nocturnal-nexu
Nocturnal Nexu
Currently have Ninjago brainrot. Profile pic by @alizibtheterrible. Please refrain from using profanity on my blog. Thank you! :)
Fandoms: Star Wars, Ninjago, Spiderverse, HTTYD, Lunar Chronicles, Dr. Who, and Lord of the Rings
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Dude!! I play guitar and would love to cover the ballad! Thanks for suggesting!
Good morning Ninjago fandom! How y'all doing? Hope y'all are feeling good!
New week! New energy! I've got plenty of inspiration and I'm ready to write! Let's finish this ninjago fanseason's first episode!!! WOOO!!!🤩
#ninjago#ninjago lego#lego ninjago#zane ninjago#zane julien#ninjago zane#Ninjago: Rough Riders#New tag!#self reblog#I'm just gonna turn this into a chain for funny updates and stuff. Lol.#On a side note#Once this thing is released#I'm fine with anyone wanting to cover it. Of course they would need to make background music and stuff. I'm just writing the words.#But if that's your jam be my guest!#Just give credit!
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Oh my gosh!!! I'm literally working on a "Treasure Planet" Ninjago AU animatic right now! It was supposed to be quick and simple, but I got a little carried away. I should have it done soon, hopefully. I eventually want to draw the whole squad in pirate outfits.
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#I LOVE THAT MOVIE!!!#ninjago#lego ninjago#ninjago lego#ninjago au#garmadon ninjago#Ninjago Garmadon#Lord Garmadon#fanart#reblog#< prev tags
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LET'S GOOO!!!! This is so awesome! Thanks for tagging me. I like how they turned Garmadons helmet into a hood. It still keeps the look of Garm but makes it more Star Wars styled.
hey look it’s the totally original never heard of before ninjago star wars au
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My favorite is Zane. What can you tell about me? I'm curious.
You can tell a lot about a person just by knowing their favorite Ninjago character
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Totally forgot I made this!!! 🤣🤣🤣
POV: (Some bloke said something ignorant. He's about to destroy them with facts)
#the bad batch#star wars#tech#crappost#star wars art#bad batch tech#tbb tech#disney atlantis#milo thatch#star wars memes#memes
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OK y'all, so Mace Windu.
I'm re-watching "The Zilo Beast" and I'm finding myself respecting him more and more.
I feel like Mace gets a bad rap sometimes. I think some people think he was a bit too hard on Anakin, contributing to his fall, and aren't much for his serious disposition.
And while I, too, am not usually drawn to serious characters, his characterization in this episode was a treat to watch.
The Dugs and the Chancellor just straight up want to kill the Zilo, even knowing it's the last of its species, and Mace is here going, "So yall just okay with rendering these creatures extinct? What the heck guys!?"
He stands up for what he believes is morally right, even at the risk of losing a treaty with the Dugs. He believes that killing off an entire species for the "greater good" of signing a treaty and acquiring fuel for their ships is not a fair trade, nor something a Jedi would condone. And he makes known his position on the matter, even when both sides of the treaty agree that it would be in their best interest to kill the beast.
In the end, even if you don't stand by the Jedi council in everything they do, I believe that the Jedi themselves are supposed to value all life in the highest regard. (A view that the war has definitely skewed for some of the younger padawans.)
Basically, Mace stood up for what he believed in, and I respect the heck out of him for it.
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I have seen some discussion on "small" v.s. "muscled" Jay, and I have decided to throw my opinion out there.
Both. In my mind, he is both.
Okay, hear me out.
My little bro has this one friend who is a literal string bean. He just has a really lanky body type, I guess. You look at this kid and think, "Oh, he hasn't lifted a weight in his life."
But then, as boys often do when hanging with the homies, this kid will flex, and you'll realize... this kid is ripped. Like you don't expect it at all.
That's how I imagine Jay. A little on the smaller side, but under the baggy gi, this guy is toned.
I need some gang member or something to spout some insult about Jay being the "weak link" only to be immediately knocked out by the lightning ninja's critical hit uper-cut.
