#happy gobbo

[blossompigeon]

I drew 7 goblins daily for Goblin Week over on Twitter - this was completed late but I was DETERMINED to complete it! The power of goblins compelled me. A Very Merry Goblin to us all.

[praetorianxxiv]

A very Happy Christmas from Sgt Calus & the Red Gobbo 🎄🎁

And a Christmas message from the Christmas tree of Mankind 🎄

Praise be the Emperor Tree 🎄

[gavinosbornedrors]

Goblin Week 2024: Goblin #3!

Goblin Metal Priest. Almost fully trained in two different schools of magic - which is quite uncommon. They've also dabbled in a third type of magic in secret that they might just now understand why was forbidden by the Conclave.

Based this off of a gob from 2015 that I liked the idea of, but was never satisfied with the design.

[groovygianniart]

✌💙💗🤍💗💙✌

[praetorianxxiv]

Wishing You all a very Happy Christmas.

Have a grand one 🍺🍽🍻

Merry Christmas Followers I give you the legend of Phanta Claws as published by GW in the 90s

Every winter season, men, women and children alike, come together to celebrate the Necromundian festival of Fistmas. From the nobles dwelling in the highest peaks of the Spire, to the Underhivers struggling to survive down in the Hive’s depths, people gather to sing festive songs, give each other gifts, and generally have a good time. Despite all this good will, to this day there remains a sinister Fistmas legend which makes all who hear it scoff or tremble in fear – the legend of Phanta Claws. The origins of this myth lie in the depths of history, and the tale of Fistmas itself. 10,000 years ago, in a time when the Emperor walked freely amongst his people, there was great strife on Necromunda, for the planet had been overrun by Orks. Fortunately for the people of Necromunda, the Ork Waaagh! was opposed on the great Ash Wastes by a vast force of the Imperial Fists Legion of Space Marines. According to historical accounts, Rogal Dorn himself, Primarch of the Imperial Fists, was present that day. Under Dorn’s formidable command, the Ork forces were routed and forced to flee from Necromunda, where the Space Marine Fleet was able to intercept them and destroy them utterly. In commemoration of the brave actions of Dorn and his Marines on that day, the festival of Imperial Fistmas (later abbreviated to Fistmas) was born. According to some (highly questionable) accounts, at the height of the battle, a small army of mutants arrived upon the Ash Wastes and immediately attacked the Imperial Fist line. Whilst the lethal volleys of bolter fire claimed the lives of most of the heretics, there was one which the Imperial Fists were unable to fell. The fiend was a being of monstrous proportions, and like a phantom it stalked through the corpses heaped upon the battlefield. When it reached the Fists’ line its rending claws sliced straight through power armour, and many of the Emperor’s finest were felled that day. Eventually the monster made its way to Rogal Dorn himself. The devil-being moved like quicksilver, but Dorn was a Primarch, an embodiment of the Emperor’s will, and none could stand before him that day. In the end the mutant was vanquished, and Dorn was victorious. Dorn raised his blade to slay the blasphemous creature, but as he did so he thought of the people of Necromunda who had had they homes and livelihood destroyed by the Ork invasion. If they were to rebuild their world they would need hope and a time to look forward to. As such, Dorn allowed the monster to live- but its survival came at a price. From that day forth the mutant and all its offspring would be forced to gather together materials, fashion them into gifts and distribute them freely to all those Abror “Hammerfist” Flintor laughed as he tore his chainsword across the chest of his opponent. The pathetic attempt of the Delaques to break through into the Goliath encampment was almost disappointing- he’d been looking forward to a good scrap. Yet still they carried on fighting, as though they honestly believed that they could best Flintor and his men. Just as Flintor was preparing to charge the remaining Delaques and finish them himself, he heard a bestial snarl and turned to see a monster of immense proportions leaping towards him, claws outstretched. Thinking quickly, Flintor raised his chainsword just in time, shielding the talons from tearing into his face. The mutant fell to the ground but rose again in an instant, blocking the chainsword Flintor swung towards him with supernatural ease. The monsters counter attack was swift and ferocious, forcing Flintor back as he desperately tried to defend himself. The creature’s talons ripped across Flintor’s leg, causing him to yell out in pain, and knocking him off balance. He fell, leaving the mutant towered over him, preparing to deliver the killer blow. In a last ditch attempt to save himself, Flintor rammed his chainsword past the mutant’s claws and straight into its exposed belly. His feelings of elation quickly turned to despair, as the mutant glanced down at the chainsword forced into its abdomen before flinging it away effortlessly. Before Flintor could react, the fiend’s claws plunged into his neck, and he felt his life force ebbing away. As the monster stood triumphant, Flintor got his first proper look at his killer, resplendent in its red cloak with white cuffs and with a bobbly hat adorning its brow. Surely it couldn’t be… it couldn’t be… “Ho. Ho. Ho.” With a feral snarl, the Phanta Claws wrenched its claws out of the gang leader’s neck. With the death of their leader, the Goliaths faltered and ran, leaving their encampment unguarded. The Phanta Claws smiled a murderous smile as it thought of the material rewards and human prey that lay in the valley beyond. Phanta Claws was coming to town… who had been good for the last year, on the Eve of Fistmas. The twisted monstrosity was named Phanta Claws, and it is still called the same today. Although the tale makes a good children’s story, extensive research by respectable scholars indicates that Phanta Claws’ existence is nothing more than fabrication. For a start, the battle in question took place in the time of the Great Crusade 10 millennia ago- the idea that a being and it’s offspring could survive for such a length of time is sheer folly. Nevertheless, rumours downhive still persist, claiming that the Phanta Claws still stalk the depths of the Underhive to this day. According to the rambling testimony of gangers, Phanta Claws’ take great pleasure in carrying out the quest Dorn set them, by tearing apart lone traders and stealing all their material wealth so that their stunted mutant servants can use them to create gifts for Fistmas Eve. Apparently their fear of Dorn’s wrath should he return is such that they carry out his command still. As such, there are times when they need to venture out of the shadows to gather the resources they need to manufacture Fistmas presents. In these circumstances, Phanta Claws’ may approach wealthy gang leaders and offer their lethal services in return for materials and enough money to purchase more. Few gang leaders have the courage to refuse. There are a multitude of gangers who claim to have fought alongside and against monsters that match a Phanta Claws’ description- huge monstrosities were rending talons suited for ripping apart human flesh. Large enough to stride through a hail of bolter fire, and quick enough to reach enemy gangers and rip their throats out, they are said to be some of the most brutal and vicious killers to stalk the Underhive. Naturally all such claims are to be treated as signs of madness- no sane man could honestly claim to believe in the existence of Phanta Claws…

