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the-ninjago-historian · 6 months

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Ninjago Remastered Designs!

THEY'RE DONE! After months of work!!! They are DOOOOOOOOOOONE. WOOOOOOOOOOO! Lol! Welp, these are my Ninjago designs! Basically, this is my take on the Ninja if they were in a 2d animated cartoon! And yes! I will be drawing more characters. Tumblr butchered the quality, so close ups and design notes are below the cut. They're pretty detailed, so I highly recommend checking them out. Feel free to ask questions about the designs! ⬇️⬇️⬇️ - ✒️🐉

When designing these outfits, I tried to take inspiration from the ones in the show. And in terms of art style, drew inspiration from early 2000s cartoons, (Action Adventure ones specifically,) Anime inspired shows, and even a hint of traditional Disney animation. And while I designed them with a 2d cartoon in mind, most of the designs would most likely have to be simplified for them to be used in animation. So let's get started!

Kai: Kai was a pretty fun to work with. I actually didn't plan on giving him a sleeveless outfit. But it happened! And I like it! If you'll notice, the flame pattern on his vest mirrors the pattern on his sister Nya's outfit. I thought that would be a cool detail to include. It was inspired by their March of The Oni outfits. I also made sure to include his scar and bandaid. And gave him reddish brown eyes to signify his elemental power. Him and sister I imagine being Brazilian/Taiwanese. So I hope I captured their ethnicity properly. I'm pretty happy with this design. Especially his hair, which was hard to replicate.

Jay: Jay was a hard one for sure. I wasn't too sure how to vamp up his outfit. So I started by giving him some lightning patterns on his Gi. (At least I think that's what it's called?) And I decided to make it look a little baggy and soft. It just seemed to suit him. I tried something a little more form fitting and didn't look right. Also! A fun detail I included was his half the Yin Yang pendent around his neck! And of course Nya has her half. I imagine him having Irish ancestry, so I gave him pale, freckled skin. And gorgeous curly red hair. (As a fellow red head, I'm very proud.) Overall, I think he turned out pretty adorable. And his face is spot on.

Nya: Nya I pretty much got right on the first try! I just had a really clear vision of her in my head. I gave her a grey outfit with bright, vibrant blue details. The pattern on her Gi is inspired by Koi Scales. And she has her half of the Yin Yang pendent around her neck. I really like this one, because while it is simple, it's beautiful. And I think it reflects her element nicely. The only thing I missed was to give her a symbol like the rest. But overall, I love it! One more thing is that I wanted to give her and Pixal different hair. So when I finally release my Pixal design, you'll see that while they both have ponytails, I gave them different cut and styled ones. Should be neat!

Zane: Zane was the first one of the Ninjas I redesigned! I love how he turned out. I tried to give him a splintered ice effect on his outfit inspired by his Core minifigure and gave him his faithful falcon companion. Falcon has his old greyish purple feathers, but blue icy eyes to match his owner. I also wanted to give Zane flowing sleeves, that would look very majestic waving about in a blizzard wind. He is also incredibly tall. Taller than Cole even! I was inspired by the giant humanoid robots I'd seen in movies. In his cloaking disguise, I imagine him looking German. With blond hair, blue eyes, and light skin. I also like to think Dr Julian was German. (Was this influenced by my German ancestry? Who knows?)

Cole: You would not believe how many times I had to redraw this man's face. Haha! I just could find that sweet spot! That face that perfectly encapsulated his strong, but gentle personality. But I think I did it! His outfit is based on his Oni Trilogy Gi, with orange detailing. And he has his Island ponytail and bandana. I absolutely loved that hair style on him. So I had to use it! And if you'll notice, he has a beautiful tattoo on his right arm, with his symbol in the center. I imagine him being half Maori, from his mother's side. And the tattoo was inspired by Maori tattoos I saw pictures of. I'm not too sure how accurate those images were. But hopefully I hit the mark.