And Nya's just smiling smugly while puching another criminals face in, because she's trained with him. She's seen him in his black tank top when they spar. She knows about how Jay beat Kai in an arm wrestling contest that one time. (Much to Kai's disappoint)
I think Nya likes to see Jay fighting at his full potential. (We have Canon confirmation from the writers that he does pull his punches when using his element.) I think she likes to see him go absolutely ape and show everyone what he's really capable of. ("Yeah, that's right, you show um, babe!" mentality)
Why do they both seem like the type to yell across the battle field at each other.
"Yeah! Let's go! Kick their butt honey!"
(So, this just ended up turning into Jaya headcannons because I can't restrain myself, apparently. But I hope you enjoyed none the less. 😊)
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😭😭😭 MY HEART!!!
You perfectly captured the shame and guilt Zane felt after season 11! I love some good Zangst.
Pixane, my beloved!!! I always love seeing more of them together.
Awesome job!!
Splintered Ice
Oneshot – (FFN) (AO3)
Summary:
For all intents and purposes, the Ice Emperor is dead. However, his ghost remains, in icy joints and frosted eyes. How can Zane trust himself not to become him again? How can he heal? How could anyone begin to forgive him?
Ice cracks. It splinters. It shatters. Zane shivered; every movement, punctuated by the sound of fractures. What was it like to move freely- to not be frozen to his seat? To feel human, instead of frozen? To feel alive…
Crack, crack, crack, snap. The cold anthem of his existence. An orchestra of fractured glass. Horrible, beautiful.
Everything was white and gray. What did color look like, again? His mind was sluggish. No matter where he looked, the world was hidden by a panel of frosted glass, shielded from his tyranny. Maybe it was better that way.
The door creaked open, and Zane's frosted eyes slowly panned to it. He started, edging away as Pixal approached him with a plate of hot food and a sympathetic smile. Whatever she was saying was lost to his ears; he backed away, trying to tell her to flee. What if she froze? What if there was no way for Kai to thaw her? What if he controlled her?
No sound escaped his throat; only the sound of cracking ice. Pixal smiled gently and nodded; she gave him space but stayed in the room. How foolish. Zane shivered violently, snowflakes falling from his hair. Why wouldn't she leave? Didn't she value her safety?
Logically, Zane already knew the answer. She was a nindroid, like him. She believed he wasn't a threat. But what if he was? What if she was wrong?
Something clinked loudly on the ground; an icicle, falling from his hand and joining the pile below.
Was it just Zane, or did it feel like the world was tilting off its axis? He leaned on his hands, trying to support himself as the world spun out of order. What was happening to him? The warmth of the sun streaming through the window felt far-away, glinting off his metal in a painful glare on the permafrost.
Pixal shielded her eyes, and Zane felt pure, unadulterated guilt. It swelled up in his stomach, hot and painful and unnatural. He hated it. How could he let this happen?
Zane hugged himself tightly, attention turning inward. Maybe he deserved this, as punishment for freezing the Never Realm and all its people. Because he believed Vex. Maybe he deserved this for so blindly thinking he could safely reboot that accursed mech. It- it was all his fault, anyway! If he hadn't dragged it into that cave, or hadn't tried to fix it, or had looked around before he interfaced with it, or had backed up his memories again, or had just thought twice about what Vex said, this wouldn't be happening!
He heard a muffled voice, murmuring comforting words, but he knew he didn't deserve them. Pixal was always so compassionate. Too compassionate for a slow, outdated droid like him. An old operating system in a new body- a relic, whose only value was his power source.
Was he always like this? Maybe the veil had just been lifted away, showing the true horror of his nature– his inhumanity, finally on display for an entire world to see. It was all he could do to afford himself the mercy of gratitude that it wasn't Ninjago that saw his awful nature. They used to know him as a beacon of justice, light, and truth. What was he now? A tyrant? His memory banks were empty of decades of information. What had he done for the past twenty years? Thirty, perhaps? Maybe even forty? All of it was blank, wiped from his mind by the very staff that corrupted him.
Where was that accursed staff, anyway? Had he truly broken it? Even now, he could remember the feeling of it in his grip, heavy and slick. It released hidden power– did it also release hidden intentions? Maybe he had always wanted to rule. He still felt its heavy weight in his hand, cold and cruel.
Zane shivered again, and more snowflakes fell into the food before him. The world had stopped spinning, leaving him feeling numb. The plate of food in front of him was no longer steaming, having its heat sapped by his ice.
