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emiruu-u · 7 months
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I know I shared this to @ceoofmorro but I'm gonna post it here too
Love this trend fr
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roselock22 · 4 months
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Ya se que puse como tres dibujos esta noche pero dejame añadir este,,, translation: Watch yourself Aw, how cute It's a threat I tried my best to translate it in a natural way but the translation might come off a little wonky,,
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paprikko-lol · 4 months
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i think morro and nya should be friends because nya is a character who's had labels thrust upon her repeatedly throughout her life, and morro is a character who would kill to have a label to live by. morro needs stability in his identity, and nya needs freedom in hers. guys the differences are too perfect they can teach each other to forge their own identities and explore their own selves..... THEY CAN HELP EACHOTHER DEAL WITH THEIR ISSUES WITH EXPECTATIONS VIA RESPONSIBILTY......im so normal
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favesgrave · 5 months
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nya bloodbending and morro doing that air suffocate thing from LoK blink if u agree
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pangolinsandnewts · 8 months
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Anura's 100 (technically 118) followers DTIYS!!!
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Its technically a redraw of my first art on this account because i was feeling sentimental :D
rules and prizes under the cut!
Rules!
-should include Storm!Morro and Sea!Nya
-use the tag #Anuras100dtiys and @ me in your submission
-um yea thats it
The deadline is October 26th, about two months from now! I'll choose three winners based off the wind patterns and the alignment of the stars.
1st place prize: a colored fullbody piece of one character of your choice
2nd place prize: a black and white fullbody piece of one character of your choice
3rd place: a black and white bust of a character of your choice
Feel free to ask me questions or request an extention! The support over the past year and a half has been amazing! I am so grateful for all of my followers and mutuals! you guys are the best fr :D
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mossghosst · 1 year
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wojira duo my beloved
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ceoofmorro · 7 months
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SAW THIS EDIT ON MY FYP OF THIS TREND WITH THE LANA SONG (by castlescrumbling i think?? swiftie x ninjago!!) IT WAS LIKE
you’re in the wind (morro) i’m in the water (nya) nobody’s son nobody’s daughter
AND ITS SO?? WE DESERVED THE WOJIRA DUO ☹️
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miss-phamtom-1 · 8 months
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@pangolinsandnewts Congrats on 100 followers!!!
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I decided to try out the dtiys (mainly bc it's wojira duo related) aaand I had lots of fun drawing it!!
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beanieable · 6 months
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Morro has an emotional support bestie and her name is Nya.
I wish we could have seen them interact, specially considering that their elements are connected to one another. They would have been best friends I just know it.
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ninjago-fnaf-simp · 6 months
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Random idea that came into my head at 2 am earlier.
What if Wojira had eggs? And what if the babies inside had Wojira’s powers? What if the eggs were separated, and one was injured so it woke up earlier than the other one? 30 years earlier to be precise. And what if when the older dragon/oni hatched, it shapeshifted into a little boy with a green stripe in his hair?
What if the youngest shapeshifted into a little girl? What if she was was found by a couple? What if this couple were the masters of Fire and Water. What if they already had a 4 year old son whom would become the next master of fire? What if they disappeared 3 years after adopting the little girl? What if her older brother had to raise her? And what if the name the couple had given her was Nya? Nya Smith.
What if the oldest took the name Morro? What if Morro found a Sensei to take care of him? What if Morro died trying to prove himself to his Sensei? What if he ended up in the cursed realm before his sister ever hatched out of her egg? What if he was brought out of the cursed realm, and after a lot a BS ended up with his little sister again? What if he felt weirdly protective and proud of her?
And what if when Wojira came back, she recognized her babies?
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riptide0602 · 3 months
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Ninjago inspired jewelry design
1/?:Wojira duo/amulets of Wojira
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They are meant to be necklaces.I wanted to try to add a scales pattern,but couldn't manage to make it look good.The next'll probably be Jay.
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paprikko-lol · 1 year
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children of the storm
I have many thoughts. look under the cut to read them >:D (click for quality tumblr fucked it up bad)
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my hands slipped and made a new au for wojira duo. whoops.
so the au starts around the time that seabound ends, with nya as this big-ass water dragon thing and kinda just wandering around the ocean saving random sailors out of habit. within her first week or so she starts hearing a soft hum in her head, and eventually, the voice starts to speak a bit. in this form, she is the most connected to her element than she ever has been or ever will be, so she’s finally able to connect to the other half of her element, wind, aka morro. she's hearing his thoughts, basically.
but morro’s dead, right? kinda. a little. let me explain. 
for some reason, the writers never bothered to establish the existence of a new master of wind after morro died (which totally shoulda happened btw), so that implies that morro never died to begin with. I decided to make the explanation as vague and random as possible because that's what I’m best at!! yeah.
