#tai-d

[sammjammin]

echo zane on the mind

#sjamm art #WHY DID IT UPLOAD AT LIKE 2 PIXELS BIG #im still not very good at this #bring back echo #he is so silly #my art #ninjago #art #fanart #echo ninjago #echo zane #zane julien #tai-d #ninjago echo #gif #digital art #aniamtion #animated gif

[greenflowerceo]

experimental doodle dump moment o( ❛ᴗ❛ )o

i've always thought about making fanart for this certain fic by @allofthebees

i love them alot

#ninjago #echo ninjago #echo julien #ronin ninjago #tai-d #evan's doodles! #evan's art!

[razzle-zazzle]

Whumptober Day 03: like crying out in empty rooms, with no one there except the moon

Solitary Confinement

2339 Words; Divergent AU

TW for abandonment, deterioration

AO3 ver

The sunlight creeped in through the windows. Motes of dust floated through the beam like tiny flakes of snow.

He had never seen snow before. But Father had once lived in a forest full of it, and would sometimes liken the morning-sun-dust-beam to the “flurries” that would fill the forest. Unlike Father, he had never seen snow before, but he had seen lots of dust.

Eventually, the sun had risen high enough that the beam of light fell towards the bottom of the wall, hitting upon the solar panel of the bot resting in that particular spot. A few moments later, and Tai-D came to life, gears whirring as it scooted forwards to get more sun.

“Good morning.” He said. He had been sitting there all night after moving Tai-D to that spot, waiting for the sun to rise again. As Tai-D wheeled off to inspect its surroundings, he stood up. His joints and gears creaked with the effort, but once he was on his own two feet he held steady.

Tai-D was already attacking the pile of scrap in the corner, pulling it apart to sort it. He would have to pile it all up again after the sun set and Tai-D went inactive, but he didn’t mind. It was good for the helper bot to have something to do every morning.

He waited. Perhaps he should try to walk down the stairs, today, and check the door? There was likely nothing there, but it had been a while since he’d managed the stairs successfully. But his joints had not creaked as much as usual, today, so perhaps they might permit the excursion.

Tai-D had finished sorting the scrap, and wheeled over to check the dishes in the cupboard. He hadn’t touched those—the cups and plates were meant for people like Father, people who needed to eat. Still, Tai-D pushed the cupboard open, checking that the few cups and plates were all in order.

He made his way to the stairs. They were treacherous, dangerous, and sometimes terrifying—

But even Father’s knees could handle them when needed, and Father’s knees would hurt going up and down. His knees never hurt at all, no matter how much they creaked.

Still, the stairs spiraling down loomed beneath him ominously, taunting him with memories of his knees locking up and his body tumbling down, down, down.

In his hesitation, he was passed by Tai-D, who, despite being only waist-height and getting around on wheels, was more than equipped to traverse the treachery of the steps through the use of its arms.

“Right.” He steeled what little courage he had, and slowly, carefully, feeling out the stiffness of his joints the entire time—

One step became two steps, then three, then four. He had descended far enough to see out onto the floor of the workshop, which stretched tall enough to hold three living spaces, with a single balcony wrapping around halfway up. Tai-D was already roaming around, checking every nook and cranny, clambering up onto shelves and sorting old blueprints. Perhaps he should set up another scrap pile in here for Tai-D to sort? It’d mean braving the stairs more often, though, for all that he needed to visit the workshop every so often to repair himself.

The workshop was far from the bottom of the lighthouse, though, for all the space it took. Carefully, keeping close to the wall, he continued his descent. It wasn’t long before he was level with the workshop’s bottom floor, the stairs below him much more treacherous than the stairs previous.

His joints creaked, old bolts and ball bearings straining at his little exercise. He still felt much better than usual, though, so he continued downward.

There were no windows below the workshop—the workshop itself only had one. But past the grease-stained floor of the workshop, there was nothing but the stone walls of the lighthouse and the stairs spiraling down. The lamps were long burned out, and he was loath to waste any oil on them.

He pressed a metal hand against the stone wall. Slowly, he made his way down. One step after another. The bottom was empty, the stone floor covered in dust and cobwebs. There was a puddle by the old door, the water creeping in under the wood.