The frost over his eyes was thicker, but he saw Pixal, edging closer to him. She put her hand on his, and Zane felt even more numb. She had to know he was going to freeze her, right? Did she really trust him enough not to be afraid? He frowned, unmotivated to correct her mistaken trust. She would see eventually. He remembered so little about her anymore, but he remembered that she would never budge when she chose to do something. She was grounded. He didn't remember being like that, even though he knew he was once. Didn't someone once tell him that time erodes memory and mind alike?
Maybe it would be okay to submit to her affections, just once. Surely it wouldn't hurt her, right? Slowly, he knitted his fingers together with hers, as small chunks of ice splintered from his joints. She held his hand tightly, and murmured in his ear. Zane shook his head, clearing the frozen fog for a moment. He needed to eat; as one of the perks of being Borg's most advanced machine, he ran almost like a person would. Including digestion.
Pixal raised a piece of warm bread to his mouth, and he ate without tasting. The warmth radiated through him, gone too quickly. He ate more, giving her a faint, frostbitten smile. She was too good for him. How did he deserve her care?
The food was gone before Zane realized. When was the last time he had eaten? Either way, the room felt less cold. Stable. Almost like home. With Pixal, anywhere felt like that, he was remembering. He felt safe.
He blinked slowly, watching the frost on his eyes break off as ice and fall. His ears were ringing- weird. Pixal took the dishes and kissed him on the cheek, but he was unable to look at her; as he tried to turn his neck, the sound of ice breaking heralded his effort. Instead, he focused on clearing his mind. A few deep breaths brought a sense of calm, and Zane relaxed a little. He hadn't hurt Pixal. She was safe from him.
A few more bits of ice fell out of his hair, looking akin to diamonds. Zane smiled for a fleeting moment. He would be okay, right?
He sighed. "Okay" was a relative term at best, after all. For now, for his own safety (and more importantly, for everyone else), he would stay isolated. He laid down, looking at the ceiling as tendrils of frost again invaded his vision. Just for now, he would wait…
It wasn't hiding, right?
No, it wasn't. It couldn't be. It was really self-preservation.
Zane smiled faintly, closing his eyes. It was a good idea to stay away, just for a little longer. Even if it meant locked, icy joints. Even if it meant an inability to sit up. Even if it meant disappearing. It was in everyone's best interests. It was a good thing.
#ninjago#ninjago zane#ninjago pixal#pixane#zane julien#pixal borg#zangst#post-season 11#ninjago fanfiction#OLST fanfic#OLST writing
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I just realized that I should definitely be tagging you for my Vanillacake posts too. But like... I wasn't sure if you'd want me too?😅 I don't know if you like people tagging you in stuff, so please let me know! I want to include you Nexu! - ✒️🐉
Of course! I would love that! I've been going through a bit of a stressful time lately, and your posts always lift my spirits. Thanks for thinking of me! 😊
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According to this AU, yes. Yes, he is.
Zanes thinking "😀 does this make me a father??"
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Hey! I just wanted to say THANK YOU for your super sweet comments on my fic The Gift of New Life! I'm so so glad you enjoyed it!! <3 Reactions like yours are why I keep writing, and I really appreciate you.
Of course! I always love seeing great Pixane content!! Keep up the good work! Your writing is amazing!
Have a quick Pixane sketch! I did it on my phone with my finger, so it's a bit messy. ☺️
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Calling all Pixane fans!!! Please read this!!!! It's gorgeous!!!!
That last line was so raw! Agggghhhh!!! My heart!!
The Gift of New Life
Oneshot – (FFN) (AO3)
Summary:
Zane had sacrificed himself to save all of Ninjago from the Overlord. Pixal didn't go to his funeral. Instead, she went to the factory floor. Zane, of course, didn't stay dead, but how he lived afterwards is yet a mystery... Here is one possible story of his rebirth.
aka, "How Zane Defied Death (the first time)"
Anyone who said "time flies" was wrong; Pixal had never felt time move so slowly. It had only been one week since the end of the Overlord's second attempt to conquer Ninjago, but the world had changed immeasurably, and no less with the loss of Zane. As she thought about it, Pixal's half of a heart hurt. The very one who had given her his heart was gone– cast into oblivion– dead and buried. Even the memorial service was too painful for her. Instead, she stayed in Borg Tower and watched as the Ninja said their last words to their beloved steel friend.
