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Commission for @poltergeist-bunn <3

Aaa I’m having so much fun drawing commissions, thank you everyone who asked for one, your support means the world to me 🥹💜 I’ll slowly, but surely get everyone’s done :’)

Alt ver for better colors :D

The Jimmy in Gettin' In Tune makes me want to cry with how precious he is, not even Mr. Crankypants can resist.

Poll time bc I’m curious

I’m thinking hard about opening them now that someone asked about them :’) just idk if there’s enough interest

Idk what prices there would be tho, the last time I’ve done commissions was like uh,, 6 years ago? 7? Idk. But I wouldn’t want to charge lot. Maybe like 15 bucks for a colored half body? Something like that, I’ll have a look around to see what other artists charge

draw more jimmy solidarity and my life is YOOUUURSSS (the way u draw him is EDIBLE)

Jimmy Solidarity Gaming and Silver the hedgehog, you're welcome

Viktor and Jinx team-up would be goated, but alternatively...

To @ravenzi

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●•thank you for the opportunity ^^•●

Day 234: the watchers gave him zoomies real not fake

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"stress" by yoan capote - made of bronze and concrete

we are going to have to make sure fandom is a safe space for everyone because it’s about to be the only safe space for certain people to exist in

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My Highest Worldly Bliss: Chapter One

@electronix-arts @traumatizedartist @sock-man37 @confettiiz @poltergeist-bunn (just tagging everyone who expressed some interest in the teaser — thank you so much by the way, I really appreciate it!)

Hi everyone! I know the poll isn’t technically over yet, but most people thus far voted for me to upload chapter one to Tumblr today, and had I waited… well “today” would’ve been over lol.

Here’s chapter one of my very first fic! Haha i feel so self-indulgent. Feel free to let me know what you think and give some feedback. Excuse the formatting issues! I’m new to this 🥲 Read it under the cut 👇🏼👇🏼

Soft white eyes met a glimmering violet glow.

And he knew, in earnest then, that he would never be the same.

——

Dawn broke over the horizon of Copper-9. The nearby sound of drilling overpowered Khan’s senses as he blinked sleep out of his eyes. The day greeted him like any other, with a sly grin and slap to the face. A long day in the shafts lay ahead.

He was never fully content living a life of servitude. The human masters had made his kind to mine their exoplanets, so each day, they would dig their way further through the bedrock, dust and hot air hanging heavy around them until it clogged their sensors and slicked their hair back. Yet the drone always longed for more: a life of his own; freedom from the shackles that kept him bound to the colliery.

Such were the dreams of an ambitious man. Better yet, a foolish man. He knew not to articulate his fantasies of revolt, or he’d have caught his death for it by now.

But Khan was lucky, his bright mind and ingenuity had impressed the humans. During a shaft collapse a few months back, he’d taken the reigns and stabilized the structure long enough to evacuate all the workers. Having saved them a pretty penny, the humans rewarded him with a promotion to construction. Meaning no more physical labor.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” The worker drone grabbed his clipboard, scanning the text to find his assignment. He flipped the page to find it in big bold letters, coupled with a map.

Cabin Fever Labs

Ceiling collapse on basement floor, building integrity compromised.

“Huh,” he thought, “Never heard of that place.”

Grabbing the map, he set out on his mission.

——

“Stop it! Don’t touch me!”

“The more you squirm, the more it’ll hurt, 002.”

“Please, I’m sorry! I’ll be good, I swear!”

——

Khan didn’t expect the walk to take as long as it did. It felt like hours since he’d left the mines. His head was pounding, legs ached, and he contemplated giving up halfway.

“Screw the humans. They don’t deserve my help anyway.” He huffed, feeling the hot sun burn down on him.

Yet, against his better judgment, Khan persisted, wading through waist-high vegetation as he finally stumbled upon the Cabin Fever complex. It was at least ten stories high. Blacked-out windows lined the building in a grid-like pattern, and a large, metal door towered before the drone. It was locked, so he had no choice but to ring the bell.

A buzzer rang not long after. “State your name and the purpose of your visit,” came an annoyed voice on the other end.

“Uh, hello? I’m Khan. I-I’m here on behalf of JCJenson… to survey the ceiling collapse? I’m the Head of Construction at the copper mines.”

