#// GREMLINS GREMLINS GREML

[gremlingirlsmell]

my new grem

made some expressions + side profile :3

[noisester]

@wariodemambo:

❝ SUCH THRRRRILLING DESIGNS! ❞ Hope you weren't planning on using Noisey #1,273, The Odor. Because Orbulon is shaking it around in his freaky little hands and pressing his glasses against its face. He then moves to the nearest camera ... and tries to crawl inside it? ❝ NEVER HAS ORBULON SEEN SUCH ... ❞ Hang on, he's thinking of the word ... ❝ ART! WHO HAS PUT THE CHASE ONTO MISTER CRYGOR DOCTOR? ❞

"Aaiiie."

Don't worry about Noisey #1,273, it's just a little woozy from the breakneck shaking it was wrought upon, is all! Not a single thought in its CPU despite its whiskers-moustache thingamajigs briefly twitching in response. Seriously, how the hell do you explain these things to someone who's out of the loop--tiny robots based on Forknights that had the face of a horrid grem--

--Ahh, speaking of gremlins, here's the 'genius' behind those Italian-suffering devices appearing out of thin air despite being elsewhere a second ago. He doesn't look pissed though, which is a miracle, considering intruders often get on his nerves, ironically.

"OMG ORBULON WARIOWARE can you kill Wario on my behalf it'll be epic, woag--" H uh.

[trash-gremlin]

a little test? for coyote because i cant get her out of my head

[stxrryclusterthinks]

@a-radio-d3mon caught you in 4k

[quieticmoss]

Looks at you try to open a package with your teeth

You're a cutie pa-tootie

[halarealmadridd]

she’s an icon

pairing. jude bellingham x model!reader genre. smau + written warnings. none request. hey can you pls write something about jude with a model reader. She’s super successful and ‘brought supermodels back’. shes over all just so amazing and confident. and jude is like- OBSESSED with her. he loves her so much, she loves him too but, he is soooooo in love and adores reader. thank you lovely ❤️❤️❤️🎀 face claim. bella hadid author’s note. i’m sorry for being inactive ☹️ hope you enjoy this 🤍🤍

itsjustyn

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itsjustyn should i change to a country singer

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gigihadid yes?? except you wouldn’t be successful cause you can’t sing

↪️ itsjustyn the shade????

judebellingham SHE IS MY FUTURE WIFE GUYS I WON IN LIFE

↪️ itsjustyn i won in life by dating a gremlin

↪️ judebellingham are you cheating cause i’m not a gremling

↪️ itsjustyn you very much are one xx

jennaortega off topic but where is your top from

↪️ itsjustyn honestly i forgot

↪️ jennaortega happens 🤷‍♀️

user1 she brought modeling back, change my mind.

↪️ user2 she didn’t lmao 😂😂

↪️ user3 jealous of her much??

user4 can you sign my hand so i can get it tattooed and flex on my friends

↪️ itsjustyn the problem is idk where you are

↪️ user5 NO WAY SHE REPLIED

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itsjustyn

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itsjustyn thank you for this opportunity @ charlottetilbury 🩷🩷

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charlottetilbury it was a pleasure to work with you 🤍

↪️ itsjustyn 🫶

judebellingham i love you so much it’s cray-cray

↪️ itsjustyn i love you too

↪️ judebellingham seriously, just i love you too ☹️??

↪️ itsjustyn okay i’m sorry i love you till my death you are my ride or die you are my everything if you have 0 fans i am dead

↪️ judebellingham better

judebellingham you are perfection, still can’t believe i’m dating you liked by creator

↪️ user1 down bad much?😂

user2 she is so pretty what the hell

adrianalima mas que beleza 😍 (what a beauty)

↪️ itsjustyn 🩷🩷🩷

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“babe, did i ever tell you how much i love you and how beautiful you are?” jude interrupted the comforting silence, looking at you, slightly tilting his head.