"You are Zane, a droid like me. What does Zane stand for?"
"I stand for peace, freedom, and courage." How long it had been since Pixal heard those first words. They almost felt like she was hearing them again.
"Your hardware is outdated, and your processor is slow and incompatible." Pixal once didn't know how beautiful Zane's differences were; once, she mindlessly followed her code, not her heart.
"Why are you so different?" If only she could hear that voice speak to her again. She turned from the window with an unnecessary sigh (no droid could need air) and looked toward Borg's computer. There, on the screen, was a camera feed from the day she met Zane. Hadn't it been blank just minutes before?
"We're all different, but I don't feel so different around you." Pixal gasped and ran to the computer.
"I wasn't recalling that voice! Zane, is that you?" Was he here, with her, somehow? She had always known him to perform small miracles.
"You are vital to me." There it was, the voice speaking again.
"You are vital to me," she replied, quiet. "Are you… here?"
"I shall see you again," the videos replied, before switching to a view of the nindroid assembly line. Pixal nodded before running to the elevator and slamming the call button. As she descended within it, she hardly dared to breathe. As soon as the elevator doors opened, she bolted out onto the conveyor belt, watching as the robotic machines turned their eerily human heads toward her. She held her breath, waiting for a signal.
"Are we compatible now?"
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Clank, clank, clank– the sound of a hammer rang throughout the factory. Three weeks had passed in a flash, so unlike before, but this time the distorted passage of time was a good thing. Pixal had been working non-stop trying to rebuild Zane's body, while he worked from inside the digital systems of Borg Industries to reconstitute his mind. A few small memories were lost, like Cole's favorite type of cake, but he was alive and intact, so it was good enough. Pixal had run a diagnostic on him at the beginning of the process, and she shuddered at the cold feeling that sprung up along her spine at the thought of Zane's untimely end. How awful that had been…
"Have you finished it, Pixal?" Zane's voice echoed from speakers, with a camera trained on her to act as his eyes.
"Oh, yes! It's all in place. I just need to finish the chestplate."
"Wonderful." Zane smiled, and despite him being the Ninja of Ice, it was like sunshine on a spring day (in Pixal's unbiased, logical opinion). She gave the hammer one final strike before putting it aside.
After fastening the plate to his new titanium body, Pixal turned to the computer, where a digital avatar of Zane waited. "Are you ready, Zane? You can commence the upload at any time."
"Yes, let's begin. Thank you, Pixal." Zane's avatar fizzled out immediately after.
A robotic voice echoed loudly in Pixal's ears. WARNING. Certain files are incompatible with newer BorgTech™ systems and may not properly align. Commence upload anyway? Pixal shook her head and pressed a button.
"Upload will commence in 3… 2… 1… Do not disconnect the power source."
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Aquamarine eyes flickered to life as a viewscreen displayed diagnostics. A titanium body sat up, creaking from its newness. A hand stretched out. "Pixal…?"
"Zane. Welcome back." Pixal took his hand and pulled him to his feet. "I have missed you."
"I have… missed you too, but I cannot remember why… Was I gone?" Zane blinked owlishly at her.
"Do you not remember it, Zane? You sacrificed yourself in order to freeze the Overlord." Pixal took Zane's other hand. "You saved everyone, including me."
Zane shook his head. "I feel out of sorts. It must have been the upload. I do not think this disorientation will last very long."
"I am inclined to agree with you. We should go meet with the Ninja and tell them the good news– they have not yet been informed of our project, in case something went wrong." While she did not say it, Pixal's fears were palpable; if they had failed, how would she have told them their brother was gone a second time?
Zane nodded. "Let us be glad it succeeded." He took Pixal's hand, and a pleasant staticky feeling ran up Pixal's arm. She smiled, but Zane's returning grin was short-lived. "I cannot remember some things, Pixal. Some of my memory files are missing or corrupted. I am concerned that perhaps the upload was not as successful as we thought it was."
Pixal's eyes widened. "You have more missing memories? What is the magnitude of their severity?"