“Come in.” Another beep and Khan entered.

——

“Subject 002’s test results have been… alarming, to say the least.”

“What do you suppose we do?”

Purple eyes blinked open, and a blurry haze of white fluorescent light overwhelmed them. It took 002 a moment to realize where she was: the torture chamber, strapped to the patient bed. Everything hurt, and for a moment she cursed death for being too elusive a mercy for her. In the distance, she heard the voices of the Doctors.

Ever since that symbol had first plagued her processor they’d taken every opportunity to subject her to the latest “treatments”. Psychological torture, physical beatings, and solitary confinement had become staples of her daily routine.

“I think we ought to separate her and 048. It could be that two infected drones interacting is worsening the problem.”

This immediately set off alarms in 002’s mind. They couldn’t take 048 from her, she was the only good thing about this hellhole!

“I’ll inform Dr. Piers of the change. I’m sure we can accommodate 002 in 017’s room.”

Anger surged through her body. The mere thought of the Doctors taking the last good thing in her life away from her made 002 seethe. A thousand possibilities soared through her mind, until the symbol from her visions appeared in her hand once again.

“I said let me go!” A flash of violet light cut through the leather straps holding her down, and 002 fought back tears as she burst through the torture chamber door and down the hall.

——

Khan made his way to the basement of the labs, looking for the hall with the collapsed ceiling.

“There you are.” He whispered once he finally found his assignment. It was… a disturbing site to say the least. The ceiling tiles had been shattered beyond recognition, seemingly by force, and the wall nearby had been splattered with… oil? It sent a chill up his chassis.

He began surveying the damage when a female voice picked up behind him.

“So… they finally let someone see what goes on down here, huh? You some fresh meat or sumthin’?”

Khan was startled, jumping a bit before turning around, and then his shock turned to awe as he laid eyes on the most beautiful drone he’d ever seen. Her clothes were plain: a sleeveless grey dress, ID tag, gloves, and no shoes. Yet there was an undeniable fervor in her eyes, which were the most brilliant shade of purple-pink.

“Helloooo?” she asked, “Ya still in there or?” She tapped her fingers on his faceplate, effectively snapping him out of his trance.

“Uh— hi miss?” He tried to form a full sentence but was too taken aback, a vibrant white blush forming on his cheeks.

The woman played with the ends of her lavender hair and stifled a giggle, “I’ve never had a guy get flustered over me before. You sure you don’t belong down here with the rest of us defects?”

Embarrassed, Khan tried to reassert himself, “Ma’am, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m the Head of Construction, and I’m here to survey the ceiling collapse. Do you need help with something?”

——

Now that ticked 002 off. She couldn’t believe it! This… cute weird, weird man with a hard hat and too much audacity had the nerve to waltz into her home and ask her if she needed his help!

“Okay, nuance alert ‘ma’am,’” she said mockingly, “You’re in my neck of the woods right now! So how about we switch up the roles and ask if you need my help, hmm?” And to really get her point across, 002 held up three fingers, and the symbol appeared once more. In an instant, all the damage had been undone.

——

“Oh, uh. What was that?” It was a stupid question, but the construction worker couldn’t think of any other way to phrase it.

He watched as a deep, violet-pink blush covered the woman’s face. She crossed her arms and huffed, stepping backward “It’s uhm… it’s nothing. Just a virus I have,” Then her voice got quiet, “Bet it freaks you out, huh? Just like everyone else.”

Khan was about to say something to the contrary when heavy footsteps began racing down the hall. Humans. He watched as the purple lady’s eyes went hollow and she stepped back.

“I-I need to go,” she stammered, “I’m not even supposed to be talking to you.”

“Wait!” He shouted back, but it was too late. He caught a final glimpse of her light as the beautiful violet woman turned a corner and disappeared.

“I didn’t even get your name…”

hello world i have fallen victim to fanfiction writing. Heres a little teaser to chapter one of, what I hope, will be a full-length series on AO3 about Khan and Nori’s early years together

Khan made his way to the basement of the labs, looking for the hall with the collapsed ceiling.

“There you are.” He whispered, having finally found his assignment. It was… a disturbing site to say the least. The ceiling tiles had been shattered beyond recognition, seemingly by force, and the wall nearby had been splattered with… oil? It sent a chill up his chassis.