“yes, many times” you chuckled, burying your head deeper into the warmth of your boyfriends chest.

you loved nights like this, where you would find comfort in each other and slowly fall asleep in the dim light from the fake candle on the bedside table, laying in bed, laughing like fools.

jude would remind you for your success on multiple times of the day. you could almost say that you were suffering from success. was it annoying sometimes? yes. but is it heartwarming to see that your lover cares a lot about you and keeps up with your recent collaborations? also yes.

you shared one last kiss and then you both dozed off, tangled in each other.

[bluerosefox]

Can I just say, the idea of Tim being a feral thing that sneaks into GW place to steal books and GW hitting him a broom is now stuck in my mind and need more hijinks of Tim bring a human menace (like his time during Robin) until he is finally caught by one of the Ghosts and brought to Danny while hissing "TAKE HIM"

And Tim starts the second greatest prison riot in Walkers prison.

'Note to self' Tim thought as he stared up at the different shades of greens and black shifting sky above him as he ignored the aching his body was in from the rough landing he had to take 'Make sure to give Bart and Kon the slowest and mind-numbing missions for like a week once I get back.'

Tim often forgot his parents used to be accomplished archeologists before they died. (He really didnt, he just really didn't like acknowledging the fact they'd rather dig up buried things from ages ago over being in the same country as him for most of his life)

It wasn't until, as he and his old team ("Yeah! Young Just US together again. Time for a new insane adventure! Hey remember that one time with-" "Shh!!" "Ooohhh right... Forgot. What happens in YJ stays in YJ...") were assigned a new mission that he was reminded of this fact.

The mission was to locate a forgotten relic that apparently could open 'doorways' into different Realms, and one of them was a Realm of powerful undead that if controlled would be unstoppable. They were meant to find it before "insert 'creative name' cult of the week here please" Who planned on subjecting the world to its power.

Now knowing about the relic and finding it was two wholly different things. Tim and the others managed to uncover just enough about the artifact that Tim had manged to narrow down the last city it had been last recorded to be seen in.

And the city's old name was something that Tim thought sounded familiar.

It wasn't until they were digging into the countries archeologist permission records, meaning the people who were given the okay to dig in the historical site, that he found out why it sounded familiar, his parents names were some of the last to have been granted permission before their deaths, and it was then Bart had jokelying said

"Hey what are are the odds Robs parents stored the relic away ages ago! Would be a tiny bit funny if this all powerful item is just collecting dust in some warehouse."

And although it was meant to be a joke. Tim stared at the description of the relic and couldn't help but question perhaps there was some merit to it. Tim, for the first time in years, opened up his parents archeologist records and went to looking.

And low and behold they found out. Still sitting in a warehouse outside of Gotham, as if his parents were going to trust Gotham with important and priceless relics unless it was in their house to study later.

So in short, retrieving the relic should had been easy enough, get in and remove it from storage. Lock it away so the cult looking for the damn thing couldn't use it. Simple.

But trust Bart goofing around with Kon and accidently bumping into Tim when he was inspecting the relic and turning it on.

It apparently opened a glowing green portal... a portal that opened under Tim and dropped him into an entirely new dimension of the Undead... Great, just great.

"Ooo a visitor, we don't get breathing guests here all too often." A voice spoke out behind him, it held an echoing in its tone. He turned around and was meet with glowing eyes and snow white hair. "Although you should probably find a way home or else Walker will find you, knowing him he'll toss you in prison for just breathing, and I'm not joking."

[monstersdownthepath]

A collection of Fey entities

A little different from my usual "a collection of..." posts. Making statblocks isn't my forte, surprisingly; I can, but ADHD Hellbrain kicks in and typically prevents me from actually finishing them, my energy and motivation running out typically by the time I need to select feats. A few of the creatures on this list are victims of that very phenomenon, but rather than letting them languish in my drafts forever, I figure I can share what I DO have in the form of lore and some basic ideas.

So, here's a bunch of fairies!

