#little judd

[vtncomics-art]

How Big Man saved the entire planet and died for your ink.

(Chaos Version)

[mllermanda]

An paper style project I focused myself to work on with Big Man and Little Judd.

[toasttheinkling]

Haven’t posted any art lately so have this

I always draw him like wisp from TikTok that’s who is is to me

[astrolotte]

i love lil judd he's so funny

he is just a little kitty cat. he is a clone with an inferiority complex. look at his little toesies. he has attempted to kill Judd before and failed. he's so fluffy <3

[yourteamsworstdualies]

In the game proper, the jukebox is an individual thing, but you know -you KNOW- in the fiction of the game's world, there are no fewer than 10 squid kids lined up at any one time all punching in 21 plays of Bang Bang Bing with one play of, I dunno, Bomb Rush Blush in the middle of it because they all think it's funny.

[ink--theory]

I love my boss he's very stinky

[bob-artist]

I was forcing myself to take yesterday and today off because I worked way too many days in a row, but then my hand slipped and now I'm 3200 words into a new Into the Smoke short story. 😬 So, uh, special gift to my patrons coming soon I guess!

[p0rur0]

cleaned up some sketch from my notebook. The other last one is old and was supposed to be like a study but I gave up midway, might redo it at some point

[guardian-angle22]

911: Lone Star | Judd Ryder in S4E17

[vampirevatican]

Hello dear mother i would like to request some judd birch x mute afab reader if that is acceptable please feed us we are starving for this man 🙃😊🥰

ask and you shall receive child

y'all's relationship is just the same as anyone elses

the only difference is how y'all communicate

hear me out, he's patient. for man to have trained a battalion of raccoons and even recognizing when he pushed them too hard? he's patient and kind.

im not sure on this but im thinking the way y'all communicate is either: yes or no's, sign language, facial expressions/body language, or the old fashioned writing it down on paper or board

maybe a combination of some of these

personal fave is a board, be it chalk or whiteboard because of how versatile and easy it can be

another idea is those button thingies. they're mainly in videos with pets, they're actually meant for ppl with disabilities, but that'd be kinda cute and easy too

imagine he got a fuck ton of those buttons with his own voice or got leah to speak for him?

if it's selective, or speech therapy(?), is involved i think he'd be in awe the first time he hears you utter anything

he'd probably make an effort to record it next time, if there is one, just to remember your voice

[watchyourbuck]

TK watching his dad walk alone and unarmed into the capitol where there’s an alleged mass bomb and just sighing and saying ‘I hate it when he does this’ will forever be funny to me

[ccozmo]

practicing the Splatoon style with my oc tabi

[strandedbuckley]

[satan-wishes-he-was-me]

rewatching the cross over episode and i’m convinced after the 118 left texas the 126 are chatting and marjan goes “y’know that eddie guy was kinda cute tbh” and judd goes “don’t even you didn’t play his team in state in high school he’s mine” and paul’s like “hold on guys cmon i think we can agree he liked me the best” and tk’s like “umm guys im pretty sure he’s dating buck??” and they’re all like “NOOO”

[wallofshrek]

ok i did manage to log on for a bit

900 MILLION EGGS???? WE ARE ALL FUCKING INSANE LET'S GO TEAM

that's probably it for me for this big run since i'll probably be getting home from work like. an Hour before it ends. but at this pace i wouldn't be surprised if everyone managed to break one billion before tomorrow night.

which would be. ridiculous. that's 1/8 the population of the planet.WHAT IS MR GRIZZ (lil judd) GOING TO DO WITH ALL THESE FUCKING EGGS I THINK WE SHOULD BE CONCERNED

[laneybishop89]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tag @pimento-playing-hopscotch

I only write little Carlos right now, apparently, so have some more of him.

Carlos was sitting on the floor of the hotel room, quietly watching a show on his phone when a knock came at the door and he jumped. He turned to look at the door, not sure why anyone would be knocking on it, and assumed that whoever it was must’ve been at the wrong room. When another series of knocks came up, Carlos paused the video and pushed himself up, trying desperately to force himself out of headspace. He knew that he wasn’t supposed to be small and alone and that it could be disastrous if the wrong person found him as such, but he didn’t have much of a choice. His parents were on vacation and he didn’t have money to go to a center. Where else would he have gone?

“Carlos? Are you in there? It’s Judd Ryder.”

He knew that voice and that name. Carlos moved closer to the door and peeked through the peephole and sure enough the tall firefighter was standing on the other side. What was he even doing there?

“Mr. Judd?” He asked hesitantly.

“Hey,” Judd said, sighing in relief. He’d seen the kid’s car out front, so he had figured the boy was there and had been worried when he hadn’t answered. “Can you open the door, kiddo?”

“M not ‘posed to,” Carlos said hesitantly.

“Oh, why is that?”

“Not ‘lowed open outside doors when small,” Carlos said.

This was a rule that his parents had instilled in him when he was over at their house and it had transitioned to one outside of their home as well. Carlos didn’t open doors to go outside or for anyone who knocked when he was small. His mami often said that opening doors was not a job for little boys and his papi said that little boys who broke rules needed to be spanked and Carlos did not want to be spanked, thank you very much.

“That’s a great rule.” Judd said. “But I was hoping that we could talk, Carlos. You know me and I’m not a stranger, so that should be okay, right? Or is there someone with you that could open the door?”

Carlos frowned and shifted, one hand poised over the lock, but he drew it back quickly as if he had been burned. If he opened the door, he was going to be in a whole lot of trouble. For messing with locks, for opening the door, for being small without a grown up.

“Is okay, Mr. Judd,” Carlos said. “I’m ‘kay.”

“I really would like to see that for myself, Carlos. I promise you’re not going to be in any trouble,” Judd said. He had the feeling that the boy was alone on the other side of the door, but he had no idea for how long he had been or when someone else was going to be showing up to help him. Until that happened, though, Judd was absolutely not leaving.

No pressure tagging - I tag @anewkindofme, @the-flaming-nightmare and anyone else who wants to do it - open tag 🫶