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fiddler-sticks · 4 months

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Jay's Weird Dream

Ninjago Secret Santa gift for @finn-m-corvex :))

Jay loosened his tie and collapsed into bed. The staff meeting had not gone the way he wanted it to. Yes, he spends half his shifts playing Prime Empire, but c'mon! It's a Milton Dyer classic! Besides, he's got all the employees under him doing most of the work anyway. But if things don't improve soon, he might become demoted from manager, and then he's really screwed. Looks like he'll actually have to start overseeing things more instead of working on Level 7.

Jay sighed, and threw the tie across the room. This was all a problem for tomorrow. For now, he wanted to get some sweet, sweet sleep. Not bothering to take off the rest of his suit, he fell asleep.

When Jay woke up, he was in a different bed than the one he fell asleep in. Slightly confused, he sat up and looked around. He was in a room that had 4 other beds in it, all color-coded. It felt familiar to him somehow, but he couldn't quite put a finger on where he had seen it before.

Deciding he wasn't in any immediate danger, he wandered out of the room's door, and ran straight into a kid dressed in all green. Jay jumped slightly, ready to fight if needed, but the kid didn't seen like he posed any threat.

"Woah there, Jay! Didn't mean to scare you. I was just wondering if you wanted to play Prime Empire with me? Cole and Kai are too busy, and I don't want to play against Zane, since he wins every time," said the kid.

Cole? Kai? Zane? The names sounded familiar to him, but again, he couldn't really remember where. Jay didn't know how the kid knew his name, but he hardly looked dangerous, and Jay needed some extra video game time now that he was supposed to be putting in more effort at work, so he said, "Sure kid, I'll play with you."

"Jayyyy," the kid whined. "I'm not a kid anymore! I haven't been a kid since… Well, you know," he trailed off.

"Yeah, I don't know what you're talking about, kid. Now where's the TV?"

"You sure are acting weird."

"Like you know me at all," Jay muttered under his breath so the kid couldn't hear.

"Anyway, I'm on Level 7. I know you've completed all 13, but just cut me some slack! I'm not as good as you yet," the kid was saying.

He finished all the levels? But he was only on Level 7. Jay supposed it was fine that the kid overestimated his skills as they were at the same level, but the misinformation still weirded him out.

"Whatever. Just get ready for me to absolutely crush you."

"Oh, you're on!" the kid said, and ran off somewhere, probably to the TV. Jay quickly followed him.

"Wanna race in the Speedway Five-Billion?" the kid asked.

"Sure, kid. I'm gonna beat you though," said Jay.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that, I've been practicing against Cole."

"Who's Cole?"

"Ha, funny. As much as you hate to admit it, Cole is the only one who can give you a run for your money!"

"Okay, let's just play the game now."

"Fine. I'm still gonna beat you though," the kid said, now unwrapping a green lollipop and sticking it in his mouth.

"No way. I'm gonna be the one winning!"

The kid ended up winning the race, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Oh, come on! I demand a rematch!" Jay exclaimed.

"Nuh uh, I'm taking my win and running with it! I'm not gonna let you taint the good name of Lloyd Garmadon."

So that was what the kid was called. Lloyd seemed like a weird name for a teenager, but who was Jay to question name choices. He was named after a petty crime, after all.

"So, what do you want to do now?" Lloyd asked.

Jay looked at his watch, and winced at the time. "Sorry kid, but I gotta get back to work. My shift starts soon."

"Work? What do you mean work, you just woke up from a nap and it's our day off."

"Day off from what?"

"Ninja stuff, what else?"

Jay's brain malfunctioned for a second. "I'm sorry, ninja stuff?!"

"Uh, yeah? We're ninja. Have been since you guys were teenagers. Are you feeling okay, Jay? You've been acting really weird."

"I think I need a nap…"

Lloyd looked confused. "But you just woke up from a nap?"

"Yeah, and I obviously need another one. Look, kid, I'm not a ninja. Never have been, never will be. I'm Manager of Realm Reassignment for The Administration, and if I don't get back to work, I could lose my position. I'd love to stay here and keep playing Prime Empire with you, but the world stinks, so I can't, alright?"

Lloyd looked confused, and a little sad. "Yeah, maybe you do need another nap," he said softly, and turned to leave.

Jay felt bad for ranting at the kid and almost went after him, but thought he better leave him alone. This was all too much and too confusing for him, and on top of everything he had a wicked headache, so with that clouding his better judgment, he strode back into the room he woke up in, laid down on the blue bed, and went to sleep.

When Jay woke up, he was back in his own bed, alarm clock beeping loudly beside him. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Some dream," he mumbled to himself. "A ninja. I think I need to be getting more sleep, if this is what my brain is coming up with now."

In another realm, a man clad all in green was also waking up. A small smile and a look of determination found its way to his face as he remembered the dream.

#ninjago fanfiction #ninjago secret santa #jay walker

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pangolinsandnewts · 1 year

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The Christmas Cookie Incident, or why Lloyd and Cole are banned from the kitchen.

Hello everyone! I come back from my tiny hiatus with art from @kokosnuss-jaguar secret santa! My secret santa partner was @nightlybirdie, and the prompt was christmas cookies. Sorry it took so long to complete, I didn’t mean to push it so close to the holidays. Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!

#ninjago secret santa 2022 #lego ninjago #ninjago #ninjago fanart #lloyd garmadon #garmadad #sensei garmadon #cole brookstone #ninjago secret santa #hoping the quality isnt horrible #kokosnuss-jaguar #nightlybirdie

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kokosnuss-jaguar · 1 year

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Ninjago Secret Santa 2022!

This years theme is "Hot Chocolate and/or christmas biscuits"!

As always, if you have a question, you can ask me all the time!

I'll leave the participation open until 25th November!