One of them I was going to write down, the Harvest Lords, are a concept I've developed too much for me to put here; they're a group of Archfey with proper domains and Boons, and thus will get their own post. Eventually.

Warnings: There are unsanitary themes in the Brughyorb Gremlin spot, as well as Totagoda. The final entry (Rotten Crick) deals with themes of animal death and allusions to animal torture, dealing specifically with sea life.

Brughyorb Gremlins (CR 1/2 Chaotic Evil Small Fey) are small, round, filthy creatures that are almost all mouth and stomach, resembling fleshy cauldrons when they fully open their mouths and scamper about on their arms and legs, and are thus also known as Cauldron Gremlins, Burplings, and Bowlbellies. Their grinding teeth and powerful jaws are best suited for plant matter (wood is a delicacy to them), but they won't hesitate to feed on whatever carrion they manage to find, even though the majority of what they eat isn't actually digested.

Brughyorb Gremlins hold most of what they shovel into their maws in the first of their two stomachs, where their pungent gut juices fester and melt their food into noxious sludge so malodorous it's actually acidic. Slow and unbalanced even when they're empty, they lay in waiting for an innocent passerby to cross whatever hiding spot they've holed up in before leaping out with a wet shriek, and when their victim inhales in order to scream in surprise, the gremlins unleash a horrific belch directly into the victim's face. Overwhelming nausea is the most common result of such a sensory assault (though especially unlucky ones may catch the fatal Filth Fever), victims disoriented not only by the scare, but their entire world becoming overtaken by an indescribably vile stink, preventing them from fighting back as the gremlin takes whatever it wants from them and scampers off into the shadows, cackling with terrible glee.

Though they're larger than most gremlins, Brughyorb Gremlins are just as cowardly and prone to fleeing whenever someone even moderately well-armed comes along. If a foe proves especially dangerous and their burps aren't cutting it, they'll loose the contents of their stomachs to form slick, acidic pools that carry an eye-watering reek with them to trip up and potentially even kill their pursuers, either immediately through acid damage or eventually through disease. Being directly disgorged upon is an experience so profoundly unpleasant that most beings subjected to it immediately switch careers into something that will prevent this incident from ever happening again... though the fact a Brughyorb's stench is nearly impossible to scrub away and lingers for many weeks means the horrible little beasts can easily track the scent of their past victims in order to get them again.

Despite their foulness, their gut juice is an alchemical reagent highly prized by alchemists for its ability to break down and, with a bit of tinkering, ferment just about any organic matter, making them highly desirable for anyone hoping to create not just powerful acids, but potent fertilizers, fermented foods, or alcohol. Alchemists desiring the gremlin's gut juice, of course, rarely risk seeking it out themselves.

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Tintink Gremlins (CR 1 Chaotic Evil Tiny Fey) are also known as Nail Gremlins, Sharpener Pixies, Hammerlings, Nailbiters, Sharpies, and other such names. While most fey fear the touch of iron, Tintink Gremlins collect the substance in earnest despite being just as vulnerable to it as any other fey. Contact with cold iron burns and pains them, but rather than shrinking away from it, they revel in it, with many of them boldly wearing sharpened points of cold iron for the specific purpose of terrorizing and bullying other fairies, as well as protecting themselves from being bullied or terrorized by others.

Tintinks are obsessed with the collection and the sharpening of metal pins, tacks, screws, caltrops, and especially nails, pilfering such items from workshops, lumberyards, factories, and even homes. Loose items are of course the easiest for them to get, their tiny backpacks and leather aprons full to bursting with stacks of nails they sweep off workbenches, but they're also prone to using hammers, crowbars, and pliers sized for their tiny hands to wrench fasteners from whatever surface they're embedded in. Their hoarding slowly but surely destroys furniture, floors, rafters, and eventually entire structures one stolen screw at a time, fleeing only when the infested building collapses entirely.