[kabewski]

Happy Holidays Everyone!

Christmas and the end of the year are almost here, so why not indulge a bit in some of my latest sticker designs!

Da Red Gobbo Gal is here to bring gifts to all alongside a Tactical Witch Ubel!

Also as a cool bonus freebie for December, you get a Mini Holiday Red Gobbo with any purchases of my designs on the store!

These are now available at CrippledGiraffDecals over on Etsy! Have some links:

[welldrawnfish]

My half of the art trade for @beedok !!! Featuring her gobbos Illyxa & Gragya! And my dumbn little genderbend Gremlin twig who you all love and will die for. I like to imagine Them telling Twig battle stories and Twig slowly realizing this is a story of how she got her ass kicked when she was a knight lmao --- Remember when i went on a genderbend stories are shit fetishistic these days? WELL GUESS WHAT. Beedok actually creates pro lgbt and genderbend stories that arent creepy or icky. I Encourage your ALL to please check her out on her store page!! Really I think its great to be seen and Im so happy to do this!! Please give her the gift of at least checking the page out <3 https://beedok.itch.io/illyxa-and-gragya-the-elven-job

Happy Holidays everybody!!

[oliversrarebooks]

Fitz's Costume

Masterlist

a quick Halloween snippet, idea courtesy of my lovely wife

October 1998

"Good evening," said Fitz in a terrible fake accent, stalking up to Lex.

"What on earth are you wearing?"