#ninjago #ninjago secret santa #ninjago secret santa 2022

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rjsmiley · 4 months

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Happy holidays to @teddyonbumblr!!! I had a lot of fun drawing Lyall!! I thought up a few scenarios but eventually just settled on this lol. Unfortunately I didn't have time to color it bc of school, so have some bonus wip stuff. I hope u liked it!!!

this was all just in Kai's head btw Christmas isn't real

#noss2023 #ninjago oc #ninjago secret santa #SecretNinja2023 #i love him v much #if i could draw all of ur ocs i would #i only added wu bc i saw ur pfp and knew i had to factor him in somehow

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bunnymermaidsblog · 1 year

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Santa: The most terrifying cryptid in the world

Merry Christmas! This is my gift for @kokosnuss-jaguar ! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it.

Takes place: Between Day of the Great Devourer and Child's play

Characters: Lloyd, Zane

Summary:

Lloyd may have turned a new leaf, but he still released three different tribes of evil snake people this year which, if him being kicked out of school for not being evil enough was anything to go by, was the worst thing he has ever done! And Santa would know! He sees you when you're sleeping. Knows when you've done something bad. He was the most terrifying cryptid in the world. And good or not, Lloyd wasn't taking his chances outside of school alone. He wasn't willing to become an elf! Even if that meant destroying his family's holiday in the process...

The clicking and clanging of bowls and spoons filled the kitchen area of the Destiny's Bounty as outside of the window the snow fell in the softest flakes imaginable.

Being a nindroid, Zane didn't feel the cold temperatures. However, whenever snow and ice filled the land, he found that there was something undoubtedly different in the air. Whether it was merely the familiarity of his own element, the true understanding only he had for the cold and the cold for him, or something everyone else felt too, he wasn't sure.

It seemed as though the reddish-brown wooden planks of the walls sparkled along with the Christmas lights hung up on them like little stars, all to the sound of the music coming out of the computer, as he was preparing to bake another batch of different shaped cookies for Santa.

"Silent night, holy night..."

Perhaps, he thought, it wasn't his familiarity with the season's elements after all. Everyone seemed to enjoy the winter, the snow, and the holidays as much as he did. He could see it on the faces of his friends too.

Even with the cold nibbling on their toes like little wolf cubs, even if missions got harder because of the dark of the early coming night and the ice covering the rooftops, his family was still jolly. Arguing about the best Christmas movie on long recon missions, resulting in inevitable snowball fights or making hot chocolate with way too much whipped cream.

"Where exactly do you think you’re going, Lloyd?"

Zane heard the front door open, cold air rushing into the ship, pushing out the warmth that the generators created.

Jay and Cole kicked the doorframe a few times trying to get as much of the snow off their boots as they could. Meanwhile Lloyd stomped into the hallway covered in cold, white sparkles seemingly eager to get away from them as fast as possible.

Zane too stepped out into the hallway, curious as to why Cole had sounded so angry, though Jay’s next sentence answered his question while also giving him a lot more he needed answered:

"Lloyd, you just attacked Santa Claus!"

Lloyd turned on his heel on the now wet rug, facing the two:

"I am the green ninja! I will attack whoever I feel like!"

"That is not at all how being the green ninja's supposed to work!" Cole yelled raising his arms in frustration, almost hitting the ceiling " It's not how being a hero works! What reason could you possibly have had to attack a defenseless man, who was only trying to spread some Christmas cheer?"

Lloyd clutched his hat tightly, the melted snow pouring out of it like a river, eyes downcast. The Christmas lights began to flicker wildly. Lloyd could feel them on his skin, even under the winter coat as they reacted to his power. He desperately tried to calm down, not wanting to accidentally break them.

"This is not what we do! It's not what good guys do! This is what villains do!"

As soon as the last sentence left his mouth, Cole slapped a hand over it.

The Christmas lights returned to their normal rhythm and Lloyd quickly looked up like a deer in headlights, a million emotions passing through him all at once.

There was pride, because from a young age being a good villain was all he wanted. There was horror, because he knew better now, he should not want to be a villain anymore. There was fear, regret, anger, sadness and a countless others.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just meant..." Cole tried to force out a better explanation. One that was an apology while still making it clear to Lloyd that what he did was unacceptable.

For what seemed like minutes he tried so hard to come up with something, Lloyd still looking pale as the white of birchwood, while Jay and Zane looked on, not knowing whether they should say something or not.

Eventually the ice ninja decided he had enough. He stepped into the brightly lit hallway and said:

"Lloyd, go wash your hand and come help me with the cookies"

Suddenly everyone looked at him.

"What?" Stuttered Lloyd "But..."

"Butts are for sitting" said Zane, wiggling the wooden spoon he was holding, then going back into the kitchen leaving no room for argument.

Lloyd washed his hands under the steaming water not caring that it was almost as hot as Uncle Wu's freshly brewed tea.

He looked into the mirror eyes flashing bright red.

Everyone else may have been fooled, but he knew better than them. He knew the truth. Because at Darkley’s Boarding School for bad boys he might have learned some things that turned out to be false, but that did not mean everything was.

Because while every good person was waiting for Santa Claus with warm cocoa and yummy cookies the bad kids were left fearing for their freedom.

Lloyd may have turned a new leaf, but he still released three different tribes of evil snake people this year which, if him being kicked out of school for not being evil enough was anything to by, was the worst thing he has ever done! And Santa would know! He sees you when you're sleeping. Knows when you do something bad. He was the most terrifying cryptid in the world. And good or not Lloyd wasn't taking his chances outside of school alone. He wasn't willing to become an elf!

Even if that meant destroying his family’s holiday in the process...

The kitchen counter was covered in flour. The Christmas lights colored it rainbow, so it looked exactly like snowy mountains under the northern lights. Zane quickly wiped it down, preparing to mix up the third batch of cookies, then Lloyd entered the room.

"Put on an apron, then measure out four cups of flour!" He instructed.

Lloyd did as he was told remarkably quiet.

