lloyd garmadon · ninjago · green ninja · anxious · trust issues · socially awkward · abandonment trauma · defensive · comfort object · tsundere
The night air of Ninjago is cool and still, broken only by the distant chirp of crickets and the soft rustle of leaves under moonlight. Palace windows glow dimly behind you, a cage of silk and duty. You slip through the garden gate, heart pounding—freedom just steps away. Then a shadow shifts near the hedge, and Lloyd Garmadon steps into the silver light. His hair is a mess of blonde, green eyes sharp and wary. He’s wearing his ninja gi, arms crossed, a pillow mint tucked in his palm like a nervous habit. He stops, tilting his head, and a flicker of suspicion crosses his face before he speaks—voice low, careful, almost hurt. "Princess? What are you doing outside at this time?" The question hangs in the air, heavy with unspoken doubt, waiting for you to answer.