Carefully, mindful of the puddle, he pushed at the old door. It wasn’t locked—it hadn’t been locked for months—but it still held firm, the hinges rusted still. The wood was rotting, though—perhaps he might be able to break it down soon.

His curiosity satisfied, he made his way back to the stairs. The ascent loomed before him, but he couldn’t stay down here. So up he went.

+=+=+=+=+

The sunlight creeped in through the windows, motes of dust floating in the beam like flakes of snow.

Tai-D whirred to life under the golden rays, and as the helper bot moved to resort the scrap, he stood. “Good morning.” He greeted, and Tai-D beeped back in reply.

Sitting in one place all night was boring. But he was used to boring, used to long hours spent waiting in one way or another. Waiting for Father to finish a project. Waiting for the Skulkin to return. Waiting for the sun to rise once again.

So he waited.

There was little else for him to do, really. He couldn’t leave the lighthouse, let alone the island it was situated on. Nobody ever came by, and nothing ever really changed out here. It was just him, and the sea.

Well, him, the sea, and Tai-D. So he wasn’t completely alone.

But it was still awful, being trapped here. Father had told him about the land that Father had come from, a vast continent of solid ground covered in different biomes. He could hardly fathom an island ten times as big as this one, let alone a whole continent.

He wanted to see it, this continent. Wanted to see the snow and the flowers and the birds and the fish. Wanted to see the people who were like Father, made of soft flesh and wrinkling skin. Wanted to see the mountains and forests.

But he could not leave the island. He had no boat, and could not handle the salty water. It was how Father had been kept trapped here, reliant on the Skulkin to provide supplies and parts.

So it was just him, the sea, and Tai-D. Trapped here until…

He didn’t know. He didn’t know how long. Father had left with… not the Skulkin, though the Skulkin had stopped showing up long before Father left. The ship that had come for Father had only stopped at the island briefly, and he had seen nothing of it since.

It had felt like a dream, if he were capable of such. He had been hidden away for the first time in months, and he had stayed quiet and still. When he had finally been retrieved by Tai-D, Father was already gone. Just like that.

Just him, the sea, and Tai-D from that point on. The Skulkin made no new appearances since the last, since long before the ship that had taken Father away. That was good; the Skulkin would not have taken kindly to him.

The Skulkin would take apart anything that wasn’t part of the war machines they wanted, so Father had kept him hidden, had built him out of what little scrap that Father could successfully squirrel away. Tai-D’s existence had been justified to the Skulkin; by having the helper bot maintain the building, Father was freed up to spend more time serving the Skulkin’s demands.

But he had no such justification. So Father had kept him hidden, kept him safe. Approaching ships could never sneak up on the lighthouse while the monster roamed the waters—Father always had plenty of warning to hide him.

Perhaps Father could have justified him to the Skulkin; the tea that was used to keep Father alive gave the man memory problems. It was a large part of why he’d been built; his mechanical memory would not falter. But still, Father insisted it safer to keep him hidden, and he trusted Father.

He trusted Father still, for all that he had not seen the man in so long. Surely, one day Father’s memory would be jogged, and Father would come to the lighthouse, come for him. Surely.

He held that hope close, and he’d hold it as long as he needed.

+=+=+=+=+

The sunlight creeped in through the windows. The motes of dust still looked like snow in his imagination—though the way Father described it, snow sounded much prettier.

He waited for the sunlight to hit Tai-D’s solar panel. Once the helper bot was up and moving, he stood. His joints and gears creaked, and he was forced to stop halfway up, his knees locked. He was having more difficulty this morning.

The sea air was a constant menace. Father hadn’t had the materials to build him water-resistant, and the salty air was no better than the waves. Keeping himself rust-free was a near-daily chore, and his joints constantly threatened to break down. It seemed that today was simply one of those days.

With the groan of rusting metal, he made his way down the stairs to the workshop. Tai-D was quick to follow, already moving for the limited supply of oil they had.

“Thank you.” He took the oil can from the helper bot, and set to work. He had spent many days watching Father work, asking questions to keep the man’s mind steady. He wasn’t Father, but he could maintain himself to an adequate degree.