Lloyd: Finally! Our green Ninja Lloyd! His outfit was inspired by two things. Dragons, and his outfit from the Secrets of Forbidden Spinjitsu seasons. I gave him a beautiful golden dragon and cloud pattern on his clothes, a leather arm guard, and shoulder pads. If you look closer, you'll also see he has cat-like dragon eyes which pays homage to his dragon and Oni heritage. I like to think that depending on his emotions, his eyes will go from slits, to big and wide. So they are good indicators for his mood. I also imagine him being Japanese. But his powers give him his classic blond hair and green eyes. I'm very happy with this design. His hair, eyes, and face all look exactly how I see him in my head.

Well, that's all. I hope you enjoyed these designs and notes! I assure you, you will see more of the them.

Bye! - ✒️🐉

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spookybias · 2 years

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snowkissed at the irusu inn ｡ kim seungmin

pairing: kim seungmin x gender neutral! reader. genre: fluff, humor, mystery. strangers to lovers. warning: none. word count: 2.2k. for: @districtninewriters' winter falls fic exchange event. note: click the gif. it looks nice, i promise. tumblr just butchers the quality. also, this was originally supposed to be a oneshot, but i accidentally turned it into a mini-series.

synopsis: spending the start of the new year with your family was your only aim, but a blizzard extends your stay at an all-too inviting hotel housing eerie commotion, camoflauged culprits, and a charming guest who makes your heart melt.

dedication: @soulssung. sorry for being so many days late (^_^;) tumblr's tags were being dumb and then i ended up rewriting this and... the rewrite led me to a who dunnit series ;_; but i know you don't like horror so don't worry, this is more mysterious than scary. thank you for being patient with me, rina. mc is inspired by your kind, silly, and refreshing personality <3 i hope you enjoy reading this and i hope we can interact more.

IRUSU INN SMELLED LIKE LEFT OVER FRUIT CAKE. That was the first thing you took note of. In fact, the rollicking quarters had a presence that screamed left over merriment, with its flickering Christmas lights still dangling on the windowsill and unstable ornaments falling off of the evergreen that was slowly tipping downward.

You blew onto your hands, but your breath was as cold as the outside world. It was your first time in the small town that the inn resided in, and it was also your first time trudging through a blizzard.

The vigorous frost had been expected, but you had never actually experienced a winter filled with such furious flurry, or any flurry at all. You had grown up in a place where winter was often accompanied by either dull mizzles or fierce rainstorms.

You stomped the stray snowflakes off of your boots on the cardboard left on the floor by the inn's employees and looked down. At least your shins were sunny and snug, shielded by the crocodile-colored leg warmers your friend, Haram, had gifted you for Christmas.

"Christmas," you sighed the holiday's title like it was the name of a long-lost lover. You couldn't believe that it, along with the entirety of the holiday season, had already come to a close. You sniffed, rather roughly, trying to take in what you could of the inn's delicious scent of dried fruit and nuts.

The two gentlemen in front of you on the line to the front desk turned around. They didn't give you a weird look, no. They eyed you suspiciously, as if your impassioned inhale was a threat.

You weren't fazed. You stared at the one on the left. He was dressed in a trench coat, its color reminding you of soup brought to a potluck that no one wanted to touch―gamboge. Then you looked at the one on the right. He wore an identical trench coat, but in a shade of green similar to a pickle. Both wore black fedora hats.

You concluded that they were private investigators, and your intense smelling could have gathered too much attention and blown their cover. Even if it was a far-fetched idea, you knew it'd make for one epic tale that Haram would enjoy.

You smiled to yourself, deeming the two of them detectives.

Except the two detectives were giving you some serious stink-eye. Gamboge Guy looked down at your leg warmers. You wouldn't let it be known to a couple of strangers, but now you were feeling totally self-conscious about the bell crickets printed on your green garments.

"You're going to stay with your family for the start of the New Year?" Haram had practically squealed at the news. She loved a good adventure, even if she would have to live it through someone else. "That means you have to get through that small, cold town after the bus ride." Haram held the knitted piece of clothing to her chest, dreamily. "My gift will be so handy."

If Haram could see the way Gamboge Guy was looking at her present, she'd probably drop kick him and his friend on the right.