in this au, it's revealed that morro never actually got sent to the departed realm in the s5 finale, and instead was manifested as a huge purple dragon similar to nya’s current form. this only happened because he never had anyone to pass his element to, so he was instead sent to guard the skies by the first master himself until morro could find someone who he deemed fit enough to wield the wind after him. 
of course, morro being the stubborn asshole he is (affectionate), chose that brooding in the mountains is a better fate than giving up his wind. he lives on the highest of all peaks in ninjago, where no one will try to find him. he decides that he may as well stay true to the task the first master put on him; he’s not sure he can handle the guilt of going against him after what he did to wu.
ok enough about the emo bitch. back to the cool one. nya has developed a mental link with morro now that they’ve both reached the highest point of connection with their elements. she eventually works up the courage to talk to him, and he reluctantly responds. in canon, nyad is the one to help nya remember her life, but in this version it's morro. she freaks out when she realizes who she's talking to, but morro isn't acting like a vengeful psychopath, so over a few months nya and morro begin to talk to each other more and more. eventually, they become friends :D
I have more planned, but this is all I'll put for now because it's already getting way too long lmao. send me an ask if you wanna hear more tho, I'll gladly share!
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themetallicnemesis · 2 years
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Wanted to draw something cool with the wojira duo
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blu3cl0v3rs · 7 months
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Summary: Little Nya can't sleep. Luckily, Morro has a bedtime story for her.
Warnings: None
Prompt: Stars | "Once upon a time…"
Extra: Set in an AU I call "Wojira's Ghost". Essentially, Kai as a kid finds a summoning and binding spell for a ghost from the Cursed Realm that his parents left behind. Being the naive kid he is, he summons this ghost and binds it to his sister, thinking that it'll protect her. He forgets about this, and Nya grows up with her "imaginary friend", Morro!
Nya tossed and turned in her small creaky bed. Her tattered blanket did little to stop the cold from creeping into her bones and settling there.
She angrily sat up, curling the blanket around her, and headed to the forge.
Maybe Kai was still awake so the forge would be on. Her swaddled form carefully rested against the wall nearest the forge, still smoldering after Kai had last used it. She plopped onto the floor.
"What are you doing awake?"
Nya jumped, fumbling about within her blanket cocoon.
"Jeez, Morro, you scared me!" She whined, trying her best to cross her arms and still be covered.
"You're dodging the question, why are you up?"
"I'm not dodging the question!" she exclaimed.
Morro raised an eyebrow with a deadpan face.
Nya sighed, "I couldn't sleep, that's all."
She looked out to the inky skies, glittering stars dimly illuminating silhouettes of the far away houses of the other villagers.
"The stars are quite pretty, aren't they?" Morro mused.
Nya simply nodded.
"...have I ever told you the story of Tsukiko and Hoshiko?" Morro questioned her.
"Hmmmm, I don't think so."
"Would you like to hear it?"
"Sure!"
The ghost faux-cleared his throat.
"Once upon a time, there lived a widowed man and his daughter, Tsukiko. Tsukiko was a young girl, maybe four or five.
Her father knew he could not raise her himself, and married another woman. His second wife loved Tsukiko and treated her well.
Eventually, she had her own daughter, and as her stepdaughter was named Tsukiko, she named her daughter Hoshiko.
The two parents loved their daughters very much. But, one day the father told his family that he had to leave for work for a long time, and would not come home for years."
"Like my parents?" Nya peered innocently at the ghost.
"Uh, yeah, I guess so. A-anyway, the father left, and as the girls grew older, the second wife's heart grew favorable towards her younger daughter, Hoshiko.
She decided one day that she would kill Tsukiko-"
"Oh, that's horrible!" Nya exclaimed.
"Yes, yes it is. She decided this so she could take better care of Hoshiko-"
"That's a really bad reason, though."
"I know, very bad. So she plotted on how to get rid of her. She poisoned a sweet bun and planned to feed it to Tsukiko.
She told her daughter, 'Hoshiko. Tonight, I am going to give Tsukiko a sweet bun. You must not eat it.' However, Hoshiko loved her stepsister very much, and upon learning that her mother wished her harm, she warned her sister.
'Tsukiko. Mother is going to give you a sweet bun tonight. Whatever you do, you must not eat it.' She said, and her sister did not eat the sweet bun.
The second wife was surprised to see both daughters that following morning, and plotted another way to kill her stepdaughter.
She decided to split her head open with a spear, but Hoshiko caught on. She set a pillow of adzuki beans where her stepsister's head would be, and convinced Tsukiko to sleep in Hoshiko's futon with her."
