Hey Guys Look At This Animatic/animation I Started Over A Year Ago And Promptly Lost The Motivation To

I’m so normal about their friendship I promise

They’re taking a nap between battles :)

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“UNHAND ME! YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!” The Goon wailed, trying to fight back against the constricting conjured anacondrai mini-serpents.

“Good, I was just thinking I’d have to chase them at full speed. Master Chen and his pup should catch up shortly.” Mystaké hummed, making Clouse jump and whip around to see her. He then blinked.

“I didn’t realize you were here.” Her murmured, using his free hand to wipe at the claw marks on his face.

“You were busy bickering with our gooey little lord here. Saw through the window.” She hummed, walking over to the goon, who continued to struggle.

“Ohhh, ohh my poor little warrior…” The Overlord continued to mumble, staying in a puddle as they watched.

Sketchbook Saturday ft. Losing My Mind Trying to Draw TFE Megatron consistently

I have a couple of posts lined up for the next few weeks but then I’ll run out lol

Still drawing this guy. Haha fun shapes

2nd time drawing TFP Starscream! Little bastard man

Dottie! I love her so much. She’s such an interesting character, and Benni Latham is incredibly talented.

And here’s Megatron, who somehow manages to look different every time I draw him. I’m starting to get the hang of him, but sir please

The man himself again! Every time I have art block I start drawing High Tide for some reason

Scoot TF2. I started drawing a bunch of old hyperfixiations, including the annoying Boston boy himself. I tried an in-game version and a comic version. Not sure which I prefer

Speaking of old hyperfixiations, I was obsessed with Marvel for a while. Here’s the Mad Titan himself, in the style that I wanted when Infinity War was coming out.

Until next week!

So what else is going on during the Elemental Fighters AU?

Hi anon! Just wanted to say that my day has been going absolutely horrible and this ask cheered me up, so thanks for that!

Honestly, this AU kind of just started out as a joke, so I don’t have many actual plot points, but I’m more than happy to talk about what I have currently!

Okay so I already mentioned to @prime-pulse that I think it would be really funny if when they’re all dropping out of the plane onto the island to hunt Nya, Chen didn’t add any extra parachutes for Clouse. So when it gets down to the last parachute, the only ones left without on are Clouse, Garmadon, and Lloyd. Naturally, it turns into a free for all. Garmadon is fighting Lloyd to get him to take the parachute, Lloyd is fighting Garmadon to take the parachute, Clouse is fighting both of them for the parachute, etc.

I want to have lots of Garmadad and Garmason angst with them now being pitted against each other and Garmadon dealing with this new chaotic power that encourages him to fight and get involved in conflict when he really doesn’t want to fight anymore, but so far most of the AU is just season 4 except Garmadon and Clouse are duking it out in the background the whole time (well more than usual for that season anyway).

One thing Leaf and I wanted to make a comic about is Clouse (unknowingly) being the buffer between Garmadon and Lloyd being pitted against each other because every time Chen turns his back, Clouse is rearranging the fights so that he and Garmadon are opponents. Chen probably noticed after like the 10th time and is just like…. Well I wanted drama and to create strain in the father-son relationship, but this is so much better

Hmmmm another thing I want to be apart of it is maybe some Clouse angst? Like towards the season finale (this is @prime-pulse’s idea btw) Chen kind of lumps Clouse in with the other elemental masters and betrays him (cue Garmadon dragging Clouse kicking and screaming into a redemption arc and by redemption arc I mean becoming the weird uncle who only appears during family reunions and reads in the corner the whole time)

I would also want to explore Clouse vs. Garmadon fighting styles. Garmadon practices the art of the silent fist, but Clouse is freakishly fast and strong, not to mention his dark magic. Add in the fact that Garmadon’s powers feed on conflict and hatred and he could potentially exhaust himself quicker while refusing to fight because of that, etc, etc.

Honestly at this point I’m just throwing everything at the wall and I don’t really have a plot. I would absolutely love to finesse the story and possibly make an Elemental Fighters AU ask blog, but right now motivation has been in low supply and I got kneecapped by a new fandom, so I hesitate to do that in fear of creating an ask blog, posting 1 or 2 things and then just vanishing. But feel free to send in asks because I still have a lot of Thoughts about this AU and I would love to share!