He began surveying the damage when a female voice picked up behind him.

“So… they finally let someone see what goes on down here, huh? You some fresh meat or sumthin’?”

Khan was startled, jumping a bit before turning around, and then his shock turned to awe as he laid eyes on the most beautiful drone he’d ever seen. Her clothes were plain: a sleeveless grey dress, ID tag, gloves, and no shoes. Yet there was an undeniable fervor in her eyes, which were the most brilliant shade of pink.

“Helloooo?” She asked, “Ya still in there or?” She tapped her fingers on his faceplate, effectively snapping him out of his trance.

“Uh— hi miss?” He tried to form a full sentence but was too taken aback, a brilliant white blush forming on his cheeks.

The woman played with the ends of her lavender hair and stifled a giggle, “I’ve never had a guy get flustered over me before. You sure you don’t belong down here with the rest of us defects?”

@electronix-arts tagging you since you’re the reason i went ahead with this silly little idea ^^

This is what scrolling in the Ninjago tag feels like

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From this ask, God I can't wait for Gumball to come back

Ninjago sketches !!!

did u know I luv ninjago

Smoking in the rain is the best fucking thing, I feel like a cop in an 80s movie taking a drag while my woman waits inside to be interrogated for the murder of her husband who I know she killed, but I don’t care because I’m in love with her and I want her to live long happy life, so I’m rigging the interrogation so she goes free despite the fact she was found at the crime scene with blood on her hands

YOOOOOOOOOOOOO

whatever dun meshis your ninjago

You know, I’ve been thinking about the way Jay grew up, and I think it explains a lot about how he interacts with the other characters and the character flaws he has. Being in the junkyard, he probably didn’t have many chances to interact with kids his age or even adults unless someone dropped in to buy something. Assuming he went to school, he would probably have suffered from bullying(based on how much he is embarrassed about his parents job) so his issues with connection and monitoring his reaction to other people and intense situations(especially in the earlier seasons) makes a lot of sense. He isn’t accustomed to being around people in general, and hadn’t developed the necessary intuition that groups need to communicate properly.

Please reblog for a larger sample and all that

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Hey, are you a ninjago fan? Wanna hang out with me and other ninjago fans in a discord server?

I have been in this server for a few weeks now and it’s been an awesome experience! I’ve recently been made moderator and the other mods are efficient and friendly! Join in, and hang out with other fans!

Being evil is fun!

hii! been awhile since I posted anything here, have this quick Harumi doodle BC I love a girboss

I was kinda able to work it out, but it made me sad to see how the ninja reacted and him not recognizing any of them

Okay possible new post series cause I’m bored-

How did you react when Zane was revealed to be the ice emperor?

Yup! It’s also set post merge but pre-current timeline:)

another day, another post with me begging you to send me your favorite lloyd garmadon fanfictions. PLEASE.

Underrated part about Ninjago is how they use EVERY opportunity for character interactions.

It’s not just limited to casual scenes where “Okay it’s time for these two characters to talk and bond”

There is almost never a moment in the show where the characters, especially the leads, are just standing there. There’s always some sort of interaction going on, even if it’s minor.

Action scene? There’s still banter.

Exposition dump? There’s still banter.

It’s a small thing, but one that sells the main characters bond as a team that much more. It also makes scenes boring on paper feel memorable in viewers mind.

There’s usually someone making fun of someone’s bad puns. Or just each other. That’s why most of Kai’s roasts on Jay and his sister for example are quotable.

There’s usually something going on in the background. Like when Lloyd and Nya are talking about their plan to face the Ice Emperor, there’s the others in the background getting assaulted by a hammock.

Even in what should be a dry scene about plot exposition, there’s some sort of interaction happening. Kai being high on snake venom. Jay interrupting a backstory to question the wording. Nya nagging Cole’s babysitting tactics and Jay stabbing Kai’s hand with a fork.

Take other shows where the large cast of characters are just standing there and/or just talking about the exposition and nothing else. Not that they would never interact, it’s usually just scenes that are designed specifically for interaction.

Not only does it make Ninjago more fun, but it also makes the bond between this decent sized lead cast feel real.

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.