Even when they're not destroying buildings, Tintinks are horrid menaces. Their wretched claws, coarse palms, and rough tongues can shave metal with the ease of a whetstone, and they use these to sharpen whatever points they get ahold of until they can pierce the thick leather of most common shoes or gloves... and they lay them out in preparation to do exactly that, cackling in wicked glee whenever someone impales their feet or hands on their sharps collections.

They are quite dangerous for a gremlin, capable of causing terrible wounds and even deaths if they're sufficiently motivated, but they are easily caught and removed by those who can take advantage of their fairy quirks. Their obsession with sharpening borders on an irresistible compulsion, and many Tintinks have been caught and exterminated by fey hunters leaving out piles of dull nails, bent forks, and chipped knives, which the gremlins cannot help but sit down among and work on, leaving them vulnerable to ambush.

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Steraba (CR 2 Neutral Good Diminutive Fey) are also known as Honey Fairies, Porridge Pixies, Mice Fey, and other such names. They resemble miniature humanoids with mouse-like features such as dewy eyes, rounded ears, long tails, paws, or combinations thereof (sometimes to the point they're just anthropomorphic mice), scarcely larger than the pests they resemble. Despite their appearance, Steraba are not pests themselves and are in fact one of many helpful fey known as House Spirits, and can be a genuinely helpful force in one's home... if one forgives their tendency to pilfer easily-missed items left in their field of vision.

Steraba make their homes in mouseholes inside occupied buildings, living among families of mice (never rats, they despise rats) which they take great pains to keep safe, healthy, and out of sight of the mortals with whom they share a space. Their lives are spent going on frequent, exciting 'raids' with their mice families (whom they can both communicate with and easily train), scampering unseen through homes like a spy trying to avoid being spotted by guards as they run missions such as 'read the next chapter of a book,' 'steal the button,' 'get to the grain stores,' 'slay the attic spider,' 'push out the rats,' and other such objectives. Between missions, they engage in surprisingly elaborate crafting projects; anything inedible they steal is used to decorate their tiny homes, if not by itself, then as part of a greater project. Unknowing families may have entire miniature art galleries in their walls!

Like most House Spirits, Steraba dislike being seen or acknowledged, and spending too long looking at one or talking about its existence aloud with one's family or neighbors is a sure way to drive it off completely. Even more than this, harming a mouse is a grave insult to the Mouse Pixies, who may respond by pilfering valuable or treasured items with Mage Hand, performing acts of vandalism with Prestidigitation and mundane tools, and even causing painful or humiliating household accidents against repeat and grievous offenders. Treating the mice with the calmness and respect one would treat a neighbor, however, will see a household blessed by the tiny pixies who use their talents--magical and mundane--to slay more harmful pests, drive off more malevolent fey, and provide just as well for their "big families" as they do the "small families." A Steraba can magically turn a single grain into a whole loaf of hot bread or a bowl of nutritious porridge that's filling even for a Medium-sized creature, letting them stretch the most meager of food stores for days or weeks on end, and can conjure small amounts of honey, sugar, and jam each day to assure the meals are never boring. A Steraba who has lived in a home for many years and established a positive relationship with its big family may even begin gifting the mortals with pieces of art it has made, which act as good luck charms so long as the owner takes care to say it was a 'gift from my neighbor' if they are ever asked where the trinket came from.

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The Filoxenia (CR 11 Neutral Medium Fey) are humanoid fey with golden skin and hair like stalks of wheat, so rare that it was believed there was only one for quite some time. These are fey many cautionary tales are spoken of, fey for whom the Laws of Sacred Hospitality are absolutes and generosity is the holiest of virtues. These fey take on the shapes of beggars, wanderers, and vagrants of various ancestries as they travel the world in the search of kindness, visiting the lowest muckrakers in their hovels, to the meager homes of farmers, to the mansions of nobles and royals to test their treatment of visitors. How, exactly, they perform their tests always varies, but it almost always begins with a simple request: Shelter, just for one night, and a meal of whatever the host can provide, just enough to let them see the next dawn.