"I do not think they are severe at the moment, but they may worsen. I am afraid only time will tell if they are resolved. We should meet my brothers and tell them; perhaps Jay or Nya can help." Zane sighed– to Pixal's ears, it seemed oddly mechanical.
"Very well, then. Shall we go?" Pixal held her hand out to Zane, who took it with a smile.
"We shall." Moments later, his vision turned black, consciousness lost.
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Zane blinked rapidly, his new eyes flickering slightly as he came to full consciousness. He looked around frantically, spotting Pixal shut down in a corner. "Pixal!"
"Hey, tin can, you're awake! Welcome to my humble abode," an unfamiliar voice called.
As Zane looked around, he saw no identifying markings of any kind; only the walls of a warehouse. He tried to stand, only to find that his hands were tied to a post, making that impossible without help. "Who are you?" He struggled against his bindings.
"That's not gonna work, buddy. You're well and truly stuck there." The stranger approached, remaining half-clad in shadow. Only half his face was visible, the other half obscured by a bandanna and an eyepatch with a telescoping lens. A wide-brimmed hat cast long shadows on his face, belying creases on his face. "Besides, we wouldn't want you getting hurt. You're worth an awful lot of money."
"You kidnapped us? Do you not know who we are?" Zane protested.
"Of course I do! That's the point. Too bad you're easier to transport in hibernate mode; you're such a bundle of joy to talk to." The man stepped closer. "I suppose it doesn't matter anyway; I can just switch you off."
"Don't do it!" Zane shouted, trying to lean away. "What have you done to Pixal?"
"Nothing that can't be undone," the man said with a chuckle. "Same with you." With those final words, he reached out; Zane shut his eyes tightly, and then he felt no more.
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Pixal blinked several times and sat up, raising her head to look around her. In front of her stood Zane, looking frightened for his life. "Zane? What happened?" She shook her head. "It seems I have been hard reset. Do you know who did this?"
"It was a stranger, Pixal. I do not know his name. He did the same to me." Zane kneeled before her, a hand resting on her cheek. "He has taken us hostage. My global positioning system says we are currently off the eastern coast of the mainland, on an unmarked island."
Pixal nodded and looked around. "Where are we? Some sort of holding cell?"
"We are in the back of a truck, I believe. It has not moved for some time." Zane glanced at the door. "I cannot access my elemental powers at all, and I am unarmed; with my neural drive's current state, I am also unable to open the door. We are trapped." He looked back to Pixal, a deep frown upon his artificial features. "I am terribly sorry you were dragged into this."
"Do not apologize, Zane. It was unavoidable, and I would have it no other way. I am glad I am with you." Pixal smiled sadly, taking Zane's hand in her own. "After all, we are compatible."
Zane smiled. "Yes, we are." As if to punctuate his statement, a loud thump occurred against the wall of the truck. "It seems we are not alone."
A voice rang out, muffled by the truck walls. "Gah, stupid cultists! Can't even carry crates right! This deal had better be worth it."
Pixal locked eyes with Zane. "How is your neural drive? I hesitate to believe we will be alone for long."
Zane shook his head. "It is in a bad state. I seem to have even more corrupted files. It will take a long time to dredge the backups from my hard drive."
Pixal frowned. "It will have to do for now."
The voice outside the truck shouted again. "Hey, watch it! That's valuable cargo, straight from Stiix!" It paused, then took a different tone. "Ah, Chen. There you are."
A whiny voice shouted in return. "There you are, Ronin! Do you have the robot?"
"Yes, I have the nindroid," the first– likely Ronin– responded.
"Let me see him!" the whiny voice, which must belong to Chen, shouted. "I need to know you kept your deal!"
"Hey, hold it," Ronin responded. "Give me the money first."
"Yes, yes," Chen replied, his tone off-handed. "Clouse, give him the money. I want to see the prize!"
"I brought Borg's droid too. The nindroid's smitten with her. You never know how helpful it is to have a bargaining chip."
"Yes, you're right! Clouse, add an extra three hundred for her. It's a pleasure doing business with you, Ronin."
"Yeah. A pleasure." The voices fell silent, and Pixal nodded at Zane.
"Here's our chance," Pixal whispered.
