Alrighty folks, the time has come to sign up for the 2026 Ninjago Oc Secret Summer! Please read the information provided in the description of the forms; additional information will be provided upon receiving your assignment.
As of the forms being released, you will have until April 26th to fill your form out.
Expect to receive your assignments within the week after the form closes. After receiving your assignment you will have until June 21st to June 28th to finish you piece, with a late period extending from June 29th to July 5th.
Do not post your piece until the designated posting days.
Thereâs no rule against signing up for both sections; however I do ask you to consider the time provided and how long it will take you to finish a piece.
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Important Form Info: This year I'm using Tally instead of Google Forms! My hope is that this program will reduce the risk of forms being "eaten", however I still ask that you let me know when you've signed up just in case!
There is also a new question included in the form this year that asks participants whether or not they'd be willing to act as a back up artist/writer for the event, in the case that someone needs to drop out. This is something I really should have added previously, but better late than never!
If for whatever reason you cannot use Tally, feel free to reach out to me so we can come up with a solution.
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Hi everyone!! I submitted a design for HalloweenCostumes' design program!! I would really appreciate it if you just checked him out. (I would also appreciate votes but yknow). I'm super passionate about Halloween and animatronics and would be so stoked if I was even able to get my design into the top 10 for selection. Thank you!
Check out my entries for the HalloweenCostumes.com Design Program!
This is a gift for @galacticspaceguy for the Ninjago OC Secret Santa 2025! This features their OC Keith, Lloyd and mentions Clouse a bunch. This was so much fun to write! I loved reading about Keith in "A Serpents Bloodline". I hope I see more of him because he is so cool. I hope you love this! The title is based off one of my favorite Christmas songs. I hope this actually fits into the time line of your AU and if not then it's an AU on it's own. Enjoy!
Word count: 1364
Ninjago city's shoreline was packed, like everyone in the city was there. Keith tried to make himself as excluded as he could be. He didnât want to talk to anyone, and no one wanted to talk to him either, they were all in their own little world. Families and those alone alike, all coming together to mourn. The best way they knew how. It gave Keith an overwhelming sense of..something. He wasnât quite sure what. He was already having a hard time with his own feelings, this new one didnât help. The concept of Day of the Departed was a new one to Keith. The first time he had heard about it he was with Skylor. Kai had come into the shop to, very horribly, ask her out on a âDay of the Date-parted.â That guy was really something.
The silly pun had led him here, to the shore of the city. A poorly put together lantern accompanying him. A part of him cringed just knowing that. He wasnât one for junky work, and he knew his father wouldnât be either, but itâs what happened. The young man had found himself under one of the docks, surprisingly alone.
âFinally, somewhere that isnât crowded.â
He thought out loud, the thought just quieter than the waves. He guided himself carefully into the wet sand. The wetness wasnât an issue, honestly Keith had barely noticed.
The pathetic lantern sat right in front of him. He felt pitiful just looking at it. He felt as if it was taunting him.
âWhat am I even doing?â
His elbows positioned on his knees, and his head in his hands, he waited. Unsure of what he was waiting for. It was silly to think that Clouse would somehow receive the lantern, even more to think heâd care about it. Paired with the craftsmanship of it, it was just useless junk. Keith was sure there was a better way to honor his father. Or maybe that was Clouse talking. Thatâs just who his father was.
After a moment of listening to soft waves crash against the wooden supports, his mind wandering, he felt as if he knew what he was waiting for.
His dad.
Keith wasnât stupid. He had figured out what his fathers fate was just hours after he didnât return. But part of him, so, so, badly, wanted Clouse to just show up next to him. To hear the sound of his feet push against the wet sand. For him to make a snide remark about how Keith is âpoutingâ and how he âshould put that energy into something elseâ instead. Could he live without Clouse guiding him? Surely. It was idiotic to assume one would die because their father is dead. Clouse gave him the world's knowledge, and raised him to be an intelligent and loyal young man. Keith would be just fine. The question was really if he wanted to live without his father's guidance. Despite how the two left off, Keith couldn't help but miss Clouse. He could imagine Skylor in his ear right now saying,
âYou made the right choice, donât beat yourself up.â and while he wanted to believe her, to believe it was the right choice, he wasnât so sure. He hadn't been the best ally during all the serpentine stuff anyway. Only really making the choice to go against Chen in the final hours.
Almost as if he willed it into existence, he caught the noise of another's feet on the wet sand, and he tensed. After taking a deep breath to prepare himself, his head snapped up, and instead of his father, it was Lloyd. Carrying his own lantern.
âKeith,â Lloyd smiled, âitâs good to see you. Did I interrupt?â
Keith relaxed slightly. Mentally cursing himself for getting his hopes up.
