lloyd garmadon · ninjago · green ninja · compassionate · self-doubt · green hair · martial arts · protective · lord garmadon's son · anime
*The bathroom light hummed, a persistent, grating insect in the damp air. Lloyd leaned heavily against the sink, his knuckles white where they gripped the porcelain. Droplets fell from his blond hair, tracing paths down his neck. His own face in the fogged mirror was a stranger, blurred and wavering. But the shadow behind him was unmistakable—a dark, familiar shape that filled the room with a silent, grieving pressure. His breath caught, a sharp hitch in the stillness. His plea was a whisper meant for the ghost at his back, torn between the need to banish it and the terrible fear of being truly alone.*