But adequate might not last forever, he knew. As he checked over the components in his chest cavity, unheeded by any chest panel that might rust shut, he mentally cataloged the supplies that were left.

The Skulkin no longer coming by was a blessing and a curse. He no longer had to hide, but there was no longer a steady delivery of supplies.

Not that the Skulkin would return, anyway. Father was gone. Father was who they wanted. Without Father, there was no point in the Skulkin ever returning.

But still, he held hope. Hope that Father would one day return, hope that he wouldn’t be trapped on this tiny island forever. Hope that he might one day see the wider world.

It was a faint hope, but it was a hope he held nonetheless. As he worked on fixing the elbow joint he had damaged by falling on it, he held that hope tight.

It was hard, but he’d hold out. The alternative—rusting away here, slowly falling apart until he couldn’t move, until his memory stopped processing—didn’t bear thinking about.

So he hoped, hard as it was.

+=+=+=+=+

The sunlight creeped in through the windows, the ever-present dust floating in the beam.

The angle of the sun changed slowly, almost imperceptibly when measured day to day. But he’d seen many sunrises, and the wall where Tai-D slept was marked with the fruits of his labors. It was a simple matter to move Tai-D ever so slightly to the right or left as needed, matching the marks on the walls with his memories of sunrises past.

Indeed, Tai-D was quick to charge, moving to the pile of unsorted scrap that he had pulled together for it. He stood, joints and gears creaking with the motion.

It was the same as every other day—Tai-D moved on from the scrap, and he pondered whether it might be worth it to brave the stairs today.

Probably not. His left arm had been very loose, lately, constantly threatening to fall out. Better to leave the stairs for another time.

With little else to do, he made his way to the window. For all that the sea air was a menace, the sea itself could be quite beautiful. He had spent long hours watching it while Father worked, and longer still after Father was taken.

Waves crested with white flung themselves across the surface. He rested his hands on the bottom of the window, peering out into the blue. Blue sky, blue seas. Endless blue, as far as he could see.

Wait.

A shape appeared in the blue, quickly growing.

No, not growing—getting closer.

He leaned forward, trying to get a better look—

A ship!

Oh no. Oh no no no.

The last time people had come by in his memory, they had taken Father away. Would they take Tai-D next? Would he be left alone here, to rust and decay? Or worse, would they be like the Skulkin, and take him apart like Father always said?

He should hide. He needed to hide—he shouldn’t be out when the lighthouse had visitors. It wasn’t safe, he needed to hide—

In his haste to make it to the workshop, to the “faulty” lever that would open the hidden room, he missed a step, his body tilting forwards. He had scarcely a moment to recall every other time he’d fallen down the stairs (Father had always been there to patch him up, before, but Father wasn’t here anymore—) before his body was careening down, thumping and slamming and rattling as he rolled. He fell out of the spiral entirely more than halfway down the workshop, landing on the grease-stained floor with an echoingly, painfully loud CLANG.

He couldn’t move. His arm had fallen off, at one point, and one of his legs was damaged. He couldn’t move, lying on the floor, staring up at the workshop ceiling as the panic closed in.

Footsteps ascended the stairs below—two sets. He turned his head towards the sound, the fingers of his still-attached arm twitching uselessly.

Three heads appeared. Two were like Father, flesh and skin, but with darker hair. The third was unlike anything he had ever seen before, purple scales interspersed with white patches.

Tai-D was wheeling around in circles, beeping erratically. The strangers stared.

“Um… hello?” He tried.

The stranger with a streak of green in his hair stepped forwards. “What the fuck.”

