#‘I definitely don’t have a STYLE’

[yuurionviktor]

Wanted to see if there’s consistency in the way I draw them

[remxedmoon]

“the valiant bison. it leaps to protect its fellow creatures, but not you.”

hooved

2 power - 8 health - 3 blood

protector - when a creature on this card’s side of the field is about to take damage, this card will jump forward to take the hit instead.

sharp quills - once a card bearing this sigil is struck, the striker is then dealt a single damage point.

BISABEAU!! YIPEEE! and a fancy custom sigil to go with him! wow! writeup below, as always

that custom sigil huh!! i had to rewrite that description SO MANY TIMES and it STILL ISN’T PERFECT GRAAAA. i couldn’t fit it into the proper description, but isa’ll return to his original spot after taking the hits. he basically redirects all attacks on his teammates to himself. like a moleman but in reverse.

also ^ he won’t try to protect terrain cards! because that’s a boulder. not his friends. the entire concept around the sigil is based around him protecting his friends from harm.

sharp quills is there to let him counterattack while covering for his allies! fun fact, in my original concept for this card, this was replaced with the mighty leap sigil?? for some reason??? even though airborne cards can’t attack cards on the field?????? idk what my thought process there was. thank god i caught that before finalizing his card

don’t ask how he has sharp quills btw. it’s uhh. his horns. yes. the quills are his horns.

i went back and forth between calling him a bison or a buffalo. his design was based more on water buffalo than american bison? but i ended up going with bison just because it was shorter lol. plus the bisabeau pun. i am beholden to the pun.

you might’ve noticed that the patch is in a different spot here! i couldn’t find a spot that didn’t cover an important part of the card. so i had to go through the miserable experience of moving the patch and cutting it out even more thoroughly to prevent it from messing up the pixels around it. somehow that damn patch was harder to make than the CUSTOM SIGIL.

speaking of the sigil patch. he gets burrower! which makes him move to any empty space that’s about to be attacked. functionally, this means that ALL damage on the board will get redirected to him. except for airborne attacks i guess

this card doesn’t have a hidden trait! and there’s a reason for that! because…

“a meek, unassuming calf. it has not yet learned its own strength.”

hooved

0 power - 2 health - 2 blood

fledgling - a card bearing this sigil will grow into a more powerful form after 1 turn on the board.

clinger - when one of your creatures is placed in a space, a card bearing this sigil will move towards them as far as possible.

TWO CARDS!! he gets to have a fledgling form :3

fledgling is self explanatory i think? i wanted to keep some kind of reference to his Change and this was the best way i could think of! lil baby thing based on his past self…

clinger is a sigil from act 3! it’s like. only on the lonely wizbot i think. initially i was just going to give them sprinter (which makes them move to a different space after attacking) but it felt… too similar to the elk fawn for my liking. and it felt more appropriate character-wise

this card is also part of the reason why i went with bison. buffalo calf is a long name!!!

idk how well it comes across but they have their lil braid!! i wanted to include the glasses in some way but it felt a little out of place with the card design. so they only have the braids. a necessary sacrifice

i realize that burrower is a TERRIBLE sigil for this card but! i had to keep it consistent with his mature form. hope your bison calf doesn’t fling itself into danger and die! oops!

that’s everything to do with these cards! phew! that was a lot of text. here’s the patchless versions!

[rabbitcrimes]

When people are like Wei Wuxian was NOT suicidal it’s like. Ok sure. He just believed that his debt to the Jiangs should be paid with everything up to and including his life. And also that the moral and obvious thing to do in any situation is to put himself between anyone and harm's way. This is because he thinks he’s unkillable but he makes himself unkillable for the same reason he’ll die for a good enough reason: because it’s a way to have worth!