"It's my costume for Lily's party!" Fitz wore a ridiculous grin and possibly the worst costume Lex had ever seen. It consisted of a cheap, wrinkled ruffled shirt, a plasticky red cape that barely reached to his waist, smeared-on white stage makeup, and worst of all, plastic fangs that he'd somehow jammed on top of his real fangs. "I'm a vampire! Bleh!"

"Yes, I'm aware," said Lex, trying to gather a sufficient response. "You're not seriously planning to go to Lily's party as -- this."

"I'm a creature of the night," said Fitz, halfway climbing on top of Lex. "I vant to suck your blood."

Lex fought back his smile. "Shouldn't you be using that line on one of the thralls?"

"It's you who I vant. Such a beautiful, innocent, helpless victim vith such delicious blood." With one finger, he tilted Lex's face upwards. "Look deep into my eyes and fall into my power."

"Oh, no, you've caught me," said Lex in an amused deadpan. "I cannot resist the amazing and powerful Phantom Fitz."

"That's right," he said, barely able to keep the toy fangs in his mouth. "And now, I feast on your blood! And turn you into one of the cursed undead!" He began to kiss up and down Lex's neck in a way that would be enticing if it weren't for the plastic teeth.

"Anything but that." Lex gently pushed Fitz away.

"It's too late! Mwahahaha!" With a flourish, Fitz reached behind him and somehow pulled out a bag containing a second shoddy vampire costume. "Now you must be a vampire!"

"Oh no, I am not wearing that thing."

"You have no choice! I've hypnotized you!" Fitz dropped to his normal voice. "Besides, it'll be hilarious. I bet Lily will think it's funny. Did you have a better costume idea?"

Unfortunately, he did not.

Masterlist

Happy Halloween!

@d-cs @latenightcupsofcoffee @thecyrulik @dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night @wanderinggoblin

@whumpyourdamnpears @only-shadows-dwell-where-we-are @pressedpenn @pigeonwhumps @amusedmuralist

@vampiresprite @irregular-book @whumpsoda @mj-or-say10 @und3ad-mutt

@sowhumpshaped @whumpsday @morning-star-whump @silly-scroimblo-skrunkl

@steh-lar-uh-nuhs @pirefyrelight @theauthorintraining @whump-me-all-night-long @anonfromcanada

@typewrittenfangs @tessellated-sunl1ght @cleverinsidejoke @abirbable @ichorousambrosia

@a-formless-entity @gobbo-king @writinggremlin @the-agency-archives @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi

@enigmawriteswhump @bottlecapreader @whump-on-a-string @whumpinthepot

@cinnamoncandycanes @avvail-whumps @tauntedoctopuses @secret-vampkissers-soiree @whatamidoingherehelpme

@strawbearydreams @ghost-whump @tippytappytyping @natthebatt @fire-bugg14

@fuckcapitalismasshole @slightlydisturbedbeans @paperprinxe @demetercabingreen-thumb @the-broken-pen

@pokemaniacgemini @jumpywhumpywriter @basica11ywhumped @anoontjecanush @cepheusgalaxy

@whump-me-harder @whump-till-ya-jump @the-monarch-whumperfly

[gobboarmy]

Also make sure to have some aligned drawers stacked up in a stair shape, or a conveniently placed teetering dining chair because gobbo has lil leggies and arm nubbins.

seymour, where do babies come from? please asnswer im scared

The Baby Courier Goblin.

Breaks down your door, builds a cradle and drops a baby off in your house.

You must leave him something shiny as payment on the kitchen counter, or else he will steal your food.

[crippledgiraff]

Would you look at that? It's already #Orctober !!! We've got a bunch of new stickers, a bunch of old favorites, and a bunch of fun bundles!!!

You remember these lads!? A deep throwback, we've got these sexy boyz available as a sticker sheet!

We've got this seasonal maniacal mech from @diceyjune!

I know you want a cute little goff grot girlfriend! Well we've got a new one from @kabewski !

We've got @qsycomplainsalot's Rebel Grots back and better than ever! (They're on clear vinyl now!)

Don't forget, it's not just #Orctober, it's also #SpookySeason! And we've got this wicked cool sheet of a whole Skeleton Army from @qsy.bsky.social !