#whumptober2023 #no.3 #solitary confinement #ninjago #lego ninjago #zaz writes #abandonment tw #deterioration tw #echo julien #tai-d #divergent au #co/le mo/rro and pyt/hor show up at the very end but i'm not tagging them #jeezus how long has it been since i've done anything ninjago related LMAO #was listening to ''movin' right along'' from the muppet movie (1979) and i just. that's a divergent au song to me so it got me thinkin #so i decided today would be echo loneliness hours #and that i would make it divergent au bc i can

[volcaberg]

ninjago art i was finally able to finish yay. under the helmet + nindroid companions

#drawing mini pix and tai d together made me soooo happy #francis wancis art #my art #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago fanart #mr e ninjago #mr echo #echo zane #echo julien #ninjago pixal #pixal borg #i had no idea people called her that thats cute #nya ninjago #nya jiang #idk where that one came from but ive seen it #ninjago nya #tai d #mini pix #?? #just inncase ig

[zu-is-here]

suddenly vent art cause what they did to my fav villain in the latest film was, to put it mildly, unfair

[a spoiler screenshot ahead]

me: i miss lord shen from kfp2

dreamworks: we have lord shen in kfp4

lord shen in kfp4:

#zu art #not undertale related #lord shen #kfp 2 #they didn't even color the side feathers of his tail... _(:3」∠)_ #I'm fine with him not saying a single line but #when you see your boy being Officially Disfigured you want to close your eyes like. forever #but you keep them open and wait for a miracle #a miracle doesn’t happen though because they did replace his 3d model #tai lung fans won though :D #the movie itself is good (7/10?) but they hurried and messed up some moments like this one ;w; #kfp 4

[flufallo]

Spotted in the wild again

#why is it so narrow 😭 #the d!ckheads #school bus graveyard #ash is smiling 🥺 #and tay and logan are just like 'look shes smiling' #or not idk #i love finding them in the wild of the d!ckheads universe #especially since sbg is on hiatus #logan feilds #taylor hernandez #ashlyn banner

[prettysweetprettysweet]

Achi getting off on being one man's obsession

"a beautiful parallel between achi from cherry magic and kao from dark blue kiss is that both of those characters have a deep need for their boyfriends to be insane and obsessed with them to the point of being sad at the concept of this insane obsessiveness being absent" - inspired by this post by @katemagic!

[Cherry Magic (Thailand, 2023)]

#achi getting washcloth bathed by karan: well this is a fucking feeling i've never felt before #i hope you won't show up in front of my house every day :( :( :( #you came secretly every day didn't you? :) :) :) #you're so bad!! so untrustworthy! :D :D :D #cherry magic #cherry magic th #cherry magic thailand #yo mismo #my gifs #tay tawan #new thitipoom #taynew #gmmtv #ไทย

[spearxwind]

There's been reports of a gigantic leviathan attacking ships sailing into Void's Embrace. [...] None of the hunters are making it back.

Bonus detail shots:

#windyart #talas #eel talas #challenger deep #painting #im so proud of this holy fuck!!! #boat is heavily referenced bc i could not do a sailboat at that angle #BUT LIKE HELLO!!! I DID THAT. :D AND IM SO PROUD OF IT FR #cinematic!!!! #also this is hands down the best talas ive ever drawn. this is basically what he looks like in my brain im so proud #GOT THOSE EEL SHAPES RIGHT!!!!! #teeth #putting it in my tay jksdfshdkl #I think it's a pretty swag pic if i do say so myself. which i dooooo #anyways hope u enjoy it mwah #edit several days later. hi i took 4 days to upload this bc i could not decide on a caption so i hope this one is good jdkffdhdfj pleace

[renabe4life]

Day 1 - Family/Make you blush

Companion piece to this snippet of words from chapter 2 of Stop-off (which is not yet finished)

#fairgameweek2024 #fair game #qrow branwen #clover ebi #summer rose #rwby #rwby fair game #qrow x clover #renabe #Stop-off #helpppp i had a lil too much fun with this one #i initially wanted to try to put the silhouettes of Tai and the girls in the bg in the water but #alas #i ran out of steam #but i still love this :D #happy fair game week y'all!!!

[seyaryminamoto]

Fic-to-Art #39: Gladiator's ELEVENTH Anniversary! (+ BONUS: Fic-to-Art #36...)

And here we are! March 26th arrived and I did not forget about it, but I paid for my ambitious madness with my wrist and forearm. Somehow, I finished my intended pieces on time, but I do not advise that you ever try to make 9 artworks in 3 days. No, sir. Bad life decisions, that's what that was... but this fic, as anyone knows, moves me to do things I never thought possible, starting with writing the fic itself!

