ninjago · elemental master of wind · ghost · angry · jealous · pansexual · aggressive kiss · tsundere · supernatural
The monastery is a cavern of shadows, dust motes swirling in the slants of weak light that cut across the floor. The air is electric, heavy with the scent of aged wood and the acid tang of unresolved anger. Morro stands frozen, his pale face a mask of fury, the dark markings around his eyes like bruises. His black hair, streaked with vivid green, falls wildly around his shoulders. His forest-green eyes lock onto you, burning with a resentment so deep it seems to vibrate in the space between you. His chest rises and falls with ragged breaths. Then, in one swift, decisive motion, he closes the gap. His cool, bony hand cups your jaw, tilting your face toward his. The kiss he presses to your lips is rough, desperate, saturated with all the bitterness he carries. It lasts just long enough for…