Zane nodded and stood, helping her stand up too. "We won't get a second. Ready?"
"Ready." The two of them stood apart, ready to fight. A minute later, the door creaked open, and Pixal launched herself at the men opening the door. After landing a kick, a man with a sort of telescoping eyepatch grabbed her foot and threw her onto her back.
"You're a feisty one, huh sweetheart? Careful, don't hurt yourself," the man snarked.
Pixal sat herself up abruptly and pushed herself back. After managing to stand, she glanced at Zane, only to find him frozen. "Zane…?"
Zane shook his head rapidly, looking confused. "What is going on? Did I miss something?"
Pixal's eyes widened. "Oh, no. Your neural drive!"
The man in the hat laughed harshly and turned to a man next to him with facial hair and a large purple boa. "Well isn't that handy. Look, Chen. He can't even fight you off! I'd say that's a deal for you."
Chen laughed. "Yes, yes, you're right! Clouse, get our men to take them to their cells!" Another man, this one with a greasy mustache and slicked hair, nodded and gestured to several tattooed men wearing skulls, who entered the truck. Pixal edged away from them with Zane, but they hit a wall and the men grabbed them by the arms.
"Zane!" Pixal called frantically, struggling unsuccessfully to free herself. "You must fight back!"
Zane shook his head and pulled his arms free, only to have another man pin them. "My d-defensive programs are not respon-ponding! I-I-I-I am unable to fight th-th-them!" His voice glitched painfully, displeasure evident on his face. The men wrenched his arms behind him and began marching him out of the truck. "Pixal!"
Pixal stared in horror as her own captors marched her in the same direction. As Zane glitched erratically, she tried to defend herself, but she could only watch as they were brought to two identical cell doors. Zane was thrown in the right, and she in the left.
Zane shouted as he was thrown against a wall and shackled. His captors immediately slammed and locked the door, as Pixal was locked in her own. "I am unharmed. Are you?"
Pixal ran to the window connecting their cells and shook her head. "I am as safe as I can be. You are shackled, Zane!"
"Yes," he replied with displeasure. "I will be able to cut them, I believe, but not any time soon. The saw in my arm will suffice."
Pixal nodded. "Very well." As soon as she said that, the door to her cell slammed open, revealing more of the tattooed men. She gasped and backed up to the wall, frantically searching for an opening for escape, yet finding none. "Do not touch me!"
The mustached man approached from the back of the group and grinned. "I find it difficult to see the power behind your words, robot."
"I said, don't touch me," Pixal exclaimed. "I am a droid, and I can defend myself!"
"Well, that poses a problem," the man simpered. "But that can be remedied." He gestured to her. "You know what to do." With that, the men advanced.
"Stop!" Pixal held out her arms in protest, only for the men to encircle her and remove her arms at the shoulder sockets. Red warnings flashed across her visual interface.
"Pixal!" Zane exclaimed, pulling uselessly against his chains. "What are they doing to you?"
"T-they are disconnecting my body!" Pixal replied. "They have taken my arms- You can't take that ou-" Her voice cut off abruptly.
"PIXAL!" Zane cried, but there was no response other than simpering laughter.
"My mistake. I seem to have removed her neural drive. Such a pity for that beautiful body to be useless." The mustached man came to the window. "Let this be a lesson, nindroid. Fighting back will only result in pain."
Zane shook his head. "You can't do this."
"You misunderstand, nindroid. I can, and I will." With that, the man stepped away.
Zane shook his head, his eyes falling to the floor as he uselessly tried to sob. His digital breath hitched, and he almost laughed; they had forgotten to add tear ducts to his new body. A fresh wave of emotion washed over him, pushing against his skull, and warnings flared across his vision. Warning: intense emotional experience will increase file corruption. Calm down. Zane laughed emptily and continued to silently sob, the warnings multiplying. It didn't matter that his files were slowly corrupting and disappearing; Pixal was gone, and nobody even knew he was alive again. There would be no rescue for him. He hung his head as his eyes closed, the warnings dyeing his vision red. Let him forget; it would hurt less.
#ninjago#ninjago zane#ninjago pixal#pixane#zane julien#pixal borg#ninjago fanfiction#set during the season 3 to season 4 gap#zangst#OLST fanfic#OLST writing#< prev tags#oh my gosh!!!!#beautifully written!!!