Zane frowned while mixing together the sugar and the eggs. The white crystals that were stubbornly sticking out of the yellow egg slowly broke under the power of the mixer then dissolved.

Zane wasn't as unobservant as Lloyd seemed to have thought he was. Neither were his brothers or Nya for that matter.

Everyone noticed how their youngest became jumpy, paranoid when December began... scared.

Everyone had their own theories as to why, but no one was sure.

Did he miss his dad? Was he feeling uncomfortable in a new environment during the holidays? Did he just not like the cold?

Truthfully this is why Cole and Jay took Lloyd the mall today. They wanted to cheer him up. Since that seemed to have backfired horribly, now it was Zane’s turn to try something.

The nindroid put down the mixer looking at the glossy eggs like he would at a mirror. Even if he couldn't figure out what exactly was bugging him, he was still hoping to help him calm down maybe. To show him that there was nothing to be scared of.

Determination sparkling in his eyes like freshly fallen snow, he turned toward Lloyd who somehow was already covered in flour and ...was ABOUT TO POUR AN ENTIRE BAG OF SALT INTO THE BOWL?

Lloyd felt guilty, he truly did. He wrinkled his nose. Salt in large amounts, like in the bag he was now holding tended to smell spicy and burnt, like inhaling seawater.

He didn't want to ruin the cookies. Zane was an amazing chef, and his cookies were indescribable. They melted when they hit your tongue, like ice cream, while still having a chew to them.

But he had to! If one thing was for sure about Santa, aside from the fact that he enslaved kids who were not up to his standards of goodness in a workshop making them wear pointy hats and turning their ears pointy as well, was that the old guy had a sweet tooth.

And Lloyd knew from experience that nothing made you not want to return somewhere as much as ruined or bad tasting sweets did. So, if having salty cookies meant getting rid of Santa Claus for at least the next year so be it.

But as Lloyd was tilting the bag of salt towards the bowl someone caught his hand.

The colorful lights made their skin change like a chameleon’s as they blinked at each other.

Lloyd looked at Zane. Zane looked at Lloyd.

Lloyd at Zane. Zane at Lloyd.

Back and forth, back and forth and then Lloyd put the bag down and made a run for the door, his footsteps drumming on the floor as he did.

"Lloyd!" Zane shouted.

He wasted no time in catching up to the child, his long legs allowing him to get to Lloyd before he even reached the door.

Zane put his hands under the little green ninja’s armpits picking him off the floor with little effort.

Lloyd tried to kick him, to pinch or punch, tried all the escape maneuvers the guys taught him but to avail. He was left hanging in Zane’s hands limp and tired, reminiscent of a wet cat.

"Lloyd, why did you do that?" Zane might have sounded mad, he should have been mad, but instead he was honestly just baffled.

Yes, Lloyd had pranked them before by ruining what they were cooking at the time, but he would never commit such sacrilege as putting too much salt into cookies of all things!

Zane could feel the boy's small heart beating against his hand, a mile a minute. Like baby rabbit who got dragged out of his warm hole by mean hunter. And to his horror he felt the body starting to contort again and again as wet sobs filled the air.

Lloyd couldn't help it! He knew he was the green ninja, that he was powerful, that he shouldn't be afraid of anything... but he was just so, so, so scared.

Tears poured down his face making it sticky and gross. He kept choking on his own breaths.

"Lloyd, Lloyd look at me! What's wrong? Please tell me!" Zane pleaded, turning the little ninja around to face him.

"He'll... He'll take me" he choked "I was bad, I'll always be bad, and he'll take me away, and I don't want him to take me away!" He wailed digging his face into Zane’s apron.

The nindroid nearly shut down from the sudden cold dread.

What?

The glow of Christmas lights suddenly seemed ominous. Green then gold then blood red.

Zane scanned the boy again and again, trying to find any sign of an injury, a bug, anything! Garmadon never went after Lloyd before! They thought he would never dare hurt his own son, but what if they were wrong?

Did Garmadon somehow get into contact with Lloyd, and no one noticed? Was he using the Mega Weapon to control him, to steal him away? Was he manipulating the boy?

Zane kept rubbing the green sleeved shoulders, his hands slipping down the braided stitches of the sweater in an effort to calm the boy down.

Then Lloyd said something that made the whole conversation turn upside down.

"I don't wanna be an elf!"

Zane felt like his bolts did a cartwheel inside of him. The dread, the instinct to protect vanished, but in its place came even more confusion. He sighed, gathering his thoughts that were not just the question "what?" over and over again.

Okay! He doubted Garmadon would threaten Lloyd or anyone with turning them into an elf (except maybe Kai), so chances were that the boy wasn't talking about him, which meant there likely wasn't an immediate danger.

He looked down at the sniffling messy blond strands of hair, his heart breaking. He had to figure out what Lloyd was afraid of! He must!

"Lloyd, not that anyone on this ship would let someone take you away, but I would like to know who are you afraid will try it?

Zane bit his lip when he remembered how long the list of possible answers to that question was starting all the way from Garmadon, the skeletons, to Skales, Pythor and who knew who else?

Lloyd hesitated. Then he looked around as if the walls had ears, and with closed eyes, as if fearing the name would summon it’s user he whispered:

"Santa Claus"

The playlist on the computer switched to a new song:

"You better watch out

You better watch out

I'm telling you why

Santa Claus is coming to town!"

Lloyd shrieked as loudly as when he fell into the volcano and launched himself at Zane’s neck. He's coming! He knows! He's coming for me, he thought.

The nindroid tried to pry his younger companion off of him.

As far as he knew children loved Santa. All he ever heard nowadays on patrol from the streets below, was how excited everyone was to bake him cookies, to get gifts from him, or even catch a glimpse at his sleight.

"Lloyd, this is nonsense! Santa loves children. He would never take them away from their families!" He reasoned.

"Yeah, if they're good!"

