little too good at dodging cars on the freeway, and he thinks it's funny when he sees you gripping the seat in fear. (it's not.)

Now when you're not hanging out with your Ninja friends and saving the day, you're the leader of a club. You run a small ghost hunting club in school and you've literally got like three members but you don't care. It's mostly just you and Morro that attend the meetings anyways, sometimes Harumi but she goes to a different school. Who knows how she was even able to join ur club but you don't ask questions.

Morro is in every. single. one. of. your. classes. He is lurking in the back and watching as you laugh with everyone else. Does he care? No not really, because at the end of the day, you always manage to make time for him, despite how packed you can get with the others.

Your green streaks are technically natural here too, but Morro's streak is not. You both dyed the front strands of your hair the color of your streaks so that you could twin. Morro was actually the one that brought up the idea, and you just rode with it. So every other week, you're at his house gassing out the bathroom with bleach as you do each other's hair.

You mostly just have to touch up Morro's roots, since his hair is pitch black, but you always make sure to redye his whole streak. You do the same of course, but you allow Morro to do the treatment instead of you doing it yourself. You both have gotten so much dye and bleach on each other on accident, despite the streak not even needing that much. You're both just stupid.

He always follows you around when you both go ghost hunting, because you're the leader of the club. The areas you go to aren't even haunted, you both just like the aesthetic and use the term 'ghost hunting' as an excuse to ditch class. So long as you're doing club activities, you can ditch whatever class you want, and most of the time it's math class or P.E.

On the off hand you both take ghost hunting seriously, Morro is glued to your side. He's very protective of you, almost comparable to Cole, and makes sure you so much as never lift a finger the whole time. He's holding the spirit boxes and everything, literally carrying the world's heaviest back pack because he refuses to let you.

Since you both have your elemental powers here, you can easily find ghosts, but you like to challenge yourself. He also tends to ruffle your hair with the wind whenever he sees you hanging out with the others, giggling as he sees your frustrated expression. You're both master rage baiters as well, you love jumping people on twitter for shits and giggles.

Words cannot describe how much I love the Lego Ninjago movie, but I especially love the relationships you have with everyone.

I might do you and the movie!ninja at prom and you wearing the movie!ninja clothes, or just the normal ninja. We'll see

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you don't mind if I send another request right 👀

Traffic light trio(separate) x GN reader and they were desperate to be in a relationship with anyone? They have a crush on a guy that didn't even like them, even tho they just stays like that while traffic light trio is like- loved them lmao IDK- also could be any genre

-Awkward Anon 👀

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨; Redson x GN!Reader/ Mk x GN!Reader/ Mei x GN!Reader 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦; light Hurt/no comfort (Redson) Fluff to slight Angst (Mk) light Angst (Mei) 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺; Having a crush is hard, being desperate for love is harder. With too many ideals being pushed on Redson, he was desperate for a lover and didn't look into who he was dating. Wanting to destress and just have someone to come home too, Mk mistook friendly actions for loving ones. Too caught up in her mind about love, Mei never paid attention to the signs of discomfort from her lover. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴; It's angst season guys. In all seriousness, I really find this idea interesting and I'm happy that you requested this! I tried to go lighter on Mk, as I know he is a fan favorite by most of my readers, but that did not save me from being brutal with Redson. He's my favorite punching bag lmao (I kin him that's why) 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨; Angel by Pinkpantheress 𝘓𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘴; ,,'Cause one day, one day, my baby just went away'' 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵; 2.4k

With a groan of irritation, Redson merely stomped into his room and slammed his bedroom door shut, the noise reverbing through the castle. He had many fits of anger a day, but this one was much different than the ones he normally had. He was often mad at his parents, but he never expected them to be this strict with him.

They wanted him to find a partner, and soon, or else they will get rid of any chance of him taking the throne. It was something so stupid that he couldn't help but scream at. He had told his parents time and time again that he would find a lover, he just needed time. Finding someone and loving someone wasn't something that happened in the blink of an eye.

Sure, he would be able to find someone that could suit his needs for a while, but he didn't just want anyone. He wanted someone that he could actually care for, and someone that would care for him as well. Though, people like that nowadays seemed scarce and hard to find. However, there was a person he had in mind, regrettably.

He had met you a grand handful of times, and you were close to Mk and Mei, so that's how he came to know of you. You were practically glued to Mk's hip, so it wasn't hard to find out about you. At first, Redson thought you were Mk's sibling, that's how close the two of you were.

But, you were still available, and you were nothing short but kind to him. Sure, you had your moments where you would express hatred towards him, but all those times where valid. Most of the time, it was because he was on the side of the villain, so it was understandable.

With his choices running low and with no one else to go for, he decided to hunt you down and ask you out on a date. What he thought to be a quick fling to get his parents off his back turned into something deeper with him. Redson slowly caught himself not looking for other lovers, but instead kept his gaze set on you.

At first you were iffy about the whole dating thing, but slowly relaxed into it. Redson took this as a sign that you were growing comfortable with the relationship, that you changed your mind on him. Sure, you both had your moments where you would argue, but what couple doesn't argue?

Redson found himself slowly diving deeper into his ideals of love and fantasy, everything circling around you. He would give you gifts just to see the shocked reaction on you face, missing the awkward laughs that came from your throat. Redson didn't' really pay attention to these signs, as he had a firm belief that you would be the one for him.

As time went on though, he often found you trying to ditch out on dates or simple hangouts. At first, he didn't mind, as he was being pretty forcing on the whole relationship thing. But after a while, he slowly started to get suspicious of everything when you started making up the dumbest excuses to ditch out on him.

At first, he thought you were sneaking out to go hang out with Mk and Mei, only to find you laying in your bed on your phone. He confronted you a great many times about this, but you only responded with things like, "I was tired." "I got sick earlier." "I have a migraine." and other things of the sort.