(Oh and I should add that when Leaf and I first thought of this it was seriously just Garmadon and Clouse throwing hands every ten seconds, but then @keliharuza opened my eyes to the Garmafam angst! Thank you, it’s really helped the AU grow)

Some light Heatwave and Kade angst. I absolutely adored their dynamic! Complete jerks to each other until one of them gets hurt.

HELLO???? YOUR ART IS GORGEOUS

for the love of all that is holy if frost doesn't see this I will cry. Master of Destruction on Ao3 go read it NOW I have beEN HOOOKED and check daily for updates it's so good I had to whip out the good ol' noggins to make some art. I drew this with Frost's Garmadon headcanons thank goodness she had reference drawings

@frost-the-ice-dragon as a humble reader i now present to you some lines and colors...please do enjoy

Sketchbook Saturday

It’s mostly Ratchet tbh.

But first, Hawkmoth, aka the second terrible French father that’s been in a fandom I’ve been a part of. He’s fun, as you can clearly see.

A pair of Ratchets.

A holoform design for Ratchet, heavily based on /lauren-bennett’s design of Ratchet’s holoform version. Someone please teach me how to draw braids

I want to know what happened to Megs’ scars after the Dweller episode. Did they just… heal? It seemed significant, and I’m hoping they circle back to it!

And finally, more Ratchet and Megatron. The bucket head is fun to struggle with :)

That’s all the art I have for now. Thanks for reading through!

Sketches from Hiatus Mega Post

So I lied in the title, these are from my whole sketchbook not just from hiatus, so some of the sketches will be kinda old

This is one of the very first Oni Warlords related things I drew, and it was practice for the Oni masks making different expressions

This one is from the first time it was mentioned that the SLG Overlord WILL bite/eat Clouse’s spellbook. Why? Nobody knows (yet)

SLG AU: @ask-sensei-lord-garmadon

This was also from the SLG AU, where it was mentioned the Overlord is banned from Mystaké’s tea shop for enchanting tea pots

I do not remember the point of this page lmao

So apparently it’s just me drawing the Overlord a lot… again

This page contains 1 Overlord smoothie, 1 Overlord sandwich (a joke about the You Left Me At Subway post), and another sketch from the Communist Garmadon thing that happened that one time

These two were also Oni masks practices (or maybe trying to figure out what Ha’eed and Venge would look like wearing their masks? I don’t remember)

This is my favorite drawing of Venge (that I’ve made)

I refuse to give context for this

Just practicing drawing some of my favorite Garms (don’t worry, just because s1-s5 Garm(s) aren’t here doesn’t mean I don’t love them (/p))

Also this one is old(er), there is a more recent version coming up… IN THE NEXT PART because I hit the image limit… whoops

Haha I finally finished that screenshot redraw after like 3 or more months

Original Screenshot below:

...I’ve just had a bit of an idea running around my head ever since we found out about Clouse’s sleeping issues

If one of the kiddos got up due to a nightmare or sleeping issues and Clouse found them since he was still up would he talk to them at all

Like have a bit of a heart to heart

(I just want Uncle Clouse okay TmT)

Oh my god absolutely yes. I need to write a drabble  about this when skylor was younger it’s 2 am and this is going to be unedited so please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors I’m so filled with love for this idea.

The ticking of the clock was something Clouse had grown accustomed to in the otherwise still silence of the night. The creaking of the walls as the monastery shifted, wind whispering just outside the window, the nearly silent beating of bats’ wings in the nearby trees.

Clouse stood in one of the halls with a warm cup of tea in his hands, keeping his otherwise frigidly cold hands warm. He was staring out the window, occasionally glancing down both sides of the hallway when taking sips from his cup. The tea was poorly seeped, having sat in the overheated water for longer than intended, but it was enough to keep himself grounded after yet another two hours of relatively restless sleep.

He stayed in silence for what felt like eternity, boredom encompassing him despite his best efforts to think of things that were even remotely interesting. He thought about returning to the kitchen, or what Master Chen called a kitchen— being more a shottily built brick oven, questionably plumbed sink, cabinets and a pantry— and cleaning up the mess from Garmadon’s attempt at making dinner. After deciding that was better than standing around and not being productive, Clouse pushed himself off the wall and began to quietly walk the halls toward the kitchen.

While walking, Clouse heard something that was not of the usual nightly ambiance. He heard... Whimpering, what maybe even pass as quiet sobs, coming from his Master’s daughter’s room. He halted just after passing the door, slowly turning his head and pausing for a moment to register the sound.  He had to admit, it pulled at his heart, if only the smallest amount. He stood still for another moment before hearing another series of sniffling from the room, shaking his head and quietly stepping toward the door, knocking as quietly as he could in hopes Skylor may hear.