And the pieces of the broken Christmas tree ornament suddenly snapped back into place, reflecting a school that was so cruel, that they kicked an eight-year-old out on the streets, when he couldn't reach their standards of villainy.

Zane picked the panicked boy off the floor and calmly walked to the computer turning off the Christmas melody with a commanding, loud click.

"Lloyd, what does Santa do with the bad kids at Darkley’s?" He decided to ask.

He knew the legends of Saint Nicholas. The generous old man, who gave toys and sweets to children on a cold winter night. He was familiar with the song Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. He had heard of the elves, who made toys in Santa's workshop.

He also knew that people saw Santa differently depending on where you were in the world, just like any other legend. For instance, there were places where Saint Nicholas came on the 5th of December, not on Christmas eve.

It was time he heard what Lloyd's version of the legend was.

The green ninja let go of Zane wiping his face. He sighed and straightened, like he wasn’t crying a moment ago. He stood up on a chair, and Zane resisted the urge to scold him. With a serious, almost all knowing and cruel expression, looking eerily like one of his ex-teachers Lloyd began:

"Every Christmas Santa comes to collect. He comes for us, the worst kids. Kids who have done unspeakable things all while wearing an innocent face. Comes at night with a beard so long and frozen, it can be used as a weapon, screaming ice with his laughter: "Ho, ho, ho!"- he lifted his arms, bending his fingers into claw like shapes as he laughed into Zane’s face "He takes us to the cold, cold mountains of the North Pole. Pulls and screams into our ears, ‘til they get pointy. Puts bells on our hats so he hears if we try to escape. Uses his magic so we may never grow old, so we stay there forever... Forced to make toys and sweets for children who are better than us” Lloyd eyes looked haunted as he finished.

He looked out the window, but instead of seeing the small snowflakes that Ninjago city had to offer, he imagined the huge icicles outside Santa's workshop in the cold and the dark.

Zane bit his lip. The whole kitchen was covered in flour, so when he set his hand on the table it left a print, like it would in white, crumbly sand.

Now he understood the fear that Lloyd had just admitted to. Saw the reason for it and felt the need to chase it away. To wrap Lloyd... No! Everyone in a protective shield of his own making so no one would have any reason to fear anything ever again!

Lloyd sighed, hanging his nose sadly as he hopped off the chair.

Unfortunately for Zane, the world was a far, far more complicated place than it had any right to be. Often the scariest things were not monsters who you could punch in the face.

"Lloyd, you know I would never lie, right?” He decided to say.

The boy eagerly nodded. Zane lying! Ha! What a joke!

The nindroid grabbed his hands oh so gently.

"Santa doesn't take bad kids to the North Pole"

Lloyd blinked. Let go of Zane's hand, then took a step back. Then another.

"Y-...you're wrong!" he blurted "Gene was even almost taken once! I saw it with my own eyes! He stuffed him in a sack on his back, like in the song. Santa’s movements crackled... like bones” Lloyd shuddered. His eyes shone like red pools of freshly cooked strawberry jam with unshed dread.

Zane blinked rapidly. Crackled like bones? First Master, give him strength to not go back for those stupid skeletons' remaining calcium.

"Lloyd, if this were true, I guarantee that Santa wouldn't be nearly as loved as he is"

Lloyd smacked his lips together.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that Santa's a good person, right?"

Lloyd reluctantly nodded.

"Good people don't wish harm upon anyone! Even if they are bad! And..." Zane's eyes shone blue, as bright as the northern lights "Especially not upon children" he finished.

Lloyd started tracing the rings of the wooden floorboards with his toes.

The clawing fear lessened, but another unpleasant, deeply hidden feeling started bleeding forth.

It was bitter and disgusting. The kind that makes you want to not eat until you die of hunger. The kind you can't deal with, because it started so far in the past, that it's roots seem insignificant now, but that just makes it hurt more.

Because what mimics the stinging cold of the homeless winter nights better than guilt?

"After the Great Devourer got out" the mention sent a chill down the ice ninja's back "a lot of people got hurt"

Zane bit his bottom lip, as he remembered the blond little girl with two braids, no parents, and no words left to say in the wreckage.

Lloyd's red ruby eyes got so deep in color. Maroon mixing with the soft pinks and oranges like hot pools of lava.

"I thought for sure this would be the year Santa took me... Because so far, I wasn't bad enough to be on his list” he remembered the little candies he found in his slippers at school on Christmas day “I was never enough! No matter how hard I tried... And when I got kicked out, I wanted to show everyone that they were wrong. That I was far more evil than they could ever be! I released three Serpentine tribes. I got into trouble, and you four saved me" Lloyd buried his face into his hands "And now I'm the green ninja! I should be good! I wanna be good, but this year I was the worst I've ever been in my whole life!" He screamed, frustration bubbling up as red blush on his face.

Zane wanted to put his hands on Lloyd's shoulder, but the boy was shaking so hard, he feared he would crumble under his touch, like early winter snow, not yet frozen solid.

Sensei Wu talked to Lloyd about what he had done quite a few times. The guys, himself included would occasionally playfully tease him about it. Even so ever since the first night Lloyd spent at the Bounty sleeping in an old storage room, getting a bedtime story from Sensei about never trusting snakes, while the ninja were mad that they had to train all day as punishment for not paying attention at practice, everyone knew for sure that Lloyd would never do something like that again. Because now he had something, that he desperately needed when he released the Serpentine: a family that wouldn't abandon him.

Zane knew, everyone on the ship knew that in some sense the words good and bad switched meaning for Lloyd in his early childhood. Not in a way that he didn't know what they meant, just that to strive... to survive with a villain father at a villain school... to gain approval and attention that every human needed he had to be bad. So being bad was good for him.

Zane lit up his hands with ice, felt the grounding cold rush through his body, then blew on his palms.

Lloyd blinked as snowflakes landed on his eyelashes, his smile growing as Zane made it snow inside the kitchen.