Eventually, he had enough of you just skipping around dates that he had planned out and decided to address you himself. Upon entering your house, he found a very grim look on your face, it was as if you didn't want to see him at all. Redson just pushed past that fact and sat down right next to you, trying to reassure you that he wasn't mad with you.

What he though was going to be a smooth conversation ended up derailing and taking a turn for the worse. You ended up screaming at Redson, leaving him no room to talk or try to reason with you. He didn't realize how badly he had messed up the whole relationship thing until you screamed at him.

"I don't care about your status, or if you want to take the throne. I don't want to be apart of a big family like that. I only agreed to date you because I thought you had an actual interest in me, but it turns out you didn't. I never really liked you Redson, but I stuck with it because you looked so helpless by yourself."

If only he had looked into the details further, then maybe he wouldn't have gotten kicked out of your house. Now, you wouldn't even look at Redson anymore, and when you did, it was in the form of scowls and glares. He just wished he had taken into account of your feelings more.

You were one of Mk's best friends, and the two of you were attached by the hip. There was never a bad day whenever Mk had you around, even if he ended up injured. He would always come back to the noodle shop to find you sitting there anxiously, ready to patch up his new wounds.

Living the life of a hero was hard, and you knew that it was, so you tired your hardest to help Mk through his pains. Giving him relaxing baths, taking him on walks and even taking him out to dinner on multiple occasions. You were trying your hardest to be the best friend you could to Mk, to provide some kind of barrier he could rest upon.

However, there were two different thoughts running through your heads, none of them lining up with the same ideals. While you were trying to be a great friend, Mk mistook your actions as romantic ones. He thought that you were trying to show him that you had an interest in him, and he was ready to accept your feelings at full.

He always wanted a lover, but was too scared to go out and find one, merely out of fear of being rejected. He was also scared that his hero work would get in the way with his love life, so he often strayed away from it. That and he was scared that his lover would get caught up in the mess and end up hurt or dead. He didn't want that.

But with you, you were always at his side, as you were apart of the gang. You knew how to handle things on your own if you were ever detached from the main group. Sure, you came back with a few bumps and scratches, but you always managed to find your way back to the main group.

And when you weren't fighting or with the main group, you were often back at the noodle shop. You waited there for the gang to meet up there and have a bowl after their victories. From there, you would patch Mk's wounds and gave him a shoulder to lay on.

With the idea of you being so close to him, and the fact that your schedules wouldn't fight each other, he decided to shoot his shot. Mk was pleasantly surprised to hear the words, "Sure, we can try." come out of your mouth. He was a little to caught up in the moment to note the awkward smile on your face.

Mk tried his hardest to be the best lover that he could be to you, giving your gifts, hugs and kisses on the cheek. You always accepted them with strained smiles, but Mk often ignored that part. He barley had time to think things through, so it never crossed his mind to take things slow with you.

You were understanding and patient with Mk for a good long while, until it became unbearable. Mk was a sweet guy and he deserved a good lover, and you didn't believe that you were that person. You thought that you would be better off as Mk's friend, someone who stayed out of the main light.

Being Mk's lover meant that you were often tossed into the bright light of the world. Everywhere you turned, people recognized your face as that of Monkie Kid's lover. You didn't hate the attention, but it got to a point where it was merely unbearable.

So, you did what you had to, and decided to break things off with Mk. You had to thoroughly explain how great Mk was as a boyfriend, but that the attention was just too much. Mk's face slowly deflated the longer and longer you went on, his heart tugging in multiple directions.

"Mk, you're a super great guy, and you deserve nothing but everything good in the world. With that, you deserve a lover who actually wants to be with you. I don't see us as romantic partners, we are best friends at most, and I often saw you as a brother to me. And even if I didn't, the attention of being your lover is just too much for me."

Mk was understanding and took the breakup well on a surface level. The second you were gone though, he was a crying mess, cursing and hating himself for being so dumb to think you liked him like that. It took a while, but eventually, you guys got your friendship back to normal. But you don't miss the longing looks that Mk often gave you.

Mei loved reading books that involved romance, she especially loved the fantasy ones. The forbidden love trope was her favorite one, as she often found herself struggling to find a lover her parents enjoyed. She's dated a great handful of people, but neither of her parents approved of her choice.

Until one fateful day, she met you! She thought you were absolutely perfect, and her parents seemed to think the same. You also came from a family of dragons, but it wasn't a family that was linked to her own. Though you were used to a noble life and she was used to a carefree one, she still found a way to get in contact with you.

She took things slow, and started the two of you off as friends, seeing as you were someone who got uncomfortable easily. Once you decided to agree on the term 'friends' she was over joyed. From there on, she continued on with her plan to call you her lover.

Her parents were encouraging in her manners, and your parents were encouraging of Mei as well. Both sides kept you in the dark, which lead to many thoughts of confusion on your end. When Mei would randomly flirt with you or try to pin you, you would always blink it off. You thought it was a custom that non nobles performed in, so you had to awkwardly laugh the interaction off.

Mei would get confused when you did this, but only shook her head and continued on with her efforts. All the time she was trying to get her point across, you were left in the dark. Her parents and your own were currently trying to arrange something between you and Mei, only Mei being known of the plan.

Eventually, the big question slipped out when Mei asked you to be her lover. To say you were shocked would be right, as you didn't see this coming. You merely told her that you need a moment to think about it, but you should have an answer soon. Mei ignored that blatant red flag and skipped home with her heart already full of love for you.

You had a thorough discussion with your parents, to which they only encouraged you to accept the young dragons love. You thought it through on your own before agreeing to be her lover, watching as Mei jumped up and down with excitement. With that, she gave you a big hug, not only giving you great discomfort, but conflicted emotions.

