#They turned into bugs!!

[universaln0b0dy]

Hey hey! Could I request a series of the Twisted Wonderland boys being turned into half bug creatures and us having to take care of them? (You can keep them their original size or shrink them down I don't mind) Please, please, pleeeeeeassse!

That's such a sweet idea! But I can't promise this will be a series. Here have Riddle and Idia! Rest of the dormheads following!

《Summary》: After an potion incident goes wrong he is a half big creature, because of the school not bein safe for half bugs he hides in the only place he deems safe. Ramshackle

《Note》: Halfway established relationship? Well at least a tiny bit of pining-

Riddle Rosehearts:

Just what has happened? The potion that exploded should not have such side effects! Riddle was incredibly angry and confused. Not only did he now have antlers on his head, but also a set of wings under a spotty shell.

Lucky he hadn't shrinked, but a lot of people stared at him weirdly and Floyd even tried to yank his antlers. He really had nowhere else to go, because even in his dorm everyone bothered him.

He knocks to the door of Ramshackle and you open it, looking at Riddle. "Oh, you're half lady Bug now." It wasn't the strangest thing you had seen, but you let him into the Ramshackle dorm.

You and him decide that he can stay in Ramshackle for now until Crewel has finished the return potion. You try serving him tea to calm Riddles nerves, only for the two of you realising that he doesn't like tea at the moment.

It was quite the shook for the both of you. Turns out Riddle now prefers the food typical for lady bugs. You need to giggle handing him leaves infected by the smaller bugs, watching Riddle eat them.

Riddle was at first concerned that you would be repulsed by this, the same way he was, but instead of turning your face away in disgust you stayed with him, even asking if he wanted more.

The both of you spend the whole day together, Riddle even taking you flying out of fun. (He might not admit it, but you clinging onto him while the both of you flew around sent his heart racing)

"You are from now on my personal lucky charm!" You joked making Riddle whip his head around. You had taken your time to tease him, because you rarely had the ability to do so. In some way Riddle didn't want to turn back, because you showed him so much attention.

But all good things must come to an end, with Crewel having brewed the right potion. Jokingly you flick one of Riddles antlers. "I will miss you being my personal lucky charm."

Riddle just smiles at this. "I will stay your personal lucky charm, with and without lady bug like features.

Idia Shroud

He wanted to hide, you shouldn't see him like this, but Crewel choose you to take care of him. For the first time in years he attended alchemy classes personally present, only to be turned into a bug, a cockroach to be exact.

He had shrunken down to a bit taller than the average cockroach, had antlers and the mouth piece typical for such roaches, other than that he was still Idia.

The whole way to Ramshackle he was worried that you were disgusted by him. Not like he wouldn't understand, on top of him never leaving his room he now became a bug and not just any bug, a bug almost everyone hated, exept for you.

"Woah! You are a cockroach, those are amazing animals! Did you know that they can eat stuff like paper? Or that they can survive a lot of different climates? Like tropical heat or freezing temperatures! There was even a rumour they could survive radioactivity with was proven wrong! They are just more resistant to it than human-" You look at Idia before apologising. You really didn't want to talk his ear of about your animal knowledge.

Idia could relate to that. He also tended to ramble about things he liked, with a smile he encouraged you to keep going.

The both of you spend a log of time together, with you mostly taking care of him. Idia sighed, what he was experiencing made him think that maybe the real world wasn't so bad. You gushing over him, about random facts with a squeal every time he showed you another cockroach ability he had gained, only to realise that once he turned back you might won't talk to him anymore.

Together you watched anime and you listened to what Idia told you about each character.

But sadly all of this might came to an end, when Crewel showed up with the potion to turn Idia back. With a heavy heart Idia drinks the potion and Crewel advises him to rest a for an hour.

"Idia! Before you go, let's watch that anime together you told me about. I don't think I can watch it without talking to you after each episode anymore!" Idia freezes up as you say that, his flaming hair turning pink.

"Of course! T-that would be nice!"