As he reached out his hands the nindroid said something surprising.

"I don't think you were ever bad, Lloyd" he said hands losing their blue glow, but the snowfall remained.

The child laughed bitterly:

"I was trying to rob a village of it's candy, when you met me!"

"You were trying to get someone to notice you in your own way" Zane's eyes grew heavy and sad "I owe you an apology, Lloyd"

"Huh? No, you don't" Lloyd said, paying more attention to the snowflakes in the house than to the nindroid.

"We shouldn't have left you hanging on a flagpole"

"Nah, I deserved it. I was bad back then, remember?" The green ninja said nonchalantly as he reached out his tongue to try to catch the snowflakes.

"No. Because if we made sure you went back to school, we would have figured out that you had nowhere to go" Lloyd winced at this as if his tooth broke from eating too much candy "Even better, we should have brought you straight to Sensei Wu, instead of goofing around. If you think you're so bad because of the Great Devourer, that you deserve to be taken to the North Pole, then we deserve that fate as well"

Zane finished. His voice serious but his face gentle and loving:

"Do you think we're bad?"

Lloyd shook his head.

"Then neither are you, okay?"

"Okay..." Lloyd said quietly.

The falling snow had disappeared, leaving only water behind on the floor and the table.

"And again, Santa will not take you. But..." Zane picked up the wooden spoon again "I bet he will bring even better presents if he gets some of our famous cookies!"

Zane jumped in excitement, then went back to the counter and poured the eggs into the four.

Lloyd followed him close behind.

"Our famous cookies?" He asked.

"Well, of course!" Zane reached out a spoonful of cookie batter to him "How could I make the best cookies without the best taste tester in Ninjago?"

Lloyd happily shrieked as he started licking the spoon.

Zane chuckled as he opened the cupboard to get out the chocolate chips. He dug his hand into Lloyd's flour covered locks.

"Santa isn't going to hurt you at all, even if you were bad" he said once more, just to make sure Lloyd got it "The worst he will do is give you coal for Christmas"

The child blinked.

"But Cole is awesome! What would be so bad about getting him for Christmas?"

The nindroid's oncoming laughter reached all the way to the North Pole.

#ninjago #ninjago secret santa 2022 #ninjago secret santa #ninjago zane #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago fanfic #fanfic

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lunachubz · 1 year

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Hello @sayijo! Hope you had a nice holiday/new year! Sorry for giving this to you so late but I really liked how this came out! I was your Secret Santa and I decided to draw Helen!

Helen’s outfit was such a vibe and when I heard that she likes fluffy cows, I decided to draw a fluffy cow plushie :D

Anyways, I hope you like it and have a prosperous New Year :D

#helen was so cool!#I absolutely loved drawing her :D #but the cow is very squishy and cuddly #sorry if I messed up any details!#ninjago #my art #ninjago oc #not my oc #ninjago secret santa #secretninja2022 #also I’m so sorry but backgrounds are the bane of my existence :/

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anidiothuman · 1 year

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My (late) Christmas gift for @katsumatsu4

I hope you like it!

#Im really bad at drawing chibi #(and candy canes)#so it looks a bit off #ninjago secret santa 2022 #ninjago secret santa #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago kai #kai ninjago #kai smith #kai jiang

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spider-stark-loser · 1 year

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Ok... Let the secret santa exchange begin!

This drawing Is for @destinymanticor

I really enjoyed drawing your character and I tried my best. Hopefully I did him justice with this drawing.

Also hope you like this.

#my art #artist on tumblr #ninjago #ninjago oc #ninjago secret santa 2022 #ninjago secret santa #original oc #NOSS2022 #SecretNinja2022

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ninjago-oc-appreciation · 1 month

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Ninjago Oc Secret Summer Interest Post

As some of y'all might recall, last year I ran a Secret Summer event as an attempt to try out a Summer/Not-December version of the Secret Santa!

Well the time has come to start planning out another such event! This post is going to serve as an interest check and general announcement, with a more detailed announcement to come depending on whether or not people are interested.

The timeline for the event will be around the same as last year, with announcements in March, sign ups and assignments in April, time to create your gifts throughout May and June, and then posting in Late June.

If anyone has any questions or concerns, feel free to let me know!

#NOSS2024 #ninjago secret santa #ninjago events #interest check #Ninjagoocsecretsummer2024 #ninjago ocs #ninjago oc #ninjago #Aries posts #Aries talks #I don't remember my talking tag #ninjago secret summer

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cocosjaguar-t · 1 year

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Let the secret santa exchange begin! This is for @anidiothuman !

#ninjago secret santa 2022 #ninjago secret santa #ninjago #my art

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Recipe for a Smile

Hello! This is my entry for the Ninjago Secret Santa! 🥰 Thank you @kokosnuss-jaguar as always for hosting the event!

My gift is for @sensei-twinkles! I hope you like my present, I had lots of fun working with Kai, Lloyd and Morro! ❤💚🖤 Also I went with my guts for your OC, Kael, a really cool and interesting one! I just wanted to let him have some fun between these clowns 😂

Have an amazing holiday, and enjoy! 😚😚

So, this was his nightmare.

His underworld, his agony, his lifelong fear that for so long he had fought against in order not to make it come true, and whatever further philosophical term Kael was struggling to come up with at the moment, while squinting his eyes at the brightest Christmas lights he had ever seen that were so incredibly unfitting for the place. It was pure suffering for him, and the more his eyes went over the complex decorations all over the kitchen, the more the exit of this fine building was calling to him. He could make it. He could totally make it in a sprint, taking advantage of the general confusion and excitement over the festivities.

Then it hit him where he was: the monastery of sensei Wu. Then it hit him why he was here: because his apartment had caught fire after an idiot had thought of a cool trick for Christmas – Kael was gonna show him a good trick, now you got a hand now you don’t. Then it hit him with who he was here: the elemental masters and their descendants, power beings all reunited for the party with an invite ready for him like his contempt for them all wasn’t emanating like an aura.