You and Mei from there on out would schedule weekly dates, something that you really didn't mind at first. They started off as small dates where you would walk around the park or hang out at the others house. Slowly, they started to grow in size, going from hikes across a mountain, to dinner dates, to even using your dragon forms to fly across the sky.

Though these where all fun dates, sometime you would enjoy them and request the same kind of date again, there was still an odd feeling in you. You were certain that lovers don't feel this kind of way towards each other, so you went to ask you parents. When you told them about how you were feeling, you only got a harsh scolding from them.

After the conversation with your parents, you couldn't help but feel bad for Mei. She was falling in love with you, and you were not falling in love with her. Sure, you thought that eventually you would start feeling the same way with her, but as time went on it became obvious that you were not. It was not only hurting you on the inside, but it was going to end up hurting Mei.

No longer caring about your parents constant pleas to not break up with the girl, you called Mei over to your house. After apologizing about inviting her over on such short notice, you began your speech. The whole time Mei kept on a smile and nodded in reassuring ways.

"Mei, I appreciate your efforts on being a great girlfriend towards me, but I have something to confess. This whole time, I've felt slightly uncomfortable with your actions. I was fine with them when we were friends, as they seemed friendly. But now that we are lovers, I can't help but feel as if this whole thing is wrong. I'm sorry Mei, you don't deserve me, you deserve someone that actually loves you back."

Mei took the break up fine on the outside, but on the inside she was crying. The moment she got home, she threw herself into her room and cried until she couldn't feel anything else come out of her eyes. It took a good long while before Mei built up the courage to see you as a friend again, but when she did, she was happy that you agreed to still be friends. You were fun to hang around with, she's happy she didn't lose that.

I fear I've been getting too silly as of late.

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Before I request anything, is there a limit to the multiple characters x reader? I don’t want to overwhelm you lmao 😅

- Water Anon 🌊

there is no limit, send as many as u want :) (but please clarify if you want them separate )

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Hello, I've decided to finally open up my requests!

What I'll do: Any kind of genre! I'll do SFW and slightly suggestive themes Singular characters x reader Multiple characters x reader Head cannons One shots Gender Neutral or Female reader Reader who is like another character (Example; Reader who is like Heizou) Platonic or Romantic Yandere characters (Reader or requested character)

What I won't do: non consensual things Heavy suggestive themes or NSFW large age gaps Romantic child readers x characters Any sort of abusive relationship involved with requested character and the reader OC x characters Character x Character

Characters I'll write for/take requests for:

Other characters that I'll take requests for (I just haven't made a banner for them yet!):

Chang'e Tang Spider Queen Mayor Azure Peng Yellow Tusk

You can request for other characters, but I won't be sure if I'll write for them. I don't feel comfortable writing for characters that give off dad vibes.(IE Pigsy and Sandy) However, feel free to request others!

You can send request anonymously or not, its up to you!

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AISGWHACAJAGAHAG FINALLY I HAVE ANOTHER AUTHOR TO DUMP MY IDEAS ON

Mk x reader(male but if you don't write for em then GN or even fem) uhhhhh Demi-god reader? Yk like they have light power and stuff- and could create some sort of beautiful things out of it for entertainment 👀

-Awkward Anon 😊

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨; Mk x GN!Reader 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦; Fluff 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺; Mk often found himself cowering in the darkest corners he could find to comfort no one but himself. He found comfort in the darkest place, but there was always an unpleasing feeling there. During one of his moments to himself, he never expected to find a rose made of light laying right next to him. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴; This is my first request and I wanted to say thank you! I have no official ask page yet but I do plan on making one. For the mean time, everything is first come first serve. 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨; Just for me by PinkPantheress 𝘓𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘤; ,,And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (At my feet)'' 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵; 2.6k

With a dry heave, Mk sat himself down in a dark corner, his staff laying dormant on his side. He's had a rough day, but that was just his usual. He would fight the bad guy, the bad guy would apologize and Mk would let them run away. However, that wasn't the case today.

Today, the bad guy not only threatened to make a return, something they always do, but he threatened much more. They threatened Mk's friends, his found family, and said that he was too weak to protect them. Mk usually wouldn't take these sayings to heart, but after the LBD incident, he wasn't quiet sure anymore.

So, he sat himself down in a dark corner and though about everything the bad guy had said to him. He doesn't know why he was stressing so much about it, he could easily take the enemy down like it was a normal walk in the park. Sighing, he just assumed that it was simply because he wasn't used to threats like that.

Mk didn't know where he was, or how he even got there, but all he knew was that it was dark, something that he wanted. He knew there were better methods of comfort than this, but it made him feel safe. He didn't want to burden Mei or the others with his problems, so he kept to himself. He liked sitting in a place where no one could find him.

While digging through his mind, Mk rested his hand down to his side, jumping when he felt something sitting there. Turning his head over, his eyes widened a little at the sight of a small rose. Picking the rose up into his hands, he noted how it illuminated more of the dark space he was in.

Squinting at the rose, he came to find that it was made of pure light, a finding that made him jump. He accidentally dropped the flower, and watched as it unfolded right in front of him, petals flying away from his feet. Mk slightly panicked and reached his hands forward, trying to grasp any of the petals that were flying away in the draft. He managed to catch none.

Biting his lip and sighing, he fell back down onto the ground and looked at his empty and calloused hands. Maybe it was a sign, that the flower was supposed to fly away from him. Maybe it just meant that his friends would fly away, too. Maybe it-!

Mk was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a snap, almost like someone had done so with their fingers. Reaching over and grabbing his staff, Mk was shocked once more when he felt something soft near it. Tilting his head over, he saw a bunny looking and sniffing at his hand, curious as to who he was.

Mk sat there silently, mostly in shock, as he let the bunny made of light sniff his hand. The bunny gave it a small lick before hopping away, light following it's path. But, before it could leave Mk alone again, it paused and turned its head round, meeting Mk's gaze.

