Another Unnamed Alien Species 💪

watch out *throws WIPS I will never finish at you*

desc here:

1. concepts for some Minecraft nether foods. I might revisit this idea idk

2. Pig guy. Orc? Piglin? Who knows

3. Seawing I reckon

So yes I am incapable of finishing anything thank you for listening

cheers to the tin man! 🍻

he went in the air fryer

baby

Go follow this account! They’re new to Tumblr, but their work is amazing- they have a truely unique style of artwork and their worldbuilding projects are so interesting!! I can’t wait to see more art from them in the future 😄

The witches. First post here on Tumblr about my worldbuilding project: Encounters In The Frontier.

The witches are the goblin equivalent in my world, but with some peculiarities.

Male witches have a smaller nose, and bigger ears and chin, while female witches can be recognized by their huge nose, this is because only female witches develop the special organ in their nose that they use to make their potions. This organ is similar to the lymphoid organs of humans, but they produce a special kind of antibodies that act more like digestive enzymes. These enzimes can be created on the go when in contact with a new substance and seem to be controled by the witch by some kind of 6th sense. The coating of this cavity can also change depending on its content (acidic, basic etc...). This potion making nose organ gains function after puberty and becomes larger and more powerful the more its used.

Witches live in small groups in wich all of the females are related and males leave after maturity to enter a new group, thus, genetic exchange is secured. This also means that some female-only traditions, such as potion recipes are passed down and kept in these family groups. Their society is matriarchal and the leader is the oldest female with the largest nose.

Their inmune system is very overpowered wich makes them immune to most diseases and parasites but also prone to lethal autoinmune problems. This sadly means that when a plage affects human settlements and cattle but not witches, they are blamed for it.

In their religion, witches believe to be "failed" birds that will reincarnate in a full avian form in heaven. They believe their infants are shamefully unshelled and hide pregnancy and infancy carefully, so much so that most humans and male witches don't know what a baby witch looks like. Witch babies are usually kept in a special hut until all of their baby fur is gone and only then are they introduced to the world. This period of seclusion usually lasts about 4 months and is the equivalent of incubation.

Witch mothers grow thick hair on torso and back after giving birth so that their babys can latch onto it and feed their Young not with milk but with a special kind of nutritious snot.

Witch houses/nests are mainly weaved from dry grass, branches and rope and hanged between canes or tree branches. Some can get really big or be made of stone but its rare.

I headcanon that the reason Bruce never killed the Joker wasn’t strictly due to his moral "no-killing" rule, but because he physically couldn’t. It wasn’t a matter of choice—something, beyond anyone’s understanding, simply wouldn’t let it happen.

After Jason's death, Bruce was consumed with grief and rage, hunting the Joker with unrelenting determination. When he finally found him, he threw a batarang with his characteristic precision—only to watch it inexplicably graze the Joker’s throat. The cut was superficial, no worse than a shaving nick, leaving Bruce stunned and frustrated.

This wasn’t an isolated incident. Later, a vigilante fired two shots at the Joker. Both bullets should have been fatal; eyewitnesses swore one hit him square in the chest, directly in the heart. Yet somehow, one bullet missed entirely, and the other lodged harmlessly in non-vital tissue. The Joker walked away injured but very much alive.

On another occasion, the Joker plummeted from a skyscraper—a fall that should have shattered his body. When his enemies checked the impact site, there was no sign of him. Days later, there he was again, committing crimes as if nothing had happened.

It’s as though the Joker’s superpower is "plot armor," shielding him from death, but not from injury. No one in-universe consciously recognizes this; they attribute his survival to improbable luck, assuming that eventually, his luck will run out. It never does. Every attempt to kill him, whether by Batman, another vigilante, or sheer circumstance, fails in ways that defy logic.

The plot armor isn’t perfect. The Joker still suffers grotesque injuries—gunshot wounds, broken bones, disfigurements—but he always heals just enough to return. This strange phenomenon leaves Bruce trapped in a battle he can never definitively end. It’s a cruel irony: the Joker's survival is less about his cunning or tenacity and more about a mysterious, unbreakable force that keeps him alive, as if some cosmic law demands his presence in Gotham’s story.

TL;DR: Bruce doesn’t kill the Joker not just because of his moral code, but because he literally can’t. Every attempt to kill him fails due to the Joker’s "plot armor." He survives fatal injuries, improbable accidents, and direct attacks, leaving everyone to assume he’s just absurdly lucky. The truth? His "power" ensures he can never die, though it doesn’t save him from terrible injuries.

grogu helmet.

i have spoken.

oc sketch! I’ve had them for four years now but it still has no name. name suggestions are welcome! :)

He is my favourite 🥹

I’ll def be drawing him more in the future

sketchy sketchy ✍️✍️

I genuinely fainted half way through drawing him no I am not joking

blackstar causes spontaneous unconsciousness!! arrest him