(Okay I need to do a bit of research on what to make the other dormheads, cause I really dislike misinformation and I didn't research lady bugs or cockroaches for this 😭

[chaichai-draws]

Personally I think that Telemachus permanently and irreversibly changed Athena for the better, more on that at twelve

[reblogforsamplesize]

🐛 caterpillar - the returning champion of the 2023 race at 41.6% of the votes

🐌 snail - runner up of the 2023 race at 38.3%, only 3.3% behind the caterpillar.

🪱 worm - placed last in 2023, with only 20.1% of votes

🪲 beetle, 🐞 ladybug, and 🐝 bee are new competitors!

[crow-n-tell]

I see a lot of comics talking about smut vs fluff reactions but I see no one talk about

Vs

IT HURTS ME

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

Bugs in jars

[dazzelmethat]

Cricket Cat concept. Do you see it? Do you see my vision? I don't think they'd purr or meow, just chirp with their wings.

[sanjipussyindulgence]

I fucking despise the fact I have an answer for this joke power scaling comment but the one piece’s world is like triple the size of earth and has insane gravity because of its six moons so that naruto rock ain’t standing a chance.

actually can we focus on that more in powerscaling. idc if naruto can beat luffy i wanna know if he can survive one piece's atmosphere in the first place.

EDIT:

please. for the love of god. i dont actually care about which rock would win.

[lowpolyanimals]

Hoarding Bug from Lethal Company

[lovebugism]

Smut fic where reader and Eddie have been arguing since yesterday and he comes home from band practice and fucks her.

♡ “i was expecting a written apology but this is much better.”

ty for requesting :D — the best part of fighting with eddie, is making up with eddie (established relationship, hurt/comfort, smut 18+ | 1k)

bug's two year celebration ♡

Eddie returns home from band practice to find the trailer brimming with the scent of something sweet. An entire symphony of chocolate and vanilla and caramel — a stark contrast to the stale stench of Gareth’s garage.

He spots you standing in front of the stove, humming mindlessly to yourself as you whisk at a large bowl of miscellaneous ingredients. You’re wearing a too-big sweatshirt that hangs off one shoulder, and a pair of fluffy socks sitting unevenly at your ankles. The sight of you is undeniably sweeter than whatever it is you’re baking for him.

Eddie leaves his guitar case by the front door and floats towards the kitchen with a lopsided smile. “Ooh. Smells good in here,” he lilts in place of a real greeting as he drapes himself along your back. 

He caresses your arm with one ringed hand while the other reaches around you. He dips his pointer finger into the bowl and brings it up to his mouth, humming at the sugary taste on his tongue. “You know— I was expecting a handwritten apology,” he slurs before swallowing it down. “But this is so muchbetter.”

You dig your elbow into his ribs. Eddie winces and stumbles back.

“It’s not for you,” you correct, gaze averted as you dump a bowl of dry ingredients into the chocolate gold. “It’s for Hopper. For saving your ass.”

The reminder makes Eddie groan. After all, it wasn’t his fault that asshole got too handsy with you at the bar. He didn’t even realize he’d punched the guy until his knuckles collided with his chiseled nose. (He thought for sure his hand was broken then, but the bruises look totally metal now.) 

The cookie-cutter douchebag was hellbent on pressing charges. Chief Hopper assured the asshole that the freak would be spending the night in jail, but instead drove Eddie home in the back of his cop car. He got the talking-to of a century then, from Jim and from you — ‘cause apparently some guy flirting with you isn’t grounds for ‘assault.’ Eddie still thinks that may be too harsh a word.

He tosses his head back, wild curls slipping from his shoulders, as the counter digs into his hip. “You’re still upset about that?” he whines boyishly, then cowers at the glare you give him. “I mean… I didn’t know you were still upset about that,” he amends, more sympathetically this time.

You scoff and roll your eyes. “Yeah, you should be the one apologizing to me, Munson,” you tell him, whisking the filling with a bit more aggression than you mean to. “Or better yet, the guy you punched last night—”

“No way.”

“—You almost broke his nose.”

“Oh, please,” Eddie laughs. “He was just being a baby about it.”

“He wasn’t even doing anything to deserve it!”

“He was bothering you!”

“He was talking to me!” you shout, much harsher than he’s used to. Your eyes glitter despite the way they’ve hardened as they dart back and forth between his darker ones. “And if I can’t have a conversation with some stupid guy without you flying off the handle, then I can’t imagine what you’ll do when some idiot buys me a drink.”