The boy weighed his options before grabbing his staff and rushing forward, chasing the bunny. He knew he was running through uncharted territory, but there was just something so strange about these light objects that drew him near. First, a rose so soft it made it jump, and now a bunny leading him else where, he was really hoping it wasn't a trap.

Mk soon came to the conclusion that he was in a cave and stopped when he was met with a pool of deep water. The bunny jumped across the small pond with ease, leaving Mk to only watch in his darkness. When he swore that the bunny was about to disappear, it stopped and tilted its head, dipping it low and sniffing.

Furrowing his brows, Mk watched as a pair of slender and delicate hands came into view, grabbing the bunny by its soft and light fur. The hands picked the bunny up, and brought it close to their chest, Mk watching with his staff at the ready. The bunny looked up and tilted its head, only lighting up the chest area of said person.

With only a small head scratch, the bunny cooed and shined just the ever bit more brighter, finally revealing your face. Mk stared on in awe as he watched you pet and pamper the bunny in your arms, the light slowly illuminating the cave. Eventually, the light hit Mk's feet, then slowly dragged upwards to his face, revealing him to you.

You paused your petting and looked up, spotting Mk standing there, practically dumbfounded. "Oh, I didn't see you there." You smiled, Mk swearing that he saw more light illuminating just from that simple smile. "Are you lost? No mere mortal walks in a cave with the intention of staying." Placing the bunny back down onto the waters surface, you slowly gave it a reassuring pat.

The bunny rolled on its stomach before exploding into a ball of light, the cave now fully illuminated. The area Mk ran into looked run down, but not to the point it looked abandoned. There where white pillars and over grown plants surrounding the area you both stood in. It almost seemed like a castle to Mk.

Blinking once then twice, Mk turned over to you and slowly straightened his posture, watching as your eyes danced over his own. "No, I was just... looking for a place to think." He admitted, tilting his head to the side to avoid your gaze, shifting the staff in his hand a little. "I didn't expect to run into anyone else, I'm sorry." Looking back over, he only saw the same smile on your face, confusing Mk a little.

Your eyes flicked down to the staff for a second, your eyebrows slightly twitching in confusion. "I see, do you like to sit in dark places to think?" You questioned him, now looking back up to his eyes, Mk slowly storing his staff into his ear. "Sitting in dark places is better than sitting in lighter ones, it's less distracting and peaceful. Too bad I don't know what that's like." You chuckled a little, turning over to look at the ruins of the cave you were in.

Mk stuffed his hands in his pockets and kicked his feet at the dirt, not knowing what to do. "So... who are you?" He questioned, watching as you blinked in astonishment. Where you not used to meeting new people? "I'm Mk, you know, Monkie Kid, hero of the city?" He started to roll his hands in front of his body, watching as you just stared in confusion.

Your face softened into yet another smile as you watched the boys antics. "You're strangely different from anyone I've ever met..." You muttered, now walking a little closer to the boy. "I'm Y/n, and you're in my domain." You pointed a finger sheepishly towards the boy, cocking a larger smile when you watched his face flood with color.

Mk started to apologize rapidly, bowing his head and asking for forgiveness from you, all those responses dragging a rain of giggles from you. "No need to apologize! You didn't know, besides, there's something about you that just seems familiar. I wouldn't mind having your company for a little longer." Mk paused his sorry's and looked up, now finding you standing just a little bit too close to him.

Mk blinked before clearing his throat and taking a step back, looking everywhere but you. "I... could stay for a while longer. But, I should be going soon." Looking back up at you, he only watched as your eyes sparkled in delight, now grabbing hold of his arm.

"Really? You would do that, just for me?" You queried the boy, pulling him slightly closer to the waters edge. "You're so sweet, come this way." Now, you dragged Mk over to the water, pulling him across with no mind to look back. Mk expected himself to fall in and be drenched, but he was shocked to find himself walking atop the water.

Mk put his full trust into you that you weren't going to kidnap him and try and harm him, after all you seemed to sweet to do such a thing. So, when you finally reached a wall covered in vines, you pushed it out of the way to reveal the outside. The sun was down and the animals where all running away towards their homes.

Mk hadn't known how much time had gone by since he left, but he couldn't just leave you now, not after he promised to stay for a while. "Come, look." You dragged him over into the middle of the meadow, pointing a finger at the moon. "Isn't the moon pretty? The light it admits is almost perfect." You gushed, opening your palm towards the moon, acting as if you were about to reach out for it.

To Mk's shock, he watched as you bottled a small amount of light in your palm, bringing it closer to your chest. "Woah... how did you..?" Mk paused his words when you pushed the light close to his chest, smiling up to him. "Do you want me to hold it?" He asked with a nervous giggle, only to receive a small nod of your head.

Reaching upwards, he grasped your hands as your slowly slipped the light into his own, the light somehow staying there. "Now, imagine something you really want to see!" You suddenly blurted out, cupping your hands together and watching Mk patiently. "Big or small, just make sure it's something you want." You further emphasized, Mk just furrowing his brows and looking down at the light.

With a deep sigh, he closed his eyes and imagined something small, but something he knew he'd enjoy. Blinking open his eyes when he heard you giggle, he gasped a little in shock when he saw a small monkey curled in his arms. Not knowing what to do, he poked at the monkeys tummy, wondering if it was alive.

The monkey shrieked a little and climbed up Mk's shoulders, then hopped over to your own. "A monkey? Interesting, but on brand for you I suppose." You spoke, petting the underside of the monkey jaw, Mk just watching silently. "You have the same power as the Monkey King, are you related in anyway?" You asked, now grabbing the monkey off your shoulder and holding it out towards Mk.

He hesitated for a moment, but grabbed the monkey and held it close to his body. "Yeah, he's kind of my teacher. I just picked up this staff one day and from then on, I've been known as Mk the Monkie Kid!" He spoke with enthusiasm, never taking his eyes off the monkey he was petting. So, he inevitably missed the soft and gentle looks you were giving him.