Nya leaned her head onto Morro's ghostly shoulder as he willed it to be tangible.
"That night, in the pitch black the mother mistook the beans for Tsukiko's head and plunged the spear into them.
She was, again, shocked to find both daughters wishing her 'good morning', and plotted yet another idea.
This time, she decided she would bury Tsukiko alive in a coffin. She ordered a coffin from the undertaker. Once again, Hoshiko discovered her plan and asked the undertaker to add a small hole into the coffin, and he made one."
"But-" Nya yawned quietly, "what's the point of a small hole? Tsukiko can't fit through that."
"You will find out. Hoshiko asked her mother to make lots of roasted soybeans and dangos, and she made them because she loved her daughter. Once the coffin was finished, the second wife told the village Tsukiko had died that morning."
"Did she?"
"No, the mother was lying. She asked that her stepdaughter were to be buried at the foot of the mountain that day, so Hoshiko would not be around a corpse. Hoshiko was horrified, her mother was a horrible person-"
"Jeez, did she-" another yawn, "just realize that? I thought her first murder attempt made that clear."
"You would think. Hoshiko packed the roasted soybeans and dangos into the coffin without her mother noticing. The second wife ordered Tsukiko to get into the coffin, then nailed it shut so she could not escape. The villagers had no clue of the mother's plans and were about to carry the coffin to the mountain's base. Hoshiko begged for them to wait, and secretly snuck some sesame seeds through the small hole."
"Ohhhhh. Bu' why?"
"You'll see, and then the villagers buried her. Days later, Hoshiko followed sprouting sesame seeds that fell out of the hole to her stepsisster's burial site."
"Oh. Tha's real sm'rt."
"Mhm, and once she found the place her stepsister was buried, she dug and dug, but her childlike hands could not dig deep.
A passing rifleman asked Hoshiko what she was doing, and she explained that her sister had been buried alive in a coffin.
He helped Hoshiko hurriedly dig the hole down to Tsukiko's coffin. Once they opened it, Tsukiko was tired and ill, but thanks to Hoshiko's packed food, she lived.
'I'm so relieved! Let's go home, I will talk to my mother about this'-"
"No! She's jus' gon' try killin' her ag'n."
"That's what Tsukiko said, she refused to return. So, Hoshiko chose to stay with her stepsister and not return as well. They found a creaky shack to live in and stayed there.
When the girls' father finally returned, he asked where his daughters were.
You stayed away so long the two girls left to search for you and they never came back. I don't know where they are, I'm so sorry,' the second wife said.
He grabbed a gong and set out to find them. He called for them and hit the gong, hoping they'd hear it. His tears began to blind him, and he could not find his daughters.
But, by chance he walked past the shack the two girls were at. They flew out of the house at the sound of their names being called, knowing it must be their father.
'It's Tsukiko, father!' cried Tsukiko.
'It's Hoshiko, father!' cried Hoshiko.
'I was weeping so much I couldn't see a thing,' he said. Tsukiko's tears fell into her father's left eye and Hoshiko's tears fell into her father's right eye. Their father's eyes healed and opened.
The daughters told him what had happened while he was away, and he asked them to return.
The daughters refused again, which prompted the father to ask, 'But if you don't come home, what will you do?'
The girls decided to ascend to the sky and become stars, and the father joined his two daughters and became the sun."
"How nice. Bu' wha' happened to th' second wife?" Nya asked, barely lucid.
"She became a mole, forced to live underground for her bad treatment of her stepdaughter, losing her eyesight in the process."
Some sleepy chuckles escaped the young girl. "Serves her right."
She fell into a dreamful sleep, awaking the next morning to retell a strange story of star families and mean moles to her elder brother.
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Here's the link to the folktale in the story: https://www.attaka-furusato.com/minwa/gb/fukushima/tsukikotohoshiko.html
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ekacucumber · 6 months
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You know what? I love Ninjago fandom for every dynamic I haven't expected at all!
I mean, citrus shipping? wojira duo? hotwire? thinkfast? jadewolf? IT SEEMS SO NATURAL THAT I'M GETTING MORE AND MORE SURPRISED
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realityandrebirth · 1 year
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Summary: Nya convinces Morro to pose as his past self in the fight against the Hands of Time, even though by then, he would be dead.
Warnings: Violence.
Prompts: Time/Past.
Morrotober Day Twenty-Five
Morro would have been content to stow away in the enormous mech for as long as it took for the Hands of Time to go back to the present, but Nya dragged him out of their hiding place. "Come on!" she hissed. "We've got to go!"
