#Emperor Garmadon

[cable-salamdr]

Not really a HC I just felt the need to draw the gang as dolls and it escalated into Lloyd gaining the new coping mechanism of sewing after the Oni Trilogy (I am totally not projecting)

+ the vague designs for each of them. Their hair is made out of various things including but not limited to: felt, sponges, cotton, and thick string. I am a professional at design.

[ogzieoggleton]

"An oni's enervation" - au

The thing standing before him was not his father. Yet, even then, Lloyd could be fooled.

The sickly blue lighting lit the dank skin of the creature, its throat looking swollen and bruised as it- or what Lloyd could only presume was Garmadon- lowered its head, its collar bones going taut like a bow-string, limp, uncharacteristic hair draping uncannily down his tight frame like silver drool of a gaping, titanic monster.

The green ninja drew his breath, fear filling his eyes as greif clutched at his heart like a bear trap clinging to a lamb, the shuddering in his shoulders betraying the forceful determination he wore knit on his brow.

"You- you've cha-anged," the distorted voice rang out against the cold walls of the prison, the depth of Garmadon's voice was uncomfortable and as ugly as the yellowed and grimey fangs hanging out its mouth, saliva dripping from them as if the man before him was a brutish hound driven by the bloodlust of a hunt.

But undeniably, Lloyd's brows softened and his muscles lowered their guard as he inched closer to the feral "man."

"So have you.." he began, his teeth cold on the insides of his mouth yet his breath was warmer than the eyes of his once father.. "I don't want to have to fight-"

A thunderous THUD shook the grounds.

"-You"

..

Harumi's disappointed cries were louder than the hammering of Lloyd's heart. And the thump of his father's body against his green gi.

A lord too weary to hold a helm upon his head is never suited for battle.

[greendest1ny]

garmadon definitely has religious trauma. like his dad was literally ninjago god, and garmadon states that he felt rejected by him. like imagine being told by not only your father, but the creator of everything that you see around you, that you're a disappointment and that you're doomed to turn evil

[mxystarry]

Deity's (hickorybickorydock) polls have sparkled me about thinking back of personality types which were my past obsessions (aw haha yea early teenage identity stuffs and still :D) and I said why don't I do a DnD chart for Garmadon

Tbh some of them are still a maybe for me (esp as a lawful neut I'm unsure about how comic G must be that. Idk yeah he was a bit between of good and evil but he did something conscientiously rather than bounding laws.) Though it was fun for do it.

[dexylloyd]

"One look can say more than a thousand words"

Hello again friends! I wanted to wait before posting but I couldn't resist!

The headcanons for these cuties:

Lloyd: His eyes are the most rare you can find, someone says that the only one having eyes shaped like that was the FSM himself! His eyes are bright green with red,magenta and gold in it;

Nya: Her eyes are brown like her brother, but with the great strength of the ocean in them, someone says that sometimes you can see said waves change but who knows;

Pixal: Precise and bright eyes, their color recreates that of a common human being, but the shape of the irises highlights the nindroid part of her (Zane finds them really pretty...and I agree!)

Skylor: The shape of her eyes is oval like the most beautiful pieces of amber, such a gem can be seen in the bottom of her eyes, perhaps this sweet substance is precisely what attracted/trapped kai to her...ahah!

Bonus headcanon: It's true that Lloyd has the same eyes as his grandfather (just a different colour) and this is why Wu can't look at him in the eyes. Lord/Sensei!Garmadon, on the other hand, can do it just fine; but Emperor!Garmadon? Just has a violent urge to yell at them...

(the next post will be a hypothetical part three or will be a post about other headcanons...I have to decide :P)

[kindaasrikal]

Emperor Garmadon: I have no son…

Also Emperor Garmadon: Son, where is my son, bring my son, my son, my son, mY sON, WHERE IS MY SON-

Lloyd: LEAVE ME ALONE-

[garmadonskitten]

I rarely render, but I felt silly this time. Based off of @poshcuntmachete 's post

[davinci608]

what if Garmadon had a daughter from a different woman or Lloyd has half-sister?

[scribblue]

@acksolotel618 Got inspired by this post and ended up using it as a writing prompt for a short scene with Zane and Garmadon!!

You can read it on Ao3 here , or after the cut

❆ A Lesson In Humanity ❆

Zane speaks to Garmadon about their shared history of being manipulated emperors.

{ 940 words, no major warnings }

"I was once like you."

The words landed heavily on Garmadon's shoulders, yet with further consideration he refused to believe they carried any real weight. Merely a vapid placation, or worse, outright mocking. He furrowed his brow. "You couldn't possibly understand me, metal man."

Zane stared back evenly. His eye contact was unwavering, unnatural. It felt as though he could see through Garmadon's very chemical makeup, and was intent on dissecting him down to his barest components like a hunk of biological technology. The nindroid stood on the catwalk connecting their underground base of operations to the elevator up to the monastery. The rest of the ninja had left to take a break, following a particularly intense—and unsuccessful— training session between Lloyd and Garmadon. Garmadon had to admit his surprise, if only internally, at the company he now found himself forcibly entertaining; Zane had never made an effort to speak to him one-on-one, and the cold shoulder was reciprocated.

"You are free to believe that, if a sense of individuality brings you comfort,” Zane said. “However, it is an inaccurate assessment."