There was a pause, before a quiet voice spoke up from within, “... Fafa?” The name usually reserved for Chen, who had insisted his young daughter call him ‘father’, and of course, at the time of Skylor just beginning to speak, she could not pronounce that many syllables.

“... No. Clouse.” He answered after a moment, clenching his jaw for a moment when silence crept back up on him. Maybe he should have woken Master Chen to deal with this, maybe she didn’t want someone who wasn’t even her family to come to her aid, maybe—

The door creaked open, making Clouse take a step back and look down toward the young girl. She held a strong face, but it was obvious she had been crying. Her room was a mess, obvious her power had gotten out of hand on account of the only element she had absorbed being Garmadon’s. Her blanket was in tatters, many of her hand sewn dolls halfway turned to ash, and her lamp broken on the ground. Clouse looked visibly panicked for a moment after seeing the sharp glass all over her floor, but quickly attempted to regain his composure. He swallowed and moved to put his cup down on the dresser just inside Skylor’s room, then kneeling down to get eye-level with her.

“What happened here?” He managed to ask after a moment, Skylor curling in on herself ever so slightly as if she were in trouble. Clouse paused before shaking his head, cautiously moving to put a hand on her shoulder. “You aren’t in trouble,” He carefully chose his words, “I just... Want to know what happened. I won’t tell your father if you don’t want me to.”

Skylor seemed to think for a moment, clenching and unclenching her tiny fists as she looked toward the floor. After a beat, she began to speak, almost like she was admitting to something she’d done wrong. “I had... A dream. That these mean... Monsters, in all black with these... These big white eyes, tried to hurt Fafa— and, and Lloyd, and— Uncle Gar, Aunt Ako, and— And you, and— I couldn’t stop them, I couldn’t—” She began to work herself up again, her face becoming flushed with fear and anger, tears brimming in her eyes, “I couldn’t do anything about it! I was—I couldn’t,” She sobbed, immediately reaching forward in an attempt to hug Clouse for comfort— Something he allowed, but was taken aback by.

It took him a moment to reciprocate the hug, looking dazed as if he was having trouble processing this information. He stayed silent for a moment as he pat the girl’s back, like he had seen Garmadon or Misako do with Lloyd whenever the toddler got upset about something. “... Well, those ‘mean monsters’, you called them,” Clouse said after a moment, tentatively picking up Skylor in his arms as he stood, “They can’t hurt you, or us. Your father would never let that happen. Your... Uncle, Garmadon, would see them turned to ash where they stood!” Clouse said matter-of-factly, then grimacing a bit to himself as he saw Skylor shrink back into herself again.

“But— But... That doesn’t mean it isn’t okay to be fearful about it happening. Nothing will ever come to harm us, nor you. You know that little slime ball you’ve acquainted yourself with would never let that happen.” Clouse offered a nod and the most reassuring look he could, Skylor sniffing and rubbing her nose on her sleeve as she nodded in understanding, despite his name-calling of The Overlord. “... Promise? You won’t let any monsters take you all away?” She looked up at him with questioning eyes, Clouse looking back at her before he tried to offer a reassuring smile. “I promise. Now, let’s try and get this room cleaned up before your father wakes up. Do you want to play ‘magic’?” Clouse hummed, resituating Skylor in his arms. Her eyes widened before she grinned and nodded, Clouse raising his free hand as a dark purple aura began to form within his palm. The broken lamp slowly began to piece itself back together on her bedside table, the pieces dancing in a line as they did so. They twirled and flipped back into place, Skylor giggling and singing an incomprehensible tune to herself quietly, Clouse tapping his foot along to the strange and random beat best he could.

Soon, the room was relatively back to normal— the ash being cleaned and Skylor being supplied with a new blanket. Clouse sat next to her bed as Skylor got resituated under the sheets, then giving him a bright smile as she got comfortable again— him giving her a small and polite smile back.

After tucking her in properly and turning out the candles, Clouse began to leave the room, stopped briefly by Skylor’s goodbye;

“Goodnight, Uncle Clouse!” She whisper-yelled to him, nearly stopping him in his tracks completely.

After a pause, Clouse replied, “Goodnight, Skylor.”

He shut the door behind him with a smile on his face.