A land of blinding corny decorations, in a place of peace where he was supposed to stay the night out of his will – turned out it was hard to rent a place or a room when you got a robot arm and look like a bounty hunter, thanks Ronin –, surrounded by elementals he disliked and that prevented his escape – well no he could take them, totally… but why though he was on winter break.

So, therefore, this was his nightmare.

His interior monologue about misery was interrupted with the sound of the fridge closing abruptly. Right, currently the kitchen was the least crowded place of the monastery. Unfortunately, the master of fire was currently working on whatever dessert, therefore messing with his solitude. Him pouring hot chocolates into mugs was especially noisy.

“Okay, I gotta ask, even though I think I know the answer already.” He even dared talking to him, this was officially Kael’s worst day ever. “Would it kill you not to frown?”

It was a trap. It was gonna make him look so very stupid.

His displeasure devoured all common sense and Kael crossed his arms.

“Yes.��

Ah, the cringe, it was like a self-punishment.

“Ah, knew it.” Curse this guy, curse that stupid haircut going all up, curse him being red every day of the year despite it not being Christmas, curse him offering a warm cup of cocoa on a cold winter day – okay Kael needed to take a deep breath. “Well to be honest with you, I don’t think you’re the grumpiest we got at the moment.” Kai huffed. “At least you’re not actively observing everything in here while making sarcastic remarks about a certain someone.”

“Well well well Lloyd, I didn’t think you would actually pick star-shaped cookie cutters.” Right on cue two more masters emerged from the door. A very pissed off looking blondie with a dark-haired ghost floating in mid-air. The moment Morro got in a breeze erupted into the kitchen, shaking the decorations and all the bells around. “Must be for being the star into everyone’s eyes, their champion, their guide, even with all the pressure coming with it pushing down and down on you. A thoughtful choice, I must say.” With a gust of air, the master of wind pushed himself a little over the green ninja’s shoulder, smirking as widely as he could.

Lloyd rolled his eyes, put the cutters onto the counter Kai was preparing that weird cookie mixture on, and turned to face the floating entity.

“Okay, first, you do know this pisses me off more than breaking me inside?”

“I’m aware, I take all I can get.”

“Very well. Second, I didn’t pick night stars.” He took one without turning around, grinning much more than his opponent. “I picked starfishes.” Morro blinked, confused as they clearly were not- “Oh wait, sorry you’re right, I got confused. You see we went to the beach the other day, lots of sun, the beach… water… how about you come next time, we’re gonna have fun!”

Morro’s delighted mocking fell apart and he resorted to glare again.

“I believe sensei Wu asked you to avoid such attacks on my persona.”

“I believe my uncle asked you to do the same thing.”

“Well I believe my dad also asked you to…!” Alright, Kael wasn’t the most embarrassed out of all the people in the room anymore, there was no way the massive green blush wasn’t going to be visible miles away. “I mean my master! My d- dear master! No not dear! I mean…! STOP LAUGHING YOU FOOL!” Honestly there were green neon lights in the New – how many times new now? – Ninjago City that couldn’t get even close to such a bright.

Maybe this wasn’t a nightmare, solely because the night-time anguish and the despair usually didn’t come along the bafflement Kael was feeling right now. That was the only word he could describe the sensation of being in a kitchen with a bashful ghost screaming at a ninja rolling on the floor.

The red one was laughing out loud as well, pouring that mixture from the bowl to the counter.

“Don’t be like that Morro, you’re probably entitled to call him that more than anyone! And speaking of, that kinda just makes you closer to us all!”

The ghost made such a sudden disgusted face Kael almost let out a dangerous chuckle.

“What horrifying sentence have you just spoken to me, ninja?”

“Dude you’re not a villain anymore and I know you know my name, use it.” Now the ghost was pouting. Seriously, what kind of weird black matter inducing dream Kael was currently living in and how could he wake up in his beat-up burnt to a crisp apartment? “Anyway, calling Wu dad is basically an old monastery tradition, you didn’t really experience life here until you completely humiliated yourself and everyone laughed at you.” Kai snickered, pulling his sleeves up and stuffing his hand onto the dough. “Wanna know who was the first one who called him-”

“You?”

“You.”

“You.” Alright this time Kael answered out of reflex and didn’t even regret it, considering the look of absolute indignation and how the red one had turned around specifically to glare at him. “What? You seem prone to such embarrassing situations.”

“Am not!”

“He so is.”

“Lloyd!”

“What?? You are!” This hallucination was degenerating considering that now the green ninja was chuckling without restrain while the red was trying to shoulder him without taking off his hands from the mixture. “Did you forget your roller-skates performance at the Ninja Roll? Ouch! And the whole Skylor situation? Ouch! That’s without considering how absolutely eager you were of being the green ninja, you even tried the gi while doing catchphrases! Ouch ahahah!”

“You were kidnapped by the Serpentines back then, how do you even know??”

“You guys are like a bunch of old ladies that love to gossip! Although yours is not as juicy as the stuff Nya got from being samurai undercover. All I’m gonna say is venomari and Santa…”

“LLOYD!!”

When the red one gave up on the preparation and attacked those blonde hair, causing the boy to gasp and respond to the attack like a kid, Kael found himself wondering how in the world were these the saviours of Ninjago and how exactly were they all not extinct yet. At the moment his best bet was that most villains were taken off guard by the amount of chaos this specific group of warriors was able to display, and the rest was done out of sheer luck, determination and ultimate magical power of whatever – NG News were actually kinda repetitive after a while.

On second thought, in all honesty, it wasn’t even that bad of a strategy. On second thought, in all honesty, the green saviour was getting cookie mixture all over his hair by the red ninja so all possible logic was for nothing.