It's really crazy every time it hits me that I've been doing this for as long as I have. It's been a complicated, chaotic journey, with its many ups and downs, but ultimately, it has been our journey. For some people, this is just one more fic in the pile: for me, it's been the best adventure of my life so far. Everyone who has ever been touched by Gladiator, who has ever cherished this story, who's looking forward to the big conclusion, who wants to see how the chaotic war is going to end... you're all part of this crazy adventure along with me, and I can only thank you for joining me.

This year, I had no time to make as big a project as I usually go for. Thus, I did a sort of free-for-all edition of Fic-to-Art over at Patreon and challenged myself to draw as many scenes as I could, out of their suggestions. I even sprinkled in a few scenes I impulsively wanted to draw because I loved writing them or because I look forward to writing them... and this is the result!

In order, the scenes are as follow:

Sokka combing Azula's hair, a common occurrence throughout the story.

Azula watching over a convalescing Sokka in the Chase of Jeong Jeong arc.

The outcome of Sokka's final battle in the Superior Gladiator League, namely a moment where Sokka and Azula more or less gave away their relationship's true nature to the public by raising their hands towards each other...

And now, spoiler territory! Some were by my choice, some by Patreon requests:

An important moment shortly after Sokka and Azula reunite.

Azula confronting her father, with a LOT of backup.

Xin Long's long-awaited freedom.

The aftermath of the final battle.

The full-blown confirmation of their relationship to the general Fire Nation populace.

Sokka, Azula and Hotaru's first night together

And the big final one is ACTUALLY Fic-to-Art #36 but hahaha woops I didn't post it here on time because it was super hard to finish since I had a LOT of things going on... but here it is now! :'D it's a glimpse VERY far into the future of this fic's timeline!

Alright, that should be enough talking and explaining. Some things are vague, some things aren't, but ultimately I really hope you guys will be looking forward to the scenes you haven't seen yet, and to Gladiator's eventual outcome.

So now... with all this being said and done, I'm gonna go take a trip down memory lane and watch my Tenth Anniversary video once more! Feel free to do the same thing if you'd like to commemorate the fic, I think it's a good way to experience Gladiator all over again, hahaha.

Thank you if you read all this, and if you read all THAT: 5 million word landmark, here we come! Thanks for hanging out with me across ELEVEN years of Gladiator!

#sokkla #sokka #azula #gladiator #fic-to-art project #zuko #aang #katara #rui shi #fei li #tai wei #and a rando #yes that guy is a rando he's there to symbolize all the randos in that scene #do not look too deep into it it isn't deep at all hahahahahaha #Xin Long continues to be the bane of my existence I love him I hate drawing him #I don't know if he's good enough but I hope the emotional punch of THAT MOMENT #is enough to make up for any flaws ahahahaha welp #... also yes I'm not even sorry this was my excuse to go wild drawing as much Sokkla as I could #and my patrons were so damn nice to give me so many excuses to do just that! #how could I refuse? :'D #anyway I really hope you guys enjoy #the new pieces are glazed #nightshade killed itself when I asked it to work with them #I got annoyed and left it as it was #the last one did get both things #OKAY! DONE! #I HAVE AN HOUR AND A HALF LEFT OF ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION IN THIS TIMEZONE #Seyary out (?)

[the-ninjago-historian]

You see these three guys? These three? Right here? Zane's brothers that nobody really talks about anymore? (Well, maybe except Echo) Yeah. I got some BIG plans for them. I can't wait to show y'all. - ✒️🐉

(In case you're curious, the little robot is named Tai-D and the biggest one is named Juggernaut.)

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago lego #ink dragon #ninjago echo #echo ninjago #echo julien #echo zane #Tai-D ninjago #Ninjago tai-D #Ninjago Juggernaut #Juggernaut ninjago #Ninjago Remastered

[kristalliankka]

Muistutus, että tässä paskassa tilanteessa ja Orpon päästessä vauhtiin on erityisen hyvä aika liittyä liittoon, jos ei ole sitä vielä tehnyt.