The Filoxenia cannot be identified while they're in disguise, their own magic thwarting magical attempts to pierce it; the most reliable way to tell that you've encountered one is the gentle smell of honey and wheat which accompanies them, a scent they take pains to hide with mud and dusty clothes or, in rare cases, perfumes, but which they can never completely cover. Even if you know, however, it is in your best interest to play along and not allow it to sway your decision! Treating your new guest as you would any other is part of the test.

These fey exist to test mortals in their proficiency with and knowledge of the Laws of Sacred Hospitality, and each one has different means of both testing and rendering judgment. More lawful Filoxenia typically treat their task with the utmost of seriousness, and have a mental checklist they gradually move down during their stay in a mortal's home where failing even one step fails the whole test. More chaotic Filoxenia are much more likely to act as unruly guests, assessing the patience of their host, making gradually more unreasonable requests to see just how far the host is willing to go and rendering their judgment based on the host's breaking point; too soon (strict) or too late (lenient) and they fail.

The reward for passing their test is often simple but always beneficial; they may arrange for a parcel of valuable gems to be delivered to the host, repair flaws in their home, or magically enchant a tool or piece of furniture the host owns in a way which will always be useful to them. Impressing the fey may cause them to perform feats such as keeping the host's food stores full for a year and a day, blessing the host with a boon of good luck and health, grant them a useful magical item, blessing their livestock with health and virility, or introducing a helpful House Spirit into the home... but for all their potential blessings, their curses are the stuff of legends and horror stories.

Providing the bare minimum of hospitality is one thing (which earns the stingy host naught but a bowl of gruel or perhaps a new pair of socks for their trouble), but treating the Filoxenia poorly or, most damnably, rejecting their plea for mercy and assistance at one's doorstep? Such a host would be lucky if the worst thing that happened to them was the death of their livestock. An especially offended Filoxenia, such as one physically harmed by the host, can go as far as to curse an entire household to experience grave misfortune which, eventually, will lead to the death of all within in no more than a year.

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Totagoda, the Uninvited Guest (CR 13 Chaotic Evil Large Fey) is a unique fey entity, an object of both scorn and amusement in the First World and a downright blight in the Universe whenever he deigns to enter it. He is a wild combination of a bloated toad and a gluttonous goat, standing on his back two legs as a man does, with three bulbous eyes always surveying the area as he searches for his next meal, the remains of which are added to the breathtaking tapestry of reeking stains over his clothing and skin.

Totagoda is a gluttonous, wretched beast of a fey, his primary modus operandi involving taking the shape of beggars, wanderers, and vagrants, hoping to gain invitation into the home of unsuspecting mortals who do not realize just what's standing at the door. Unfortunately, as one may surmise from his title, he is quite liberal with determining what qualifies as an 'invitation' into someone's home, with even strained conversation or simply holding a door open for too long becoming cause for him to push past his unfortunate host and slip inside. Only slamming the door in his face and refusing to speak will cause him to move on. Once inside, he takes a seat at the kitchen table and bullies his hosts into providing for him, often relying on the victim's fear or good manners (or both) to prevent them from seeking aid even as he wolfs down whatever food (or anything close to food) they can provide.

Victims of the Uninvited Guest quickly find themselves eaten out of house and home as his loud demands for food grow ever more violent and unreasonable, his monstrous form gradually revealing itself as he gorges himself. By the point he's revealed as a true and literal monster, it's far too late for his host, with him threatening their belongings, their health, or their very lives if they don't comply, the foul fey holding their treasured belongings or even their family members hostage to force their hand. When all the food in the house is exhausted, victims are forced into the marketplaces where they're expected to spend all their remaining money on a further banquet for the fey. Victims who can give no more may find themselves ensorcelled and forced to provide against their will, butchering their livestock, pets, or their unfortunate neighbors to feed Totagoda, until eventually he grows bored with the current fare and snaps up his host whole and alive with his massive tongue, moving on and leaving any surviving family members nothing but a destroyed home and horrific memories.