Eddie softens immediately. He didn’t know you felt that way.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs, gravitating towards you with unsure steps and reaching for you with a hesitant hand. When you don’t pull away from his touch, he embraces you from behind — arms wrapped around your waist, hands resting on your belly, chin bobbing on your shoulder. “Though, I’m pretty sure that’s not what you wanna hear from me right now. ‘Cause I told you I was sorry ’til I was blue in the face last night, and you still made me sleep on the couch, so…”

You can hear the crooked smile in his softly spoken words.

You fight hard to bite back your own.

“Well, maybe I’m tired of hearing how sorry you are. Maybe I just want you to prove it.” You set the bowl on the counter and skim your pointer finger over the freshly mixed concoction. “Here, open—”

His pink mouth parts. You slide your finger over the soft pad of his tongue, giving him a proper taste of the filling now that it’s finished. Eddie hums at the bittersweet taste — the sickly sugar sufficiently balanced with sea salt. He nods in wordless approval while you lick the remnants from your own finger.

“You know what would taste better, though?” he wonders aloud once he’s swallowed it down, tone dripping in mischief as his tongue darts across his lip.

Your eyes narrow. “Eddie…” you deadpan in a preemptive scold.

The boy only smirks as he coaxes you against the counter with a gentle hand on your shoulder. You grip the granite edge as he descends to his knees before you, his chocolate-eyed gaze never once wavering from yours. 

“You want me to prove it to you, right?” he asks, bruised knuckles lifting the hem of your shirt. “How sorry I am?”

You nod silently, ‘cause you couldn’t muster a cheeky quip right now if you wanted to.

“Well, I’m sorry,” Eddie tells you, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to your thigh. You bite back a shiver when his wild curls brush the insides of them. Chills pebble faintly over the skin there, and he smiles. “I’m sorry,” he says once more, punctuated this time by a kiss to the bow of your underwear.

Your breath catches when his pointer finger dips beneath the panty line. His rings brush your burning skin as he slides the fabric to the side. Eddie smirks when he catches your unwavering gaze, as glassy as the sparkling skin of your wet pussy. You can act all mean when you want to, but your body can never pretend with him.

“I’m sorry,” he repeats, just before licking a fat stripe up the length of your cunt.

Your lips fall softly agape at the warm, satin feeling of his mouth pressed against the most sensitive parts of you. Your head tilts back as your airy moan fills the silent kitchen. The pie you were making is now long forgotten. You’re much sweeter in comparison, anyway.

[velvetwyrme]

*very long pause as i slowly lean into the mic*

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doorwings as elytra.

*tries to drop mic, fumbles it, and leaves*

[sanctus-ingenium]

last august I posted the lineart of this (plus an art nouveau style background frame) to subscribers on patreon but i've never been able to finish it, so after using it as marker brush practice today i hereby release it from my custody into the wild...

[officialspec]

International Man Of Food

[lilybug-02]

Bug Dewi (Mining Bee)

Many people have asked what Dewi, from the HK comic, would look like as a BUG. (The design is very loosely inspired by the Mining Bee). Here's a lil bit more art. And here's Dewi's dad as a bug.

I have also learned too much about this bee and will now infodump about why this is a cute bee for Dewi.

Mining Bees are solitary, but they commonly nest close by one another in "bee cities". I thought this would fit since Dewi is a Human, a social creature, but not a hive mind.

As a rule, Mining Bees are non-aggressive and their stingers are too fragile to sting humans. Much like Dewi, these bees do not want to fight.

Male Mining Bees are covered with shaggy patches of hair, which I thought would fit Dewi's signature fuzzy head.

My Buggie sources :)

[wasyago]

welp, didn't manage to get everything out before season 10 started, but i gotta post it one way or another so here we go! heard there was a fandom swap game going on, wanted to do a couple promts of my own :D

[wistfulvulpine]

memory of a name

[parsleysaauce]

so!! how we feeling about episode one!!!!!!!!!!

i love all of their new outfits so so dearly but grandma’s is just so cute i had to draw her first <3