Garmadon rolled his eyes. "Thank you for reminding me why we never spoke. You may leave now,” he said, waving a hand to dismiss him. 

Zane remained. An unsurprising development, and an aggravating one. "Do you not wish to know of our similarities?”

A frown crossed Garmadon’s face, and curiosity clouded his thoughts. He was quick to disperse it with a shake of his head; Zane was clearly trying to get under his skin, force his guard down so that he would ease up on Lloyd. It would never work. Mastering Oni form took an iron fist, not a distracted mind. He turned away and clasped both sets of hands behind his back, pretending to focus on the computers for a long moment.

Not long enough, evidently, as Zane made his continued presence known. “I am going to tell you anyway.”

“Great,” Garmadon muttered.

“When I was trapped in the Never Realm, I was manipulated into becoming the Ice Emperor: a cold and ruthless entity who spared no one in his quest for retaining power. My true self was hidden from me for sixty years, until Lloyd helped me restore it,” Zane said, a waver of emotion in his robotic voice. “It has been some time since it happened, yet I still feel the effects of this event to this day.”

“Hmm.” Garmadon pressed a couple buttons on the keyboard in an attempt to make his distraction look convincing. “I fail to see how that relates to me.”

He heard Zane take a small step forward. “When you became Emperor of Ninjago, that emperorship was predicated on lies and manipulation by Harumi. She encouraged you to reject your humanity, just as my advisor Vex did to me. And I am willing to bet you have also suffered lasting effects.”

Garmadon scoffed. “Please,” he said, turning a tight-lipped scowl towards Zane. “I am an oni, I never had humanity to reject…that is, until Vinny of NGTV news took me under his council. And even so, such humanity would not benefit me here. Lloyd needs to learn to release his oni form, and I can assure you I am in the perfect condition to do so—no ‘lasting effects’ as you say.”

“Perhaps that is true. Or perhaps you only wish it to be.” Zane’s pointed stare finally wavered, drifting to some far-off corner of the room. “I have spent much of my own spare time wrestling with the reality of my situation, versus what I wish to believe… It is difficult to grapple with the truth that I have hurt innocent people while under another’s influence. It sometimes holds me back from being the best version of myself that I can be, for fear of hurting others again.”

That did sound familiar, not that Garmadon was willing to admit it out loud. He was often plagued with memories of his short-lived reign over Ninjago, and the atrocities committed under his hand. He was loath to say he regretted any of them, in fact he wasn’t sure he was even capable of regret– nonetheless, the flashbacks were bothersome, and the more he attempted to embody “goodness”, the more frequent they became. “So…what? You believe I am compromised in some way? I can assure you I’m not.”

“I believe you have begun the process of betterment, without addressing the root of the issue.”

“...And what might that be?”

“Your relationship with Lloyd. You hurt Lloyd during your time as Emperor. Now, your beliefs and goals are changing, but you have not mended the rift that has grown between the two of you, or attempted to grapple with the effects your actions have on both yourself and others… you cannot expect to find success in the present, until you face your past,” Zane said. His even tone and matter-of-fact delivery did nothing to lessen the blow of his words. “You may not believe it, but Lloyd is your humanity. As he was mine, when I needed it most. Do not forget that he needs you too.”

Something twinged in Garmadon’s chest. He had half a mind to blame it on his incomplete resurrection, and perhaps that truly was the case; complicated emotions could simply be a byproduct of his botched vessel. He averted his gaze and said nothing. 

Zane didn’t attempt to break the silence, either. He lingered for just a moment longer, before turning heel and wordlessly leaving the room, where Garmadon remained alone with his thoughts. 

“…I won’t,” he said, knowing there was nobody there to hear him.

[elfkitty]

Redrew this Scene from the Shatterspin Comics

[cable-salamdr]

ok but consider…. young garmadon carrying baby lloyd in one of those kangaroo pouch bag thingies. do you see my vision. ive been having lots of garmadon thoughts lately. i need him and misako to show up at one point in dragons rising and spoil the kids rotten like overindulgent grandparents

I absolutely see your vision, anon. The hawaiian shirt is a legal requirement.

I didn’t know which version of Garmadon you meant, so ofc I made one with Garmadad AND E. Garmadon. Either one will result in the students getting to hear embarrassing Lloyd childhood stories. Will definitely draw more of this thank you anon

[crowleycorvid]

Hollow

[greendest1ny]

a guide to holding a garmadon

[senseioftheseidiots]

Small doodle for today. Wu expresses his wish to fly again, giving a small side comment on it. And garmadon uses this as a chance to show his brother how good hes become, by fulfilling that wish.. though...

[the-ninjago-historian]

The Oni Lord is on the prowl. High above in mountain clouds. Heed the warning of his haunting howl. And listen well for his hungry growl.

Never stray far from the path. Lest you fall victim to his rath. And you will become an midnight meal, To bones of iron and teeth of steel...

[kindaasrikal]

Movie Garmadon: is creeped out by the green ninja staring at him with intense daddy issues.

Series Emperor Garmadon: stares at Lloyd all creepy like he’s the angry son and Lloyd is the messed up Dad.

(When Lloyd, Nya, Dareth and Skylor ran away from Emperor Garmadon in their car tank thing)