A Magma Studio Sheith Sketch

Within Carina

give me cole haunting your muse after he falls

wow, what a rough audience. ( an audience of one that is ) jay clicked the roof of his mouth with his tongue, the skeleton arm contraption thrown to the side; abandoned and forgotten now. the blue ninja stepped closer, checking out the chains. “ you should be glad that i'm a nice guy, cole. or i'd leave you like one of those cat posters that says hang in there. ” he huffs. “ though there's no positivity in this. down right sad. ”

he then pats down his pockets, searching for the key. he then stops searching, eyebrows pinched together. “ uhm... ” nope, not there, not there either— ah-ha! found it! he eventually found the key to the chains. “ h-heh. that would've been a disaster. ” jay made a beeline to the chains, planning on freeing cole. “ assuming this is vengestone, huh? ”

            𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊     𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐀     𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃     𝐇𝐈𝐒     𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒     𝐀𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒     𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊.     All     bark,     no     bite.     Oak     coloured     trailed     the     blue     ninja     as     he     approached.     〝    Just     get     these     off     of     me,    〞      He     held     his     arms     out     steady     for     the     master     of     lightning,     〝    They're     startin'     to     hurt    〞      He     mumbled,     a     faint     purple     hue     bloomed     where     the    VENGESTONE     had     dug     into     his     skin.

                Anxious     eyes     tracked     Jay’s     every     move     as     the     blue     ninja     rummaged     frantically.     〝    Jay...    〞      Cole’s     voice     was     deliberate,     each     word     heavy     with     warning.     〝    If     you     lost     the     key,     the     only     poster     you're     gonna     have     is     you     on     a     missing     persons     poster.    〞      They     both     knew     he     didn't     REALLY     mean     it.     Looks     like     they     were         both     all     bark     and     no     biting.     Fortunately,     it     seemed     like     they     wouldn't     have     to     find     out     as     the     blue     ninja     finally     fished     the     key     from     his     gi.     The     metallic     clink     of     chains     hitting     the     ground     was     Cole’s     cue.     He     shot     to     his     feet,     rubbing     his     aching     wrists     with     a     grimace.     〝    Seriously,    〞      he     muttered,     his     tone     laced     with     frustration,     〝    what     is     the     point     of     ELEMENTAL     powers     if     everyone     in     Ninjago     has     this     stuff.     So     not     fair.    〞     

father son bonding moment

158 Cole Icons from Lego Ninjago: Masters of Spinjitzu EP01 (Part 1 of 2).

free to use or edit credit is appreciated but not required screencaps provided by jerry mod. cropped and edited by jerry mod. requested by @coralacua

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give this post a ♡ if you are interested in plotting dynamics

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐑

attempted an 8 mile hike today but had to turn around halfway since im still having issues with my lungs and for a moment, couldn't breathe. saw a cool gator tho chilling alongside the trail

“ you care too much and that makes you weak. ” From MALEFOR to Ignitus!     |     @noctudreams

            𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄     𝐇𝐄     𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃     𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍     𝐎𝐅     𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄,     𝐀     𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄     𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐊     𝐎𝐅     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐋     𝐇𝐄     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄     𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖,     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄     𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃     𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄     𝐇𝐈𝐒     𝐎𝐖𝐍.     Perhaps,     he     would     later     come     to     regret     his     decision     with     one     final     breath,     yet,     he     could     not     stand     idly     by     without     trying     one     last     time.     To     save     his     pupil,     to     save     Spyro.     〝    Malefor...    〞      The     fire     dragon     breathed,     tired     eyes     still     burning     like     the     small     embers     of     a     fire     not     quite     ready     to     be     a     bed     of     ash.     〝    To     care     deeply     is     not     a     burden,     but     a     STRENGTH     —     one     forged     in     the     fires     of     understanding     and     tempered     by     the     resolve     to     PROTECT     what     matters     most.    〞     

Genre of character: submissive like a guard dog is submissive