Turning over your shoulder to look up to the sky, you smiled at the stars. "So I've heard, you're very brave for your endeavors, Mk." You hummed, Mk looking upwards to see you staring at the sky and not him. "I do have to thank you for disposing The Lady Bone Demon, she was truly a horrifying being. Sometimes, I can still see her shadows in my light." You hummed, turning over and smiling at Mk once more.

Kissing his teeth, he petted the monkey for a little longer before setting it down on the ground. "So, you control light?" He asked you curiously, only to receive a head nod, the monkey rubbing itself against your legs. "Are you... an immortal?" Tilting his head, he watched as the monkey exploded into a stream on sparkles and lights.

You nodded and swiped away the remaining light that once made up the monkey he was holding. "I am indeed, however I'm only a Demi-god, so I'm nothing special really. My mother was that of an immortal and my father mortal. That's how I came to be!" Floating your hands through the air, trails of light slowly followed, Mk just watching with widen eyes.

Following your around, Mk jumped when you turned around and waved your hands slightly, light wrapping around the boy. Mk's eyes widened as he looked at the streams of light, sparkling around him and showing him many images. Some where of his best battles, and others were that of softer moments with his friends.

Following the last memory in the light, Mk accidentally bumped into your chest, backing up with a red face. "How did you.." He gasped out a little, you only shrugging your shoulders and turning around, walking deeper into the forest. "Can you read my mind? I don't understand..." He continued to question, following right behind you as you slowly walked forward.

You only hummed a small tune, your hands moving around the air and dispensing light. "No, I cannot read your mind. I simply just give you the light you need, and you can make what you want with it." You explained, opening your once closed eyes and pausing your walk, the light you generated fading away. "It's just like your hero work Mk," turning round, you met his pale blue eyes. "it's not how you use your power, it's what you do with it that matters. That's how I use my light." And once again, you turned around and started to play around once more.

Mk could only sit and ponder about what you had said, embedding your voice in his brain. "So... what you're saying," running forward to catch up with you, he traced his fingers over the trails of light you were leaving behind. "is that, no matter how deep I go, as long as I have a motivator, I'll be able to succeed?" He questioned, watching as you thought for a second before nodding your head, a soft strum of hums coming out your throat. "So, what if, theoretically,

someone threatens your friends and you don't know what to do, what would you do?" He asked his very direct question, expecting you to just blow him off. He was gently surprised when you turned around, the light following your movements when you did so.

Grasping his hands, you brought them upwards to his shoulder, a violin placing itself on there. "Do you know how to play this?" You asked, Mk only shaking his head while your smile grew. "Place your hands like this, and hold the bow like so... Now you just..." Dragging his hand across the string, a strained note came from the instrument, Mk watching as you winced a little.

Pulling your hands away and dropping his, the violin disappeared and left a small patch of light in it's way. "You didn't know how to play a violin before, but now you know how to play a note. Isn't it great?" You gushed, turning over and letting more light follow you. "Sometimes, all you need is assistance, Mk. Ask those around you and surely they will help." Turning your head over your shoulder, Mk gasped slightly when he watched parts of your body disappear form view.

"Wait, where are you going?" He asked in a panicked tone, reaching his hands out for you. "I though you wanted me to stay?" He continued to ask, trying to grab hold of parts of your body, only for them to disappear.

With a closed eye smile, you gave Mk a small wave before opening your eyes back up again. "I did, and I'm glad we had the time together. Now, I believe you have people you want to see." And with that, you disappeared from view, leaving Mk facing a sunrise, Megopolis in the near distance.

Knowing what you meant, Mk summoned a cloud and shot himself down towards the city, desperate to see his friends once more. As he flew off, he remained blissfully unaware of the figure watching him leave. A smile rested on your face before you turned away, wishing for nothing but the best for Mk.

hope this wasnt too short...

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The angst- IT'S CRAZY, I- broooooooooooo..

THRILLED FOR THE BOOK THO JUST HOPE THIS SCENE WON'T BE IN IT- Or is it-? WELL YESH BUT PLEASE DON'T PLAY WITH MK FEELINGS ISTG YOU'RE TOO SILLY 😰😰😰😭😭💀💀

LMAOOO this wont be in the book, just something fun and silly to introduce the main cast nd er a feel for y/ns personality. and as i always say, silliness cannot be contained!!!

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👀 ya open for requests?

-Awkward anon 😊

im always open for request, send them through! i plan on making a page soon for requests, but u can get first dibs

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Fool me once, Fool me twice.

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨; Redson x reader 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦; Fluff to Angst 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺; Redson really thought that you loved him back, the way you smiled at him felt unique, that you actually cared. And you did, just not in the way that the prince thought you did. Only until he admitted how he felt to you did he realize all the lies you told to him. His whole world crumbling down as he realized you only cared about your status. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴; This is promotion for my new book, Onism, that is to come out soon. Most of this won't make sense until the book is released, but it is still something that can be taken out of context. This will have no comfort, but there will be fluff at the beginning so enjoy it while it's there. 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨; My Time to Die by Billie Ellish 𝘓𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘤; ,,Was it obvious to everybody else, that I'd fallen for a lie?'' 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵; 3.8k

Redson never knew what it was like to finally love something and call something his own, so upon meeting you, he was met with a foreign feeling. For once in his long life, he had found a want for something other than power. He had a want to live and breathe the same air as you, to witness and watch you grow as a person. He was in deep, and there was no way for him to get out.

The way you would smile at him when you passed by in the halls of his house. The way you presented only the grandest magic tricks to him, either in his own house or in the front row of a theater. The way you would compliment his work, telling that it was on par with your baby brothers. The way that you trusted him with your secrets, breaking down your walls around him and only him. Something that only your brothers got the grace of having.