Sending out invitations to a party or celebration when Totagoda is stalking an area is a dangerous affair, because no matter the intended celebration, one can be assured it will end in tragedy and horror; many malevolent fey have, in fact, wielded the Uninvited Guest as a weapon by gifting him invitations to the party of a rival or hated enemy. When feeling especially peckish and shameless, he will use the public nature of taverns, restaurants, markets, and other such spaces where food may be found to barge in and begin stuffing his face, using threats, charming magic, or outright mystic domination against the owners, forcing them to ignore his crimes until they become too great to rationalize even with his spellwork clouding their minds. He prefers the 'thrill' of forcing his way into the homes of helpless mortals who cannot seek aid to feed him, using public eateries as a last resort, as he despises the concept of experiencing consequences (which is why he flees the First World as much as possible; he has made many enemies among Archfey and Eldest). Despite his considerable power and unnatural resilience, Totagoda is a coward and a bully, and at the first sign of any trouble (even trouble he could easily deal with) he is more likely to flee than fight, flinging his disease-ridden, acidic dung and unleashing nauseating belches at any pursuers until he can finally escape.

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That Old and Rotten Crick, (CR 15 Neutral Evil Medium Fey), also known as Rotten Old Crick (and variants thereof), the Devil Fisherman, the Demon Angler, the Barnacle, Captain Hook, and a thousand other names with varying levels of fear or vitriol, is among one of the strangest denizens of the First World. Appearance-wise, he is a humanoid being, though not a hint of true flesh can be seen through the coverall-clothing of an angler that he wears; what isn't covered by clothes is studded with barnacles or coral growth. His vest is adorned by countless hooks, flies, whatever equipment he wishes to keep on hand rather than in his beaten up but magical tacklebox (the Artifact known as the Tomb of Karaphas), and extra parts for his Artifact-level fishing rod and primary weapon, the Tidepool Reaper. His face (if he has one) perpetually hidden in the shadow of his fishing cap, and he speaks with the smooth cadence of a devil and maniacal purpose of a daemon.

Nearly an Archfey in terms of power, Rotten Crick does not seek influence and remains outside of whatever political nonsense the others have going on... though his actions have a great many Archfey and even one of the Eldest furious with his very existence. Rotten Crick, you see, despises all life in the sea, especially the lives of any creature which could be called a 'fish.' His absolute hatred for all sealife has earned him a many enemies among waterway guardians and sea-dwelling fey, but just as many allies, though not for the reasons one may think; many stories circulate across many worlds of a mysterious angler approaching a fisherman or sailor with promises of rods, reels, baits, hooks, and nets which will assuredly catch enough fish to feed not only them, but their families and the families of their neighbors as well. Indeed, Rotten Crick has no animosity towards most mortal life, and is actually quite amicable, willing to help any down-on-their-luck man on the coast fish enough to live, or even make a business! There are rare stories of him going out of his way to save fishermen whose lives are endangered by the sea... but it is all for the singular goal of eliminating as many fish as possible and inspiring others to do the same. He will sit with other mortal anglers for many hours, fishing alongside them and making occasional, casual conversation, but anyone who knows what they're dealing with is advised to keep it casual, because any extended conversation with him will gradually turn towards alarmingly enthusiastic diatribes on how terribly fish suffer when hooked and dragged from the water, or disturbingly thorough explanations of the many deaths caused by sea beasts all over the world, in order to justify their torture and extermination.

He doesn't even eat any of his catches, enraged by the very idea of putting a fish in his body. If there is no one nearby to gift them to, he either abandons them on the shore to rot or, if feeling especially spiteful, slices them apart with fillet knives and hooks and leaves the disassembled bodies for the birds. He holds no love for creatures he calls "betrayers," which includes dolphins, whales, and seals, such unfortunates earning swift and terrible ends by his hands. Intelligent sea beings, especially merfolk, are in danger of torturous disassembly while still alive, as he draws sadistic joy from hearing their cries.