He couldn't protest. Nya and Kai helped Wu climb out, Morro following a few steps behind. Outside the monastery's walls, they put distance between themselves and the Iron Doom as Acronix and Krux waged their attack on the Elemental Alliance of the past.
They huddled just outside the walls. "What are we going to do?" Kai whispered. "We can't change the past!"
"Why not?" said Morro. "The Hands of Time are doing plenty of that."
Wu mumbled something incoherent. Morro tried not to look at him.
"Yeah, and they're causing all sorts of problems!" Nya crossed her arms. "If we change anything here, it could change the future–our present–and make us not even exist anymore. How do we stop the Hands of Time without even showing our faces?"
Kai looked at Morro. "What?" Morro said with a glare. He glanced at Nya only to find that she was looking at him with the same enlightened expression, as if she realized something that could rewrite history in their favor. He didn't like it from either of them.
"The hell are you looking at?" Morro snapped.
"We're not from this time," Nya said, "but you are."
His stomach lurched. "I'm not," he said. "By the time the Serpentine War ended, I was already dead."
"Past Wu doesn't know that," Kai said. "Actually, when you first showed up as a ghost, he didn't know you were dead, either–maybe this would explain why!"
Morro took a step back and looked helplessly at the Wu of their time, who had fallen unconscious again and was no help. "So you want me to lie to him?" he said, his voice shaking. "Make him think I'm fine when actually I'm rotting alone in a cave?"
"I know it's asking a lot," Nya said, "but what else can we do? If we go, they won't recognize us, but they know the masters of fire and water are supposed to be other people. It has to be you."
"Fuck this," Morro said. "Maybe the timeline is better off ruined."
"Morro, please."
He already knew he had no other choice; the desperation in Nya's voice only confirms it. "Fine!" he shouted, and jumped into the air without giving them time to respond, the wind carrying him over the monastery walls.
He threw himself into the battle without making eye contact with anyone else. The Vermilion Warriors fell apart in the vortex he summoned. He forced the snakes away from each other, preventing them from reforming, and hoped the Elemental Alliance would realize what he was doing and follow his example.
"Morro!"
Wu's cry felt like a knife in his gut.
Morro ignored him and slammed a tornado down into the next enemy. It took a moment before he realized it had been the last–there were no more Vermilion to fight, and nothing to distract from Wu running up to him, out of breath and his cheeks flushed.
"Morro," he said, his eyes wide. "You came back!"
"Temporarily," Morro snapped. He took a step away. "You have other problems to deal with."
Wu glanced up at the Iron Doom, which was eerily silent. "Morro, I–I didn't know if I'd ever see you again! I'm so glad you're alright, I–"
"Shut up!"
He flinched back. Morro gritted his teeth and turned away. "I'm not coming back," he said. "I left for a reason, and–and I'm only here now because I hate these idiots more than you. As soon as they're dealt with–"
Wu grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. Morro sputtered and pulled back. "Don't fucking touch me!"
"You should be older," Wu said.
Morro went stiff. He couldn't answer.
"When you left–" Wu's voice trembled. "You left so long ago, and–you hardly look older than a teenager. You should be nearly thirty."
"Who says I'm not?" Morro said, but there was no conviction in his voice.
Wu spoke almost too quietly to hear. "What happened to you?"
Anger erupted within him.
"You have no idea," he said. "You have no fucking idea! You have this fantasy that I–I left, and I found my own path, or whatever the hell you think, but I–" Morro clenched his fists. "–I've already been dead for a decade!"
He couldn't look at the horror on Wu's face. Morro turned away. "You never came looking for me," he spat. "At least, you never found me. My body still lies where I died, alone, cursing you with my last breath."
It was a lie, chosen because he knew it would hurt. Alone in the cave, struggling to breathe poisonous air, Morro begged for Master Wu to save him. He pleaded with the visions dancing in front of his eyes–I was wrong, Master, I'm sorry, Master, I want to come home, Master, please–
"Morro!"
The machine grabbed him by the waist and flipped him upside down in the air. He shrieked, struggled–no use. The Iron Doom brought him up to its head, and with a flick of its wrist, threw him out over the side of the mountain. As he fell, he saw it disappear through a portal like the one that had brought them there, traveling to another time.
Stupid, Morro thought, covering his face and sobbing into his hands. Stupid, stupid. He could control the wind, why didn't he tell it to carry him? Why didn't he tell it to save him? He was going to hit the ground and die, again, and this time the future died with him.
He crashed into Nya's arms.
"Hey," she said, sitting up between her and Kai on the dragon. "Stop wailing, you're embarrassing yourself."
"I don't care!" Morro shouted. "I failed! We all failed!"
"It's okay," Nya said. She held up the Reversal Blade, already crackling with power. "We all get a second chance."
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