Rarely did he ever feel the pull towards a person in a romantic way, so when he felt as he did towards you, he was conflicted. He spent many restless nights tossing and turning in his bed, his mind flooded with nothing but pure thoughts of you. He didn't know if something was medically wrong with him, or if your flirts had finally made way to his heart.

That's another thing, you often made flirty and snarky remarks towards him, leaving him confused and flustered. He still had no idea how to react even after getting used to them. The first time you had done this, you left him speechless, and here you are remaining to do that same.

His hair flickers at the mere thought of you, at the mere sight of you and the mere smell of you. He knew you were around the corner if he smelt the subtleness of vanilla hovering over his nostrils. It burnt him on the inside to smell vanilla, but he slowly learnt to tolerate it ever since he met you. He loved the smell of vanilla after meeting you.

Meeting you on random street corners and watching you perform always brightened up his mood. Watching as you pulled rabbits, doves and flowers out of your hat made him giggle just ever so slightly. You would always give those flowers to the kids and sometimes a spare few candies. It warmed his heart to see how gentle you were with the children of Megapolis.

But there were things that he hated about you, of course. One of the many being that you hanged around that Mk way too often for his liking. He would know that you were out with him simply because your smile was just the bit more brighter. He would know that you were out with him because you reeked of him.

He wasn't one to judge, especially not you, but if he could help it he would make sure you never saw Mk again. The way Mk made you chuckle annoyed him beyond belief. Mk's child like innocents made him a perfect target for your magic tricks, and a great audience. Thus, you were always running to the noodle boy and asking for his voiced opinion on a new magic trick you had in mind.

Though, as much as he hated it, he could never bring himself to tell you how much he did. He enjoyed seeing a meaningful smile on your face, as your smiles have always been dull and lacking emotion. He enjoyed hearing your laughter actually have thought and meaning to them, no longer being barren and deserted. He enjoyed seeing you happy, and he knew that you liked feeling that way too.

He was no stranger to tragic past's, as he has had his small own share of past regrets himself, so he was patient with you. When you would go nonverbal and ignore him to many extents, he never got angry at you. He left you alone to seek comfort with your brothers, and let you cope on your own, knowing that you enjoyed that the most.

He resisted bringing up his mother or father, knowing that you had neither or. He never knew how grateful you were for this small action, but he always saw a shimmer in your eyes. He also made sure that his mother and father were nothing but the nicest to you. Though they showed you more love than they had ever shown him, he was happy that you and your siblings where getting what you deserved.

With all these thoughts running through his mind, he came to one brutal conclusion. It was something that sent him for a spiral of crazed panic and wonder. He wasn't sure if what he was feeling was right, he wasn't sure if he should be able to feel this way at all. About you nonetheless.

He was in love, and he didn't know how to shut his heart up.

Days passed after Redson's epiphany and he was now caught running around you, trying to avoid your gazes. However, on this very day, he seemed that he couldn't escape your taunting gaze. You gave him a quirked eye brow before starting to saunter over to the prince.

He felt his heart skip and stop at the mere sigh of you, watching you walk over with your hand folded behind your back. "Well, what's Mr. Handsome doing all the way over here?" You mused, now standing in front of the man with a tall and over casting smile. "You know how much I enjoy your warm company. Come, come, I have something I need to show you!" Upon grabbing his arm and linking it with yours, his hair flared up as you tugged him away from the dinning area.

It wasn't uncommon for you to do such acts, but it was still such a foreign feeling to feel when you did so. Pulling him through his maze of a house, stopping to only let out a few giggles, was one of his favorite parts of having you here. That and he got to listen to your fumbled Mandarin mixed with you French accent, something he loved about you from day one.

Pulling him onto a balcony, you shut the door and pulled him over to the railing, you smile as bright as the moon shined. "Here, take a look for me, why don't you?" You mused once more, taking off your top hat and tilting it towards him, ready for examination. "Nothing in there, yes? Now, watch." Redson had seen this trick far to many times, but he simply couldn't tear his eyes off it. He couldn't tear his eyes off you.

Flipping your hat towards your body, you reached upwards to place it back on your head. However, the second the hat faced Redson once more, two doves flew out accompanied with petals of roses. Once the hat was back upon your head, you only spared him a smile and leaned on the railing, staring upwards to the moon.

Redsons face glowed a vibrant red as he watched the doves fly off into the sky, then looked down to the rose petals. Two obvious symbols that meant love, was this some kind of hidden confession? With his heart not knowing what was right, he slowly stepped forward and accompanied you right by the railing.

Bumping his shoulder against your own, he watched as you pulled out some playing cards out of thin air. "Did you drag me here just to taunt me with some dainty magic tricks?" He playfully scoffed out, dragging his eyes upwards to meet your own. He jumped when he noticed that your e/c eyes were already bearing into his own.

You hummed and smiled, shuffling the cards through your playfully skilled fingers, distracting Redson for a mere moment. "Oh, come now. You know you like them, and you know you like that it's me taking you out to these places." You taunted, now holding a deck of cards outwards to him, a sneaky smile on your face. "Pick a card, any card." You joked around, watching as Redson rolled his eyes and played along with your musing.

Reaching downwards, he picked out the card he wanted, his face heating at the sight of The Two of Hearts. "Oh, come on, you know what to do next!" You taunted once more, shaking and gesturing to the rest of the cards in your deck. Redson huffed and rolled his eyes, placing his card back in the midst of every other card.

He watched as you carefully shuffled the cards in hand, even doing some air tricks to shuffle them. Eventually, you stopped your toying around and placed the cards back into a pile. Redson knew that you were going to pull out his card, but he continued to watch, loving your performances no matter the size.