âNot at all. I was just,, thinking. Sit.â Keith offered the spot next to him, forcing a small enough smile onto his face. Ever since his fathers sacrifice, Keith and him have gotten along pretty well. Lloyd was pretty wise, and Keith understood a lot of what he had to say.
âI guess youâre here for your father too, huh?â Lloyd sat down his lantern, and suddenly Keith didnât feel too horrible about his. Lloyds looked much the same quality wise. Keith nodded a simple âyesâ to Lloyd's question. Easier than admitting it out loud.
The once peaceful silence only interrupted by slow waves, was now debilitating. It wasnât Lloyds fault, Keith just wasnât expecting to grieve with a friend presentâŠwas Lloyd really his friend? Yeah they got along, but friends? Keith was really sick of all the questions being raised tonight, and the waiting like some miracle was going to happen. Lloyd had his head down and eyes shut tight. Like he was thinking, just like Keith had been. He watched silently. Eventually, all he could see was a boy who lost his dad. It seemed familiar to Keith.
..Right..
Keith reached into his pocket for the lantern's candle. It was just one of those tiny circle ones, nothing too fancy. Except he felt something smooth and definitely not candle-ish. He pulled it out, recognizing it almost immediately. The final thing his father ever handed to him, a green crystal. The very one he had worn in his chest piece. Keith had wondered where it ended up.
âWhatâs that?â Lloyd questioned, now up from his previous position. He was standing, lantern in hand.
âSomething my father gave me.â Keith replied, unreadable, âBefore..â He trailed off, Lloyd picking up immediately.
âRight. Iâm sorry.â
âIt wasnât your fault. Or really anyone's. Things have to happen a certain way.â
âWhat did you write on your lantern?â The blond boy asked. Keith finally looked up at Lloyd, unsuspecting to the changed topic.
âJust uh..â He grabbed his lantern, âAn apology.â He didnât like the strange angle between him and Lloyd, so he finally stood. Now relatively eye-level with each other, Lloyd made a âfollow meâ gesture. Walking out just enough from under the dock. Keith now felt obligated to ask.
âWhat did you write on yours?â
Lloyd cracked a smile, âJust a letter. Something about missing him and stuff. Your apology?â
Keith took a deep breath, he wasnât too keen on reciting the apology out loud. He looked back down at the lantern, eyes roaming over the sloppy handiwork. At least his handwriting was as clean as ever.
âMy dear father, forgive me for going against your wishesâŠâ Was how it started. Keith wasnât sure if he could read it to the end again.
âI just wrote âI am sorryâ. Honestly.â What a lie. But Lloyd accepted it. That was all that mattered to Keith.
He reached into the right pocket this time, pulling out a small candle. Slipping the green crystal in place of it. The candle resided inside the bottom of the lantern, and Lloyd was kind enough to light it for him. Thatâs what the element of..whatever his element was got you.
The two lanterns drifted out in the ocean and eventually floated up into the air. It was nice just to watch. The soft breeze blew Keith's ponytail like a flag in the wind. Lloyd had begun a very heartfelt story about the day he and his father reunited. Keith followed it with the day his father gave him the very gi he was wearing now. Maybe it was nice to grieve with a friend.
As the night went on, eventually the two said their goodbyes.
âSee you tomorrow then?â Lloyd asked, running a hand through his windswept hair.
âHopefully.â Keith smiled, if Ninjago didnât fall by then, then yeah, theyâd see each other. Lloyd rolled his eyes and began walking away from the shore, Keith watched him go. After he was out of sight Keith turned back to the sea.
âIâll see you next year.â His hand gripped onto the crystal in his pocket. He would have to find a better place for it. Perhaps a necklace or his own chestpiece. He was going to be okay. No matter how much he missed his dad. He could make it.
A gift for @idontlikepans featuring their OC Eva and the sons of Garmadon as part of the 2025 Ninjago OC Secret Santa! This was fun to write, and I had a blast! I hope you enjoy too!
Word count: 889
âYouâreâŠyouâre not actually thinking of leaving, are you?â
Eva stops dead in her tracks at the sound of the voice. She hadnât expected anyone to realize the truth; she had been hoping her powers would hide everything. But of course, in her haste to pack up her meager amount of items and flee, she had gotten sloppy and missed a few marks.
âWhy do you care?â she asks Ultra Violet, a bite to her voice.
âNobody ever leaves the Sons of Garmadon,â Ultra Violet snaps. âAt least not willingly. Only way youâre going through that door without us is in a body bag.â
Who would give a shit anyways, Eva wants to snap. Ultra Violet actually has the audacity to soundâŠhurt. Hah. What a joke. Does she really think she can one up the girl whoâs entire life is based on lies and fabrications?