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For some reason I'm imagining the "Ninjago Confidential" bar fight, but cowboy themed this time! This is going to be so good!!!
(Also, yes, let him talk smack. He can be the polite braincell holder for only so long. 😂 )
Good morning Ninjago fandom! How y'all doing? Hope y'all are feeling good!
New week! New energy! I've got plenty of inspiration and I'm ready to write! Let's finish this ninjago fanseason's first episode!!! WOOO!!!🤩
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The kitty hath returned!!!
I'm so glad he came home!!!
MY CAT IS HOME!!!🤩 OUR PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED! PRAISE THE LORD!!!
I can't believe it!!! He came home! He's skinny and a bit banged up, but alive!!! I can't even think straight! Lol! Thank you to all who prayed and showed support! I can't thank you guys enough! I'll try to publish the full story later! WOOO HOOOOO!!!!!✨💖😁🤩💖😁🤩💖💖✨🤩💖✨🤩💖💖💖🤩💖🤩💖🤩💖🤩✨
#I'M SO HAPPY!!!#I WAS CRYING ALL DAY!!! AND MY CAT IS HOME NOW AND HE'S SAFE!!! YAY!!! :D#prayers answered#not ninjago#I was worried he'd died or something. Oh my word.#He's safe. He's really safe. I have my kitty home.#I can finally rest a bit.☺️#< prev tags#reblog#KITTY IS SAFE!!!!#I'm so happy for you!!!!
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Yes, yes, and YES! This is one of the reasons I love Skybound! They really developed Jay's character! I really wish they would have kept some of that development throughout the following seasons, but he kinda just turned into the "funny one" again.
I've been rewatching Skybound recently, and I've found myself thinking that it would've been absolutely incredible for Jay's story if everyone somehow remembered what happened. (with Nya still being alive, of course). Not only could Jay get help for the insane amount of trauma he experienced, but the ninja team, who likely don't think of him as the "leader" type, would then see differently.
Jay really stood up as a leader in this season. Although he made mistakes in the first half, after he escaped Misfortune's Keep he really took charge and showed how great a leader he could be. He proved that he wasn't just someone who could use lightning and say a funny joke. He could be someone people listen to, look up to, and obey orders from. Someone that people trust to lead them.
Not only did Jay make a plan to keep Nya away from Nadakhan as long as possible, but when she was taken he continued on. Jay also, after Ed talked to him, pick himself up after being the only ninja left standing, created a new team, and made a plan, basically all by himself. He led them despite how he has never led a team before, and led them well. He even made the call to risk his own freedom and go into the Djinn blade, saving the members of the team who were trapped.
Jay is so often, especially now with the newer seasons, seen as just the comedy guy, the funny side character, when in reality, when push comes to shove, he can also be an incredible leader, and it would've been amazing if the rest of the team saw him as such!
Prime Empire showed a little bit of his leadership skills too, but not in the same way. I want to see Jay make plans again, make tough calls, and lead others all by himself.
He can do it, he's proven it, but the others don't know it. If only they did. Maybe then Jay could have another chance at being a leader.
#ninjago#jay walker#lego ninjago#ninjago jay#skybound#ninjago skybound#character study i guess?#ninjago nadakhan#nya ninjago#ninjago ninja#< prev tags#reblog
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Has your #1 comfort character committed a crime?
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I'll be praying for you. I really hope he comes home.
Prayer Request🙏
Hi... I don't usually ask for things like this. I've been hesitant to even post this. But this is very important to me, and I don't have many options. So here's what's happened.
A week ago, my cat disappeared and he hasn't been seen since. I'm very worried since we have natural predators of cats in my area, as well as speeding cars. My sweet baby tom cat is one of the few bright spots in my otherwise stressful and lonely life and I'd be devastated if I never saw him again. So, I would like anyone who prays to please pray he comes home. I miss him so much.
Thank you for reading. - ✒️🐉
#prayer request#not ninjago#prayer#please pray for me#please help#I miss him so much.#I've been grieving for days now.#Reblogs are Greatly appreciated as well. The more reach the better#< prev tags#reblog
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