Tapping the top of the deck, you flipped over the top card to reveal the wrong one. "Is this not your card?" You asked with a pout, watching Redson shake his head. "Hm, then how about..." Flicking your hand, The Two of Hearts was suddenly in your hands, a knowing smirk on your face. "Pretty card, is it not?" Redson could only nod his head, the dead of night covering the red on his face.

With a few simple shakes, you flipped over the deck in your hand to reveal all the cards to be The Two of Hearts. "I can only agree with you, the card is indeed stunning. But what about..." Shuffling the cards again, you flipped them over to show The Ace of Hearts on every card in the deck. "This card? No?" Redson only huffed and turned round to face the sky once more.

Leaning on the railing, he listened to you shuffle your cards and stuff them away. "If you're here to just show me some cheap tricks than I'd rather do so in peace. You can be too loud sometimes, you do know that?" He huffed out, trying not to sound too angry with you, he was the farthest thing from it at the time. He actually loved your cheap tricks, please show him more.

With a simple hum, you leaned one elbow on the railing, your body facing him while your eyes graced the sky above. "Well, I quiet enjoy my 'cheap tricks'. They made me into the person I am today, and they help put food on my table for my brothers." You said quietly, you voice sincere and holding many emotions. He tried to pick them apart but found trouble in doing so.

Redson furrowed his brows and held his hands tighter in his grasp as he listened to you speak. "You're hiding something... You always have been, and I just want you to know," turning over, Redson met your curious gaze, almost feeling as if he opened the gates of hell with his remarks. "you can trust me with your secrets. I'll never judge you and I'll never dictate you for your decisions." He finally blurted out, watching as your eyes slowly devoid of the playful emotion you were feeling earlier.

Leaning slightly closer until your noses were touching, you raised your eye brows at Redsons remark. "And you, my fiery friend, are hiding something from me too. Until you tell me that, I won't tell you my secrets." Pulling away from him, you turned around and walked over to the balcony door, sparing him no glance. "I guess we are even now, no?" He only heard your playful giggle before you walked out and shut the door.

Slowly, but surely, he slumped down to the balcony floor while holding the railing. It took everything in him to not cry, that look you gave him was so emotionless it was scary. He knew you were cautious about telling others about your past, but he had thought that you were willing to hear him out.

Taking in a deep breath, he eventually sighed it out and tore his hair out his his head hurting pony tail. Once his flickering hair was wrapped around his shoulders, he looked up at the smiling moon. His heart ached, not because of the look you gave him. Your laughter, it sounded so dull, there was no more emotion in them.

You never laughed like that with him.

After that incident, you avoided Redson like the plague, and when he did have the grace of talking to you, the words were dull and boring. He got scared that he had some how ticked you off, made you angry. He only got reassurance when you would slip him flowers on his work bench with cheeky notes attached.

Walking down the hall, he was nearly shaken to his core from fright when he heard a timid voice speak from behind him. "I know your secret." They spoke softly, Redson whipping around to see who it was. "I won't say anything, but I do have a fair warning for you." Redson sighed at the sight of Etienne, your twin brother, standing right behind him with his hands to his side.

Etienne tilted his head downwards, his blonde hair covering up more of his violet eyes. "You're playing a dangerous game, Redson. You can't fall for my sister, not for the fact that I will be on your back like a mosquito..." Taking a few steps forward, the assistant magician bent down so that his mouth was right besides Redsons ear. "But simply because I know my twin sister. I know she doesn't love you back, so stop trying and give her some breathing room. She owes you no explanation on her secrets." Pulling away from Redson, Etienne gave a courtesy bow before continuing to walk down the hallway to his bedroom.

Redson sat there for a moment, flabbergasted and torn between his own emotions. Did you really not see him the way that he saw you? That's impossible, even The Great Sage could see how deeply you cared for him! If you didn't, then why would you put fourth all that effort to tolerate him, to flirt with him?

No, until he heard it from you yourself, he was not going to believe a word Etienne said. Sure, he was your twin brother, and your twin knew everything about you, but Redson refused to believe it. Etienne may know you, but Redson also knew you. And he knew that your actions were not playful and meaningless.

The next day, there was a knock on his workshop door, Redson just letting the person in with a simple grunt. "Um... Mr. Redson, sir?" A meek voice spoke, Redson turning over to meet the gaze of your baby brother, Marceau. "Can I spare a word or two..?" He spoke lowly, only one of his light blue eyes was viewable under his pale blonde hair, his freckles barley being visible in the workshops light.

With a simply nod, Redson set his pencil down and turned his chair to face Marceau. Marceau was never a man with many words, he was nineteen but was often found in the arms of you and Etienne. He was babied by the two of you, but not to the point where it was degrading. So, with all those things being put into consideration, Redson found it odd how Marceau sought him out on this specific evening.

Clearing his throat and walking forward, the diver fumbled with his hands as he kept his gaze low. "Could you please leave my big sister alone..? I know you like her, and she likes you a lot too, but it's not in the same way. Her emotions don't drive as deep as yours do." Marceau whispered, never looking up to meet the eyes of Redson. The demon kept his composer as he heard the words of the small man.

With a huff and a deep sigh, Redson nodded and turned back around to face his work. "I've already heard those same words from Etienne. Though it is nice to hear them from a softer person." He grumbled out, writing down a few notes as Marceau stood there silently. "However, I'm not going to take your words to heart. I'll only know they are right when I hear them from her herself. You are dismissed." Redson waved his penned hand at Marceau before starting to get to work again. On what, he did not know, as his mind was thrown for a loop.

However, just as Marceau reached the door, he turned around and raised his voice slightly more. "All that awaits you is heart break, Redson. You should stop your strong emotions before they become unbearable, and crash onto you as the waves at sea do." Only then, did Marceau leave the room, his feet slowly patting away down the hall.