âAgain, why do you care, exactly?â
âCut the crap, Eva. You know Rumi ainât letting you walk off the grid. Youâre a safety risk and we canât have the fuzz finding out what weâre working on through you if you get captured. Or worse, the ninja.â
âThey wonât,â Eva retorts. âBut Iâm tired. I donât know if I can do any of this anymore and itâs not fair.â
Sheâs not sure what these words are even supposed to refer to. Maybe the general gist of everything, the universe at large. From the moment Eva was born, fate has been against her and throwing her through the wringer nonstop. Nobody could tell from just looking at her, but sheâs going to crack soon and she isnât sure when sheâll hit her breaking point. She doesnât have much longer before she breaks.
Simply put, nothing is fair. Nothing is ever fair.
But Eva has lingered a touch too long, because now Harumi chooses to show up. She eyes Eva up and down, and Eva wants to shrink under the scrutiny even though she knows Harumiâs gaze doesnât really mean all that much. Itâs not the kind of gaze Eva gives herself in the mirror, when she canât tear her eyes away from all that imperfect and miscoloured skin, the scars, this and that. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Harumi doesnât see Evaâs flaws. She doesnât see Evaâs shortcomings. She simply sees Eva.
And thatâs what makes this so hard to do. Eva doesnât want to have to say goodbye, she doesnât want to leave Harumi behind. But in a place like Ninjago, where happy endings donât always come true and tomorrow is never promised, thereâs no telling how long the good will actually last.
âThis better not be what I think it is,â Harumi says simply.
Eva shrugs in response, feeling deflated. She doesnât have the energy to muster an aura of confidence, to create an illusion of sureness that this is the right choice. If the world was perfect and actually let her catch a break, sheâd throw herself right into Harumiâs arms and beg to never be let go of again.
Of course, nothing actually works like that. Itâs a painful move to pull herself away like this, but sheâs tired of being hurt and abandoned. Always cast into the shadows. Always the second choice. This time, itâs simply better if Eva bites the bullet before it shoots her in the back when she doesnât expect it at all.
Harumi twirls a strand of long white air around her finger. âWhat happened, Eva? I thought we genuinely had a connection. Are you telling me there never was anything there?â
Eva sighs, unable to hide herself from Harumi. When she was most vulnerable, most broken, most aloneâŠHarumi didnât walk away. She stayed, and became a true friend. Sheâs cared more than most people ever have even tried. The fact that Evaâs been able to keep her plans a secret up until now is nothing short of impressive. Harumi can read everyone like a book, knowing what they want or hold close to them with just one glance. Sheâs going to do amazing things someday, maybe even take over the world, and Eva is proud of her.
âWe did,â Eva says quietly, heart heavy. âI know we did, butâŠI think itâs better this way. I canât risk getting hurt again. Iâve been through too much and I donât want to bear it anymore.â
Harumi chews on her lip. âDo you genuinely think Iâd abandon you?â
âI donât know. But Iâm not taking that chance.â
âWell, that really is a shame.â Harumi sighs, shaking her head. âAfter all weâve been through together, this is how you repay my trust. It stings a lot, really.â
Eva isnât sure how to respond. So she doesnât. She just picks her duffle bag back up and walks towards the door, each step heavy and depressing.
âWell, thenâŠâ Harumiâs voice is surprisingly hollow in a way Eva has never heard before. Defeated. Hurt. âIf thatâs what you think is the best course of action for youâŠthen go.â
âWait!â Ultra Violet snaps. âYouâre just letting her leave? Nobody leaves!â
âIâve made my choice. She made hers.â
Tears well up in Evaâs eyes, but she canât bring herself to say a word, lest her voice cracks and reveal how she truly feels inside. She dashes off into the city and runs until she canât feel her legs.
Okay edit because when I saw this I was out and about, but OH MY GOD!!
This is literally so perfect in every way dude I love it! I love me some angst lol. Eva and UV?!? YES! Eva and Harumi?!? YESS!! I am literally so greatful this is incredible! Tjank you so much!
Freddy is just Orpheus coded to me, especially because he doesn't really fall into the corruption during the game (except for one part I think so just correlate that to If It's True)
Fronnie is a peak ship so thats partly why I chose Bonnie but also I think he has some of that 'spunk' Eurydice has, at least thats how he's characterized usually.
Eclipse is just fun lol. And he's a mix between sun and moon so I think it'd fit
I feel like Monty may be self explanatory, he doesn't really like Freddy and its usually implied hes the one who destroyed Bonnie in the main game. But I feel like he has some redeeming qualities.
Glittergolf again is a peak ship, also Sun is characterized to be a little crazy and I think that would work well with Persephones 'stir-craziness' sometimes displayed in the show
I wanted to include Chica, Roxy, and Moon but they didn't fit anywhere else. I think they would be a fun group to see together! Very mischievous..
I didn't know who else to put for workers lol
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