And then famously once everything goes to shit he does beg Lan Wangji to let him die as part of the moment where he is either destroyed by his own evil magic or lets his own evil magic tear him apart, a distinction I don't personally think matters very much at that point. Less explicitly textually, his mentally ill ass behavior after he gives up his core says to me that he wishes that he'd died honorably for Jiang Cheng when he had the chance and doesn't know what to do with himself since he hasn't.

Again I’m aware that he’s operating under a pretty specific set of culturally informed norms as a cultivator and member of a sect but like. TO ME. Everything about how Wei Wuxian conducts himself indicates that he has a box in his mind at all times that says 'in case of emergency break glass' and what’s inside the box is his own death. All the sound of mind actions of a man who has a normal and not suicidal relationship to death.

[slythernnn]

Impulsively cut all my hair off again lol

[jeanmoreaue]

inspired by the scene where Cat brings Jean seashells at the beach bc Jean’s old teammates trashing his little trinkets is OUT, and Jean’s new teammates adding to his collection is IN

[autthesnot]

Tyger Tyger burning bright,

In the forests of the night:

What immortal hand or eye,

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

(William Blake, The Tyger)

[unriding]

hi evie !! how have you been ? :33 i hope you dont mind me borrowing you and moze for something ehehe <3

[rowynri]

some old red son doodles i colored!!

[cloudgremlin-creations]

Grafted Branches Krang Lore

Look every tmnt iteration needs a fun twist on the krang :3c

The only rule of magic I have for Grafted Branches is that magic cannot physically transform a living being. This is Specifically to show how the krang could have secured such a legendary and feared reputation, as the only beings on earth capable of such transformations.

The krang invasion of earth happened over 3,000 years ago, and has been tangled into the world of legend and myth.

Initially, the krang was a biotech power generator made by the Utrom (who I have to draw later bc they are fun) and with no emergency shutdown, the krang did its job of converting everything and anything into power very, very well. It’s a single organism existing in multiple bodies, and shares information through physical contact with other parts of itself. Think of it like a giant, constantly hungry mushroom and that’s a pretty good comparison ^-^

It spreads to new bodies using spores, though it can also spread through physical contact. At earlier stages of infection, a person (folk or human) will gain vitality, strength, and heightened senses. One can keep their mind and exist in this state for quite a while, though there are no cases of it being indefinite. Once the krang body erupts from the skin, the person it has infected is completely obsessed by gathering more power and is considered deceased.

There is no sure fire way to gain immunity to the krang infection, but all around the world groups formed to prevent further infection, fight off the krang, and- eventually- find a way to destroy it completely. In Japan, there were three such groups who worked together to control, fight, and seal away the krang:

Note: when I was making up the symbols I accidentally made the Star Wars Rebels symbol for the Usagi family TwT

There are many stories of the fabled three clans, but it’s generally believed that the Tsume family betrayed the other two families and sided with the krang, causing the downfall of Yokai society. A few families in modern times claim to come from either the Hamato or Usagi families (though not so much from the Usagi line, since there’s plenty of rumours that they either fell to or were corrupted by the krang as well) but the actual family lines are secretive of their ancestry. No one claims to be from the Tsume fam :3

[fuumiku]

Mickbell Tomas it seems I’ve grown quite fond of you you come to me as a long lost friend whom I once picked apples with in papa’s orchard

I headcanon his nose scrunches up and he bites his tongue sometimes when he’s reallyyy laughing… And he’ll snort sometimes of course. Free serotonin. Yk I connected the dots recently that since my twst 2nd top fave is Ruggie it was truly only a matter of time before the Mickbell brainrot got to me. Little "shhh-shh-shhh" laughs please and thank you

[fridayiminlovemp3]

that weird ass fucking lifetime christmas movie that’s thinly veiled fan fiction about taylor swift and travis kelce makes me so uncomfortable like that is FREAK behaviour, making that a real movie is FREAK BEHAVIOUR. i can’t even watch the trailer for it it just freaks me out

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[katkat030]

The Calm of the Storm

written for day 26 of @definitelynotshouting's definitelynottober2024 prompts, the light that blinds.