🎺You know who likes Checks? Orkz like checks! Ska likes Checks! @wib.bsky.social likes Checks!🎺

Pay tribute to Big Daddy Ed Roth with these absolutely bitchin' Rat Rod stickers!

And of course, don't forget about Kristina's adorable orcs!

We've got these and plenty more! Check 'em out! Orctober's fun but the winter holidays are just around the corner!

[micecakes]

I have completed Da red Gobbo, a little later than I should have but he’s done, came out pretty good! Not perfect but I’m happy with it and the snow texture stuff looks good! more pics below

[bottled-river]

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays <3

- Gobbo River xx

[takofoodtruck]

Got some progress on the red gobbo miniature on stream! It's coming along pretty well :)

I'm really happy with the snow and bootprints.

I want to touch up the coal on the snowman and paint in the swirl on the candy cane. Then do some nmm for the gold parts.

I'm really pleased with the upper part of the cloak, still have lots of detailing to do, these are just WIP progress.

Happy new year!

[martyrigzart]

Verdan Gobbo Design Complete!

They are happy to meet ya!

[sillygoblinantics]

Yall I have one wish for crimnis

And that wish is

To get to 100 followers before the end of the year!

It’s crazy to think that in the span of a few months my silly lil blog has almost reached 100 followers! Even if some of you started following for my lorch posting suffice to say I’m thankful that yall stuck around even when I started to slowdown and step away from it! I genuinely mean this too! There’s a twelve year old gobbo in me that has never felt more happier knowing that we are finally sharing are stories and people are interacting with them!

I have something very big planned for a New Year’s party so to speak on my YouTube that I hope you come to see! It’s a project that’s been in the works for a full year and I’m excited that we’re getting closer to its premiere!

So if you can stop by for the premiere of it on New Year’s Eve!

Happy Hanukkah, kwanza, winter solstice, Christmas and lunar new year to everyone! Happy holidays and have a happy new year!

[areyouokaypanda]

been dying to ask, do you have any like, names/basic info about your ocs youre doing whumptober with? i know you said there isnt really a cohesive plotlines or anything, but spare a crumb of info about your gobbos?

I sure do! Had them since... 2022 and just neglected to actually mention them at all outside of one private discord server. XD Here we goooooo~

Nugget (he/him): Our main protagonist, catalyst for the story, and the unfortunate one with a mysterious connection to the BBEG. He's outwardly a happy but sheltered guy who just wants to make connections. He seems to have access to a limited range of magical abilities that lean mostly toward necromancy and can be self-destructive when pushed beyond a certain point.

Aurum (they/them): Nuggets first companion. Some sort of town guard or wandering knight when they first met, now completely dedicated to protecting Nugget and the rest of their group. They're easily flustered and have a strong sense of justice, but aren't especially good at looking after themselves. Originally fought with a spear, but that's going to have to change soon...

Flax (she/her): Serves as the groups' skill monkey. Implied to have a bit of a shady past and originally approached Nugget and Aurum because she was curious about Nugget's very large bounty. Quickly got caught up in the group dynamic and liked them too much to follow through, so now she's doing her very best to hold this shit together. Not much of a fighter, but she's quick on her feet and has a mean swing with a wrench.

Ingo (???): The very first enemy the original trio faced as a group, and the target of the first large use of Nugget's magic in front of the others. The leg brace was rigged by Flax and most of his clothes were stolen borrowed from Aurum. Ingo is self-aware, but doesn't have much in the way of memories. Very new to the world and quietly curious about most things, but still learning how to interact with the world and his sudden new friends. No pronoun preferences as of yet.

Ferro (she/they): A bounty hunter by trade. Made an attempt on Nugget, but was won over by his story and connection to the rather bigger fish that is the BBEG. Values self-control and tries to keep a pretty tight lid on her emotions. Has a major soft spot for Flax and tends to butt heads with Aurum. Carries two revolvers.

BBEG: So mysterious, this guy. What's up with his weird obsession with Nugget? And what about the weird powers the both of them seem to have? Why is he so much bigger than everyone else? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