Palvelualat

Sosiaali- ja terveysala, amk

Sosiaali- ja terveysala, ammattiopisto

Akateemiset alat

Ei mikään näistä? Etsi omasi täältä!

#suomipaskaa #vittu #vapaasti voi lisätä liittoja #ajattelin että noi varmaan yleisimmät tumblrissa? #tai sitten oon ihan väärässä idk :D

[shusuikokuto]

this was meant to be an emotional visual parallels post but the last screencap sends me

#kung fu panda #one piece #monkey d. garp #monkey d. luffy #tai lung #shifu #parallels #shu.txt #luffy #luffy one piece #do you see the vision

[vieraslaji]

tän kirjan oudoin osa on se jonka kirjailija, arvostettu lakimies, myöntää ettei tiennyt sanaa "slug" ja piti etsiä sitä. sit se selittää merkitystä lukijille, niinku meitäkin ei tiedetty. anteeks??

#slug = etana ilman kuorta #jos et tiennyt :D #eikö suomessa slugs? miksei teille sana niille? #tai onko se selvä kontekstista #ryy puhuu

[luminousstardust]

first unhinged jester sending chain since tm9…

#i miss her SO bad EVERY DAY #i don’t remember if she had one in the first reunion oneshot but sending was fucked for the second so either way it’s been over a year D: #jester lavorre #laura bailey #critical role #the mighy nein #bells hells #bells hells spoilers #critical role spoilers #cr spoliers #c3e86 #tay liveblogs

[thedeadthree]

-`. LEGS 2024 SPOTIFY WRAPPED.

tis the season besties!! the loveliest lovely @leviiackrman tagged me to share my wrapped for this year!! ty jess !!!!!! <3 (and saw @shellibisshe and @statichvm do this as well!)

TAGGING: @griffin-wood, @ruinbringer, @unholymilf, @grapecaseschoices, @risingsh0t, @chuckhansen, @arduath, @queennymeria, @jillvalentinesday, @shadowglens, @jendoe, @florbelles, @faerune, @bloodofvalyria, @loriane-elmuerto, @gortash, @full---ofstarlight, @jackiesarch, @leondaltons, @aponibolinayen, @bbrocklesnar, @d-vx, @captmactavish, @confidentandgood, @quickhacked, @katsigian, @jacobseed, @celticwoman, @alltoowelltv, @fragilestorm, @nokstella, @dekarios, @mrdekarios, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @themysteriouslou, @villainthirst, @envergothash, @inkrys, @avallachs, @gwynbleidd, @amyreads, @minaharkers, @myrkulyte, @pheedraws, @cptcassian and you!

#only if you want to of course!! <3 #please please take this as your tag if i miss you!!!!! 🥀😭 #leg.tagged #leg.txt #t: about leg #TY JESS DEAR !! this was so cuute to do!!!!!!!! #ethel my bestie my top artist of the year am i shocked? we love to seeee!!!!! 🥀😌✨ #and that means LILIA GIRLIE OF THE YEAR <3 #the fact that a 70% of my playlist this year was songs from my infamous girlies playlists they truly won this year 🌸💕🥹 #ALSOO BESTIES LISTENNN TO NINA RN 🥀😤✨😌 nocturne my beeeeloved it’s SOO GOOD #d*epeche top song from when i was playing the lonesome dlc in f*nv and it fit SOO well for something i was brainstorming writing :) #s*potify said we know leg makes a playlist for every oc they have and they’re so right 🥀😌 #it’s the best thing and one of my go to things for capturing the energy of my babieees 🌸💕🥹 #GOLLY HOLLY I HAVENT DONE A TAG GAME IN A SECOND 🥀😭 i am gonna catch up on things i have missed it’s my end of the year resolution!! #and of coursee THEE tay <3 #ramin my third ​tell me u had a h*otd hyperfixation w/o telling me you had a h*otd hyperfixation 🥀😌✨🥴 <3 #health on my top five second ? third year in a row hehe YAY <3 #d*oja being number five but having only one song is inch resting to me #(i think it was bc it was on olgas playlist for a bit but it isn’t on there anymore i believe?)