Eventually, the two men faced forward again. The line moved painstakingly slow, and you wished the days leading up to Christmas had moved to the beat of a similar tempo. By the time it was your turn at the front desk, you were buried underneath the memory of collapsing gingerbread houses.

There was a sudden dip in your lapel coat. Not exactly a poke in the back since the turtleneck and tank top you wore underneath your coat and the large backpack on your shoulders didn't let you feel a single touch on your skin.

"Hey," the poker said from behind. You weren't aware that someone had been standing behind you the entire time. "The desk is empty. It's your turn."

The look over your shoulder was brief. His cheeks were tinted pink, probably from the weather. The black knit beanie on his head was too low, and the scarce pieces of hair sticking out were as dun as dark chocolate. His eyes, were woodsy, and elevated by a small, friendly smile.

This moment. It was the sound of Saturday morning cartoons on in the living room as silver spoons clinked against bowls of cereal. It was the sight of milk swirling in a cup of hot coffee on a Tuesday evening in September. It was the touch of the tide of a raging ocean. It was simple. It was natural. It was nonchalant. It was so, so satisfying.

You wanted to pour those three seconds into a cocktail glass and sip them slowly.

You blinked thrice. "My bad," you managed after coming to your senses. "Thank you for letting me know."

You turned around and marched towards the front desk. Your ears were warm. Your knees were tingling. Had Tinkerbell built a fortress within the collateral alignments of your kneecaps?

You fought the urge to look over your shoulder once more at the handsome stranger, and instead feigned interest in the receptionist's name tag. Joy.

"Actually, my name's Jennie," the receptionist informed you with a swing of her ponytail, and you realized you had been staring at the tag longer than intended. "I'm just borrowing my friend's uniform while mine's at the cleaners. Hi."

You couldn't help but chuckle at the late greeting. "Hi. I'm ____ ____. I'd like a room. But a small one. It's just me."

Jennie rose one brow. "I can already tell you are quite the oversharer." Her tone was affable. "I like being nosy, so feel free to overshare while I get everything settled for you."

You bounced as you spoke, eager to speak to someone so inviting. "Well, I'm only going to be here for- well, just until the snowstorm passes."

You stopped to see Jennie's reaction, and when she nodded with a look of interest, you continued.

"I'm staying with my family for the first few weeks of the year. Not to brag or anything, but I'm sort of the family's good luck charm," you rolled your eyes in a cocky, but playful manner. That's what relatives had told you countless of times. Even though it was a lighthearted statement between the extended family, you liked to believe it. "Once the snow stops I have to catch a bus to the next town. And I'm kind of anxious about this whole thing, but at the same time, I'm really excited. I mean, it's frickin snowing! That doesn't happen where I'm from."

"Well, hopefully you work as a good luck charm for the inn," Jennie told you with a wink and held a key out to you. "Room 302. Our heat isn't working, so you might freeze for awhile. Probably until tomorrow morning."

You groaned. It was bad enough that your head and hands hadn't been protected from the harsh winter, but now you'd have to deal with it for some time longer.

Jennie gave you a look of comfort. "Don't look so glum. It'll only be until tomorrow, and then your next few days here will be nice and toasty."

"Wait," you stopped her before she could say any more. "Next few days? I'm only staying until the storm stops, so like, today and tomorrow."

"You really aren't from around here, huh? I thought you at least had some knowledge about the town." Jennie gave you a nervous grin and shrugged her shoulders. "When the weatherman says the blizzard will only be a couple of days, what he means is four or five days. Winter hates us."

You groaned again and stomped your foot the way a six-year-old would after being told that couldn't have a third cupcake. You immediately cut your antics short when you remembered that a cute guy who had made you feel like you were floating with just his stare was standing behind you.

"I guess I'll just call my parents and tell them to wish me luck," you stated. "When should I pay you?"

"After your stay is over," Jennie responded. "Come see me whenever the desk is empty and you're bored."

"Oh?" You weren't disappointed, just a little shocked. Jennie seemed approachable, but you didn't expect her to become interested in your presence.