Why, precisely, he harbors such irrational hatred for sealife is something he has never explained to anyone who's asked, and likely never will. At the very least, any grand and far-reaching plans he may actually have to depopulate the seas of Golarion are slow going, if they're happening at all, held back by the sadism and hatred which drives him; it has been explained to him many times (primarily by daemons) that he could efficiently depopulate the seas by way of pollution, poison, and industrial expansion, but his hate is so great that he seems to prefer the more visceral, personal approach.

[woso-dreamzzz]

Gremling and aunt Ella hcs?

Katie is always so annoyed at seeing Gremlin go into Ella's room at the end of the day before bed

She's fresh from her bath and ready for bed and just toddles in for cuddles with her auntie, no hint of menace behaviour at all

It drives Katie crazy

[modern-inheritance]

Ladies, gents, anyone who can pitch or lay in tents, I have…a confession.

I am showing my coworker, Towel Gremlin (I’m graduating her from Gremling and I PROMISE the towel part makes sense and is not derogatory as she and I have discussed it as a name) the horror of all horrors, the funniest schlocky mockery of the written word, the epitome of poor book to film adaptions:

Eragon (2006).

Now, BEFORE you all throw those tomatoes and pieces of crockery, know this! I have been spending afternoons unloading IC/MIC lore to the point that I’m scared I will break this woman. I also unloaded about how bad the movie is, but how much fun it is to aggressively critique and make fun of during screenings. So this is definitely a ‘let’s have more to laugh about’ thing and not a ‘look at this film for good content’ thing.

Anyway. I couldn’t just do this without confessing to you lot.

As you were.

[sm-baby]

AWEE HAHA YOU BEAT ME TO IT GREMLIN JLKHKJAHHKA

Carnival bubble you are so cute and yas and beloved... I wanna hold you like this too,, I too want to hold you like burger..

anyway THEY ARE SO SILLY FUNNY.. THEY ARE SO FUNNY... i need to add bubble into more comics BECAUSE I LOVER HER SO SO MUCH

also. gremlin. you are enabling my showtime brainrot... please- /pos.. YOU DRAW CAINE BEING IN LOVE SO CUTE YOU CAN'T KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THIS

Actually you know what?

Fuck it

Au (The Amazing Digital Carnival) belongs to @sm-baby

Bonus trace of the wikihow drawing that almost made me pee

[gremlingirlsmell]

btw i have a cohost

sharing just in case

[md-confessions]

I feel like there isn't much Cyn x Uzi content on Tumblr.

Like two posts and nothing else.

I want them being silly gremlin creatures together!

Maybe if Uzi gets fully controlled by the AS she would enter some mindscape or something and so there would be Cyn.

The only person there.

Maybe they would get along or something??

Gimmie the short gremling creature sillies being together >:(

.

[queenbeebumblebee]

Hi there! LOVE your HCs for Barnaby & Aristotle~♡

I was wondering if you had any for Fantoccio next? I'm very interested if you do! : )

I know one other person stated their claims on why (they think) Fanto would be more of Ler than anything, which is fine. Me personally tho, I think he'd definitely be a feisty playful Switch! X3 If not 50/50, than I guess more 60/40.

He's definitely a lil gremlin that loves to dish it (especially onto his rivals/enemies) but cannot take it! X3

Idk, I just think the adorable little thespian should laugh more~ 😊

(And needs to be taken down a peg once in a while.)

It is time for the puppet goober to have Tickle HCS

Oh yah, he is most definately a switch (mostly Ler.)

Lee:

Goofy smile, goofy chuckles-

Cannot handle teases, verbally or pshysically

If You tease him enough, he'll yell "SHUT UP!!" and cover his face with his hat

He is sliiiiightly ticklish, so You Will only hear loud chuckles, and if You are lucky enough, G I G G L E S

If You ask him if he is ticklish, he Will just Say "no i'm not ticklish! What? Are You PLANNING to do something about it? Then TRY IT!!" This gremling is doomed after that.