Having enough, hearing from both Etienne and Marceau, Redson set off on a hunt to find you the next day. He needed validation, he craved confirmation on the words your brothers spoke. Surely, they were lying and perceiving him. He always knew them to be over protective, so was this just a way of them doing so?

Upon reaching your bedroom door, Redson knocked softly before hearing it click open. Reaching down to the knob, he opened the door and stepped into the room, looking around and seeing many things thrown about. Shutting the door behind him, he walked more inwards to the room until he saw you sitting on a couch, shuffling away with your cards.

You never looked up to him, though, and remained lost in thought as you dug through you cards. "Y/n." Redson cleared his throat, but his voice still sounded harsh. You never raised your eyes from your deck. "I need to confess something." The shuffling stopped and cards flew about the area, Redson practically feeling annoyance sprout off your body. You've never had that happen to you, being so caught off guard your shuffle flies everywhere.

Standing upwards and kicking cards out of you way, you turned around and faced Redson. "I see, well then, let me hear it! Who knows, if it's ground shaking enough, I'll tell you mine." You mused, though your eyes and voice told more stories than your words did. You were annoyed, you were pissed and you didn't care for Redson at the moment.

Ignoring the flags painted int he color red, he pushed forward by clearing his throat. "I've been feeling this for a long while, and I suppose it's time to come clean about everything." Your hands tensed and held each other tightly, you left eye slightly twitching. Another sign he ignored. "Ever since I met you, I felt that something was off about you, but that's what drew me to you. Your aura is something that no mere mortal holds, and that is absolutely fascinating to me.

You hold barriers and words that hold meaning that not just anyone knows. Your tricks are deceiving and cunning, yet one can never find it in them to hate them. They are fun and whimsical, something that only the greatest magicians can hope to achieve.

Your words are bittersweet, salty and spicy, cold and comforting, things that I crave on the most random nights. My hair flickers at the mere thought of you, Y/n. My heart yearns for us to be something more than business partners, something more than the title of friends.

Y/n Dévoiler, I have caught feelings for you and there's no possible way for me to let go of them. I'm in love with you and I just thought that you should know, because you deserve nothing but the honest truth." Biting his lip. Redson examined your gaze carefully, watching as you stepped away from the couch and over to him.

Now standing in front of him, Redson flinched at your cold and emotionless expression. "Am I supposed to laugh?" His heart dropped into his feet at that sentence. You sounded so devoid. "You know I don't like lie's, Redson." You stated more firmly, clenching the fists that laid dormant at your side.

Shaking his head, Redson placed a hand on his chest as he felt himself grow frustrated. "No, it's not like that! You know I'd never deceive you. All I've said is true, there's no need to worry." He gentle reassured you, watching as your face contorted into one of disgust.

Crossing your arms and giving him a brutal side eye, you only let out a mere scoff. "Then I suppose you don't know how to read a room." You spoke out, Redsons eyes filling with confusion and tears. "I do not reciprocate your feelings, Redson. The relationship we have right now is purely business." You stated firmly, watching as the demons eyes widen in fear. He feared he would never hear those words from you.

Blinking away the tears, he shook his head and inclined closer to you. "Does that mean all those flirts and remarks where for naught? Where the subtle hints of romantic feelings in your ticks all lies, things to deceive me and push me into the wrong direction?" He questioned you, his anger over flowing his sadness and grief.

"Do you not understand what acting is? I thought you said you knew me!" Using your turn to now raise your voice, watching as Redson slightly cowered behind your words. "I'm a magician, my whole act is to romanticize my audience so they are drawn away. I use this distraction to my advantage to pull off my tricks. Nothing I ever said was to be taken to heart." Now pushing past Redson, you walked over towards your bedroom door.

Redson inwardly growled before turning over, his hair lighting a flame as you stood by and watched. "Then why would you use that wasted effort on me if you knew this would happen? Do you not care about any of what I said earlier?" He nearly sobbed out, but restrained himself from doing so. He knew you saw crying as weak, and he didn't need you to degrade him for something else.

With the scrunch of your eyes brows, you shook your head and opened the door. "What do you want me to say? Do you want me to lie and say I love you?" You voiced out, watching as Redson sighed deeply.

"Well you obviously had no problem lying about everything else!" And from there, something clicked inside you, and Redson knew he had messed up on his words choice. He tried to clean up his act and apologize, but you had already threw a card his way, hitting him straight on the forehead.

He ignored the blood trickling down from the cut you gave him, instead opting to watch you walk out the door. "You never mattered to me. You're just some piece in a puzzle you will never understand." And with that, you were gone, leaving Redson an emotion full mess in the middle of your room.

He never knew how much he would learn to hate the smell of vanilla.

sorry

[p3n-i3]

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Hi! It's me, Salt or better known (ig??) as p3n_i3!

For those that don't know, as I have yet to make this a public announcement on my other platforms, I am the writer of the following books!

Velleitie (Lmk x F!Reader)

Torn (Yandere Underverse x F!Reader)

Ashes to Ashes (Lmk x F!Reader)

Metanoia (Ninjago x F!Reader)

I have no real reason to making this account other than I just want to be on here just in case I want to reach outwards in the future. I don't plan on posting anything on here just quiet yet, but if I do it'll probably be silly things.

I’ll mostly use this to shove things i typically cant on wattpad down ur throat. like little head canons abt the reader and characters from my wattpad books. but if not:

I'll write oneshots, head cannons via requests or I might have them have the plot of some of my books! I'm not sure which fandoms I'll open these up too, but I'm pretty sure they will be ninjago, lmk and hsr/genshin, simply bc I have written books on those.

Other than that I would like to thank you for the amount of support you guys have given me with my books! I love how you guys interact with them and even share them on other medias and give them more popularity! My books wouldn't have grown as big as they have without your support, and I really do thank you for all of that!

So yeah, I'm just gonna leave this here until I'm ready! Until then I suppose :P