There’s a storm on the horizon, and the feeling of it is heavy, humidity clinging to every breath and the air weighing more than it did a day past. A bank of clouds paint the sky in a stretch of grey so dark it looks purple, crisscrossed with sweeping voltage lines that arc from pole to pole like poetry. 

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Charge hums. It’s both the lullaby of power lines and different, two sides of the same coin, a storm on the horizon and a resonating buzz that knocks gently on the doors of bones, carves out a hollow, and seeps in to curl up politely at the feet of an idle soul. 

Enveloped in it all, Christmas beetles chirp, and it sounds like an orchestra, violins at the ready. They can still be heard in their silence, an ensemble counting rests with poised bows, filling the air not with sound but the faint imprint of it that lingers like the feelings at the core of a memory whose exacts are lost to time. They sing of anticipation, and the sweet note of their pause says something is coming this way.

There’s a storm on the horizon, and the feeling of it is heavy, humidity clinging to every breath and the air weighing more than it did a day past. A bank of clouds paint the sky in a stretch of grey so dark it looks purple, crisscrossed with sweeping voltage lines that arc from pole to pole like poetry. 

If this is a song, then the gathering of its precursors are the bridge, and if this is the human body, they are the ribs under which the heart beats. 

The first strike to split the sky is a herald, and it’s a promise of more to come. It meets the ground with barely a whisper and it’s erased just a blink later. The air holds its breath while the world turns as it always does beneath, not one to stop on anyone’s account.

The storm isn’t coming because the storm is already here, thunder a few seconds to playfully chase the heels of every arc of light that races to tag the ground. It weaves a symphony from Summer breeze, citrus-sweet humidity and lightning’s silent, staccato beats. 

At the edges of it all, a cliff face, mapped to a tossing ocean. 

A darkness to rival the crow’s feather black of the night–it, too, only illuminated in flashes carried in second-quick, branching veins–the sea turns over itself and over itself and rushes once more to hammer against the unyielding wall of stone. 

A dampening hand pressed softly to a cymbal crash, the storm dissipates, the harmonised hum of power lines remaining as the weighted blanket of rolling thunder recedes into a soft nothingness. The restless breaking of waves in the distance and the faint drone of electricity soothe the night to slumber.

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Atmosphere building practice inspired by the most gorgeous corner of the world I've ever visited.

[bugeyedfreaks]

Gotta say I probably owe it all to PPG for my (and probably all the other millennials that grew up with early seasons of ppg) love for anything 50/60s minimalistic, mid century aesthetic. Craig’s style was definitely inspired by those era. even when he’s not trying to approach it, there’s still some essence of it and it becomes my comfort aesthetic

Oh, same! At the time the 50s and 60s aesthetic was pretty trendy in pop culture just in general, so I’m sure it being part of the zeitgeist (as well as being a Hanna-Barbera production, so stylistically similar to their older cartoons) made it that way. There’s some 70s stuff in the show as well, but overall it definitely pulls more from that midcentury design sensibility and I truly do love it.

[fierykitten2]

Past Paradox Quaquaval that loses the Water-type in favour of a Dragon-type for no reason meanwhile Future Paradox Meowscarada that loses the Grass-type but gains a type that isn’t Electric or Steel

[artificialcaretaker]

There’s no fucking way I got into school mandated classic lit yaoi again why the fuck does this keep happening……

[Literally praying that we read page 222 in class I need to see everyone’s reaction to that.

Also, Bromden is literally me. Bro will start talkin about his paranoid delusions and how the Shadow Government is controlling him and I’ll be like “ONG TWIN 🫡🫡🫡”

That may or may not have some implications on my current mental health status.

ALSO also, I finally changed my signature. I no longer want to be associated with the same thing I used to mark the yaoi hentai I drew in middle school. That ain’t me. I’m a changed man. Like hell I’ll ever find it again but the important thing is that I’m moving on.