Ler:

This dude is an EVIL LER-

Can and Will absolutely wreck You (if he is not feeling Nice)

His Wooden fingers are somehow REALLY effective

He often uses the feather/s of his hat.

Sometimes uses his strings to restrain you.

WILL TEASE THE LIVING HECK OUT OF YOU-

"aww, does it Tickle that much? Well too bad i'm gonna keep going!"

Has a huge evil grin while tickling you.

Even if he is not tickling You, he Will tease You about your ticklishness just for fun and to get You flustered.

After literally wrecking You, he Will act like he doesnt care about You, BUT HE DOES-

That's al i have for now! IM DOING BILLIE NEXT DONT WORRY-

[kittydragondraws]

Murder Drones: INTERMISSION - Liveblog

Lol, lmao even

livechat going crazy (i'm scared why are there so many ships) aww teddy… oh oh… teddy NOOO DARREN NAUR chomps… jesus christ… oh naur ): nooo Uzi it's okay bbgirl roof bundles it's the biscuit he's here to save the day :D awww awww I love this d'aaw <3 V NO BAD GIRL BAD chomps N you're huring her V… stop ilovethisilovethisilovethisilovethis V STOP! N you're bad at whispering gremling energy like brother like sister yeet your girlfriend off a cliff oh I was worried it was glitching lol AINT NO WAY oh my god poor uzi V is … unimpressed Glowaticks :3 SHE'S HAPY BALD SHE'S DOING IT GO EMO GIRL GO BEST BLACK CAT CODED BESTIE!!!! OH GOD NO NOT NOW PLEASE STOP DHUT UP NO NO NO NO STOP NO STOP NO NO NO NO NO NONP NON'NON N NO PLEASE NKPPPOOP VGH oh god no oh me god please STOOOOOOPP[PPP BHJIO9TBG5VKBLIEF;

HDNKFNEFHIEFKDKM;FKN;BFK ZSS STO STO[ NPO NO BO0P STOP STOP NONONONOINO STOOOOOPPPP IT SOTOP NO JESUS no n she's your friend OH HELL YEAH SOBBING OH MY GOD HELL NO STOP RIGHT HERE I NEED MY PERSONAL SPACE SAME N… SAME at this point i doubtt she cares if uzi will reboot N FIND HER holy christ SHE HAD NO HEAD STOPPP NO STOP NO PLEASE YES COME BACK YOU'RE FINE DW GIRL IT'S OKAY awwwww V I HATE YOU STOP IT NO STOP STOP oh my god… stop VVVVVVVV v, you 'kay girlypop? V PLEASE STOP NOOOO! V I HATE YOU PLEASE STOP V ATOP NO I HATE YOU STOP STOP STOP Glitch would never let N swear what is this building? lab…. jars? UZI GIRL PLEAS EIT'S OKAY sad tail <:{ V STOP IT STOP PLEASE OH… MY… WHAT… GOD… STOP… HELL… STOP NO NO NO CYN I HATE YOU STOPPPPPPP STOPPPPPPP NAUR NAURP''' I HATE THIS I HATE THIA I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS V HAVE A HEART PLEASE don worry we just gonna… hand you a hand yeah hand helping hand oh my god meltuy flesh headpats aww headpats Uzi it's okay uzi uzi baby it's okay daww he's happy to see his girls alive and safe V no please STOP V PLEASE STOP V V PLEASE STOP V PLEASE… seek therapy BISCUIT HUGS V TAKE THE BISCUIT HUGS gremlin mode is back Uzi has a habit for falling off ledges and flying now v admit you can be sane and kinda nice

"baby bird uzi" "she creepin" NAU R BAT VS DOG VS CAT oh my god v… she peepin happy bday NEW BESTIE MD CONTENT CREATOR the uwu mouth is killing me