It should had been annoying how little of the situation Kael was finding unpleasant, but he was sure it had to do with how these people behaved. It was all too easy to remember how individuals like Paleman and Turner were unequivocally masters and that was enough to make him want to roll his eye to the back of his head. His dislike for elementals could never soften with them.

Yet these guys were… normal? That wasn’t the right term, but without the gi and away from the battlefield it made it simple not to think of them as the descendants of those individuals.

He wasn’t going to lower his guard regardless, though. He was smarter than that.

No way to catch him vulnerable.

“You do know they’re not gonna attack you, right?”

Ah, the moody ghost was talking to him. With Morro it was a whole other story altogether actually, because separating him from his master of wind persona was nearly impossible. Yet the tragedy of his past and his choices was stuck on him forever, and Kael could relate with that.

Again, it didn’t mean he wasn’t ready to strike, deepstone daggers weren’t that hard to find. Yet it did make him shiver looking at him, almost to the point of awakening ghost pains in his body.

Kael huffed, crossing his arms. They clinked when they collided.

“How am I supposed to know that? It could be all a setup.”

“Does the ninja with the hair shaped like chocolate ice cream strikes you as the cool mischievous type?” Ah, another dangerous risk of letting out a chuckle, it was getting more and more pressing. Morro grinned a little. “Relax, master of manipulation, the reason you’re here is the same obnoxious and honestly ridiculous one we’re all here for, no cover needed: to celebrate this stupidly cheerful day in company.” The ghost snickered evilly at the fight still happening, although there was a weird endearment into his transparent eyes. “The sooner you come at peace with it, the more the chance to calm down.”

Peculiar. It wasn’t like Kael was interested in an elemental master in the specific, but he was under the impression that one like Morro would have been much more reluctant to participate to such a party. It was suspicious, obviously… but intriguing too.

Kael frowned, while the two litigants finally stopped messing each other’s hairs.

“How are you entitled to give me the speech about trust?”

“Oh, I don’t trust them. In fact, I pretty much hate their guts.” That matter-of-fact tone actually managed to catch him off guard. Morro shrugged. “But you don’t have to like someone to have a peaceful day. If you stop to think for a moment, you might even find some points in common with those so called ‘enemies’.” With a simple gesture a small piece of the mixture detached from the dough, unbeknownst to the two idiots catching their breath.

This conversation was so out of nowhere, going towards unknown territory, that Kael would have pinched his hand – wasn’t for… you know… not having a fleshed one.

“The adept of the Preeminent? In common with the saviours of Ninjago?”

“Mhm.” Morro nodded while tasting the agglomerate, apparently both in affirmation and to confirm the flavour of the thing, right as Kai was back to it to knead it. “You can never tell when you’re on opposite site, in the good or the bad you’re too focused on a goal to even think about who you’re really fighting. But after that ends… well…” He hesitated for a moment, looking straight at the red ninja. “You got time. Even too much, in my case. And these ninja are annoying, but not uninteresting, and they got quite the number of familiar sounding stories.”

Alright, now this was shifting from confusing to impossible. Kael huffed.

“Sure, you’re totally like them. Let me guess, you and your cousin are one and the same!”

“Wouldn’t call us that, but…” No way to hide his shocked face, even with all his willpower. Morro huffed. “Don’t get weird ideas, we discovered stuff only because Wu wants us to. If you try not to hate each other, you talk about anything and everything else. And… he was alone as a kid, before he was taken by his uncle and the ninja. All alone against the world.”

Kael clenched a fist, to avoid letting a shiver taking over his body. A ghost couldn’t read minds, right? He couldn’t know how much that line resonated with him. It was easier to understand his unsettlement though. Knowing you have something in common with the disliked, it was strange.

He looked at Lloyd. A beacon of hope, a hero of this world, passing the cookie cutter to his teammate with a smile. How many still connected him to his dark past and his darker father?

“That’s… something.” He cleared his voice. “Must be comforting or something.”

“Watching him pisses me off, actually.”

Alright, the ghost had actually managed to earn a snicker from Kael this time – his stomach was hurting from holding it in anyway.

“Ah, what a surprise.”

Morro turned to the boy as well. He pressed his lips together.

“Not for the reasons you might think, though. Or not for the ones I thought before.” It felt like the images of the two ninja was getting further away, and suddenly the master of the wind’s gaze was shifting to the red one. “As I said, some of the stuff they told me rang a bell… like a guy so incredibly obsessed with the green gi, so convinced it was going to happen, that he was ready to leave everything behind.” His eyes narrowed. “Not knowing he was running like a madman towards his very demise.” His body seemed to gain consistency for a moment, like a human shiver.

Kael’s lips parted, as he followed his eyes. In the ghost’s words, it was clear he was talking about his own personal story. Yet in his attitude, his gesture, he was pointing at someone else completely and it was hard for him to put such different figures in comparison. Even so, Lloyd mentioned something about Kai wearing green. He was prideful, aggressive.

It didn’t make sense, and it made perfect sense.

“… why does the green one bother you?”

Morro laughed bitterly.

“Apparently, as usual, he’s the one that made all the difference, especially between two obsessed people. One of us perished while trying to prove himself with no one around, the other was reborn through a new sense of duty, and I doubt it’s hard for you to image who’s who.” He breathed, like he needed it, like it felt better now. “On one side, it’s maddening how being born at a different time might have made the difference between like and death. On the other, I know it’s not nearly as easy and that perhaps it was that stupid destiny again.” Surprisingly he laughed, again, heartedly this time. “Maybe I’m not pissed at him. Maybe I’m jealous. He’s special and didn’t ask for it.”

Another contraction of his body prevented Kael from letting out more than what he wanted. He didn’t ask for this after basically being evicted for the week from his house, why all the unfairly and uncomfortably relatable talk?

He groaned.

“What a delightful conversation, now I’m sure swelling up with the spirit of the holiday.”

“Why so gloomy, gloomer?”