"Don't 'Oh?' me," Jennie retorted with a good-natured glare. "I'm a listener and you're clearly a talker. I think we'd make good acquaintances."

Acquaintances, right. A long distanced friendship would be hard since you didn't plan on ever visiting this town again. If the snow stopped for the rest of the month, you'd have no reason to check in again after your time with your family.

Still, an acquaintance was better than nothing, and you didn't want to spend your time here alone. You nodded and grinned. "Will do."

You noticed the good-looking guy step closer to the front desk, eager to get his registration out of the way. He looked between you and Jennie, curiosity in his expression. Suddenly feeling nervous, you gave him and Jennie a thin-lipped smile and dashed towards the elevator.

It was a cursory journey to your room. Irusu Inn wasn't actually an inn. More so a tiny hotel composed of six floors wirh low ceilings, which resulted in limited flights of stairs, and cramped hallways with four rooms on each level. The floorboards creaked from the first step of the stairwell all the way to the shaggy brown mat outside of room 302.

The walls were painted blonde and the doorframes were painted gray. There was only one window at the very end of the corridor, nude of curtains and blinds.

You shoved the white key Jennie had given you into the lock and turned it left. But it didn't move.

You frowned. Maybe you were turning it the wrong way? Though, that wouldn't make sense with the placement of the doorknob. It was on the right side, which meant that the key needed to be turned to the left to unlock the door. You gave it a try anyway, only to be met with disappointment. Next you tried turning it to the left again.

Were you not putting enough pressure? You had unlocked doors hundreds of times. Unless the inn had some sort of magical opening that only the most elite guests knew about, it should have unlocked by now.

You put the key in once again, twisting and turning it the way one would drive around in Mario Kart. There was some rustling on the other side of the door, and you froze. Did the doorknob pop off because of your aggressive actions? You tried to pull the key out but it held on to the mechanisms of the lock for dear life. You put your left foot on the door, steadying yourself, and tugged, growling just a bit.

"Do you need help?" A voice from beside you asked. Your ears burned like the sun at the sight of the handsome stranger from the lobby.

You tried not to get lost in his eyes. "Yes. Please help. I'm freezing and this door won't open."

The dark-haired guy held his hand out, and you placed the key in his palm, your fingers brushing against the softness of his skin.

"I'm Seungmin," he introduced himself. "I saw you downstairs." Then he shook his head, looking a little shy. "That obvious. I shouldn't have said that."

You laughed. "I'm ____. Is it your first time... here?"

"Yeah. I'm just passing through, but-" Seungmin rolled his eyes. "You know how snow can be."

You shook your head. "No, I don't. It's my first time being in snow. And I forgot to wear a hat and gloves like an idiot." You gave Seungmin jazz hands and smiled. "I'm just passing through too. It doesn't snow where I'm from."

"That's so lame," Seungmin stated teasingly. "Where is that exactly? Gotta know so that I never visit such a dull place." He put your ear in to the lock and twisted to the left.

"I'm from-" your words stopped at the sight of Seungmin unlocking room 302 with ease. "How- But- I turned it that way and it didn't open!"

Seungmin chuckled. "The Inn's pretty old and it doesn't get as many customers as it used to unless it's around the holiday season. So this room probably hasn't been used in awhile and the lock tightened up or something." He laughed a little as he said, "Your manhandling probably loosened the lock."

"I always knew my manhandling skills would save my life at some point," you replied with a smug smirk. And then two of your burst out laughing.

"I'm in room 301," Seungmin shared. "If you ever struggle to unlock your door again, look for me. I'd be happy to help a new friend."

You beamed. "Okay. And if you ever need to rustle someone up, look for me."

The two of you shared another laugh before moving towards your individual rooms.

"See ya later," you called out as you slowly backed into your room.

"See you around," said Seungmin, as he moved in at the same pace.

As soon as you were fully inside, you shut the door and laid against it, sighing dreamily.

"Seungmin is so cute."

thanks for reading! if anyone wants to be tagged in the next part, let me know via ask :)

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