Nya slander makes my heart ache
:( IF I SEE ANOTHER PERSON HATING ON HER I WILL WXPLODE. Its so unnecessary.
Especially if it’s something dumb l”i hate jaya” “i dont like the ways shes written” “shes annoying”
Let me guess. She gets in the way of your ship. She (deservingly) criticizes your favorite character? “Shes annoying” and so many male characters with her traits are never criticized for it? Can you not handle a female character that speaks her mind?
PLEASE! ACCEPT THAT SHE IS IMPORTANT!! She doesnt need to prove herself!!
on a lighter topic. I have just been wondering why there is such little wlw art in the ninjago fandom compared to the rest. Yeah there aren’t so many girls, but people also find the most random and insignificant male characters to ship. Gender bent art of male characters exists and is cool, but if you want yuri cant you draw the canonically female characters?? Are people just bad at characterizing them in their heads? The amount of “ceo/literally/number one fan of cole/kai/zane/lloyd” accounts iv seen across so many platforms and not a single nya one. Claiming a character for only yourself is a bit odd and a whole different story, but in the context of this why is nobody “obsessing” over nya??
Generally, she is only appreciated in the context of a romantic relationship. ( coff coff jaya. btw it makes no sense to hate nya bcs of jaya when jay was the one who wanted them to get together???)
Idk this all just confuses me. Nya slander chips my soul away and i dont trust anyone who hates her and cant justify it.
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Lloyd is a chronic insomniac. He doesn't know when it started, but he has never been able to sleep. If he thinks he's enough, it started around when he got shipped off to Darkley's. Something about pranks in his sleep and being too scared to leave his body vulnerable to attack.
It doesn't matter how it started, though, because now he can't sleep. It's a curse, really, to be left alone in his own mind - trapped with no reprieve from the crushing weight of his mountain-heavy mistakes.
He stays up all night laying in his bed just thinking. Thinking about his dad - no, that's not his dad - Garmadon, thinking about Zane's death, thinking about Cole's death, thinking about Nya's death, thinking about everything that he has ever done that brought him to this very breaking point. He thinks.
It'd gotten to a place where he doesn’t even care about sleeping anymore; he just wants to rest his brain. He just wants to turn it off for a little while. Just for a second. He'd settle for half.
Some nights, he doesn't bother pretending to try and sleep. He gets out of his bed under the pretense of a glass of water or the bathroom, then spends the rest of the night training or watching his favorite shows. But that can only happen so often before someone notices his absence, which is exactly what happened today.
He couldn't sleep like any other day, which is normal. As he lay there in the darkness, Lloyd's mind raced with thoughts that felt like a whirlwind of regrets and missed opportunities. It wasn't just the physical exhaustion that plagued him; it was the relentless barrage of memories and what-ifs that kept him prisoner in his own mind. He tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position, but no matter how he shifted, sleep eluded him like a distant dream.
His eyes flickered to the digital clock on his bedside table, its numbers mocking him as they steadily ticked away the minutes of another sleepless night. 2:37 AM. It was a familiar sight by now, the harsh glow of the numbers serving as a constant reminder of his insomnia.
With a sigh, Lloyd pushed himself up into a sitting position, his gaze wandering to the window where the moon cast its silver light into his room. He longed for the peace that sleep promised, the temporary escape from the relentless burden of his thoughts. But it seemed that peace was as elusive as sleep itself.
Turning away from the window, Lloyd swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, the cool floor sending a shiver up his spine. He knew he should try to sleep, should at least make the effort to rest his weary mind. But the thought of lying there in the darkness, alone with his thoughts, was too much to bear.
Instead, he padded silently across the room, careful not to wake his sleeping teammates. He had become adept at moving silently in the night, a skill born out of necessity rather than choice. As he reached the door, he paused, his hand hovering over the handle.
Should he go back to bed and try to sleep, or should he give in to the urge to escape his own mind? It was a question he grappled with every night, a battle between exhaustion and restlessness.
In the end, the pull of the training room was too strong to resist. With a determined nod, Lloyd pushed open the door and slipped out into the hallway, the darkness swallowing him whole as he made his way towards the familiar glow of the training lights. Perhaps tonight, he thought, he would find some solace in the rhythmic movements of his training routine, a temporary distraction from the turmoil within.
After Lloyd had trained for a while, lost in the rhythm of his movements, he heard the soft creak of the training room door opening behind him. Turning, he saw his teammates entering, their expressions soft with concern.
"Lloyd, we noticed you were gone again," Nya said gently, stepping forward to stand beside him.
Lloyd's heart skipped a beat, a mix of surprise and apprehension swirling within him. He hadn't expected them to follow him, to witness his midnight training sessions.
"Yeah, we were worried about you," Jay added, his usual cheerful demeanor replaced with a more serious tone.
Lloyd shifted uncomfortably, feeling exposed under their watchful gazes. He had always been so careful to keep his struggles hidden, to bear the weight of his insomnia alone. But now, faced with the concern of his teammates, he found himself at a loss for words.
"I..." Lloyd began, his voice faltering as he searched for the right words. "I didn't mean to worry you."
Kai stepped forward, his expression softened with understanding. "We know, Lloyd. But we're a team, remember? We look out for each other."
Lloyd felt a lump form in his throat at Kai's words, a surge of emotion welling up within him. For so long, he had felt isolated by his struggles, alone in the darkness of his own mind. But here, surrounded by his teammates who had become more like family, he realized that he didn't have to face his demons alone.
As they gathered around him, offering words of encouragement and support, Lloyd felt a sense of warmth and gratitude wash over him. He may never be free from his insomnia, may never fully escape the nightmares that haunted his sleepless nights. But with his teammates by his side, he knew that he would never have to face them alone.
And as they stood together in the quiet of the training room, Lloyd couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope ignite within him, a beacon of light in the darkness of his endless night.
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This one was rushed !! Sorry <3
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