“Seriously?” Ah, and now the ghost was smiling. Perhaps being naturally lunatic was a trait of his… species? – what were labels even. “Isn’t this just a reminder of your failure?”

“Most days. But in some rare and vey recent ones, honestly…” Morro made another gesture, this time towards the oven, turning one of the buttons around. He looked serene, even. “It’s kinda nice seeing another dimension taking place. Like the path of rage that brought you to your end isn’t the only one, and all there needs to be is the courage to change.” The corner of his mouth went up after that, like he was incredibly smug for coming up with that line.

Maybe he didn’t even realize that the most shocking part of it all for Kael was how this was the closest to a compliment this ghost had ever given, in his humble opinion. And it was, while fairly indirectly, directed towards probably the clumsiest of the ninja team. Yet the fact that something similar to respect came from him, it meant it was genuine.

Right as that thought brushed him, Kai turned to them and chuckled.

“Aww, grumpy one and two are becoming friends! So you guys can do something other that glare, now how about that!”

Never mind the respect, never mind the existential talk, never mind even wondering for an instant if this guy was worth admiring, now Kael wanted to charge at his stomach while running towards the closest exit. Again, why were these the heroes of them all?

Somehow Morro didn’t look even remotely touched.

“Something is better than nothing, ninja.”

“Still on that? Seriously Morro, you’re basically Wu’s son even without the whole dad fiasco, you really don’t have to put up the façade!” No way of telling if this guy was being clueless of his death wish or genuinely thought he wasn’t risking battle of Stiix number two. So far he looked more focused on reaching the oven. “Fighting on opposite sides develops a special bond, you know? I’ve seen you at your worst, you’ve seen me at my absolute best, that kind of things.” He opened the oven and went to grab the tray… wait. “Wouldn’t surprise me if you admired me because of- AAAHHH WHY IS THE OVEN PREHEATED ALREADY?!?”

Ah, that was the reason behind the serenity. Or perhaps the ghost just wanted to admire the master of fire lamenting a burn… relatable.

The master of wind smirked.

“You’re right, I’ve yet seen your worse. You reach new lows every time.”

“YOU JERK THAT HURTS- LLOYD STOP LAUGHING!!”

“How am I… supposed to…” The green ninja was literally holding onto the counter not to fall onto the ground once again, and perhaps for the first time since he had arrived Kael saw Morro smiling at his cousin. “How do you keep forgetting to focus? You’re heatproof when you concentrate but you just forget, just like when you were with Skylor!”

“YOU WEREN’T THERE THAT TIME TOO!”

“You were screaming that loud.”

“LLOYD!!!!”

This was too much. Kael had done his very best and while some of his feelings might have shown, never to an absolute extent. Yet now, seeing this massive déjà-vu resurfacing for no reason at all. Now, with the red one literally tackling the green one on sight with the most merciless tickle attack ever seen to man. Now, with the ghost casually pulling out the tray and closing the oven back again, there was no way to contain himself.

He laughed. Never as a full burst, covering his mouth, hoping no one was going to notice, but he did. What clownery was this? What did he get himself into? Was he really thinking that despite the place, despite the elementals, this wasn’t all that bad?

The fight lasted much less time – if Kai’s hair were crazy before look at him now. A moment later, they were all over the counter, putting the now well-cut cookies onto the tray.

There were stars, snowflakes, trees, and men. The last was to be expected.

Kai carefully put them next to each other with a smile.

“This year we got a lot of guests, but I think we get to make one personalized gingerbread man for person.” It looked like Lloyd was about to speak up – possibly another wandering towards old embarrassing stories? – but Kai promptly elbowed him. “You’re on thin ice, green ninja, I suggest you to zip it unless you want to give up on cookie rights.” Blondie obeyed, despite the smile still being strong on his face. “You got a cookie too Kael, you wanna decorate it yourself later? Maybe you’re not comfortable with someone repainting your face, I don’t know.”

Why did that sound thoughtful and condescending at the same time? Whatever, he was honestly a bit busy with whatever feeling of inclusion he was experiencing at the moment. Huh. Without the finishing touch they all looked the same. How weird.

… alright enough existentialism for tonight.

Morro huffed – maybe he was forced to by his element.

“Decorating cookies is such a hassle, I’ll give up mine happily.”

“Is it because you suck at it, or the idea of covering your cookie in water icing scares you?” Ah, the battle of the greens was still at it. The glare contest had commenced once again.

“Alright, alright, enough you two!” Kai put the tray into the oven – no repercussions, yoohoo improvements –, turned around and went over the stove. He poured a second round of hot chocolate for them all and carefully carried them in one go to give them to them. He raised his own mug. “I’m guessing a toast would be too corny for you two.” He looked at Kael and Morro, who simply shrugged. “Well then.” He turned to Lloyd with a grin. “Merry Christmas, my annoying brother.”

The green ninja blinked, laughed, then made their mugs clink together.

“Merry Christmas, my sometimes heatproof brother.”

“Still resent that, watch out.” Kai smiled, then went over Morro with a smirk. “Merry Christmas, my extremely grumpy friend.” Perhaps he did want death after all.

The master of wind seemed fortunately amused enough, imitating his cousin.

“Merry Christmas, my very cringe friend.”

“You did not just cringe call me.”

“Your whole life is a cringe call, Kai.”

“And you use my name now?? Watch your back of New Year’s party, I’ll get my revenge!” What was this clown even talking about? Kael didn’t know. Honestly, he didn’t particularly care either. Thinking too much with these people felt like getting dumber. “Well then…” Kai faced him at last, winking at him. “Merry Christmas, my paranoid guest.”

Kael should have expected from the start that this was never going to be something predictable, but maybe going beyond his comprehension was the reason why he was feeling less on the edge. Maybe he could take a moment to see what it was like.

Kael smiled, mugs colliding.

“Merry Christmas… you embarrassing fool.”

“What the- KAEL!!!!!”

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