#littol legs

[loservilleinspace]

help him

[doofus-s]

i found this masterpiece on Pinterest @ask-doctor-isami

[badlydrawnkankri]

dear diory

bich

[gayestcowboy]

my wonderful baby son boy named brother dubious

[krispiblueberry]

happy late birthday krispy pie and frienzs !!!!!!

also fuck backgrounds this shits hard

[the-everqueen]

i should be prepping this guest lecture but instead i'm obsessed with the cat.

[arcadian-vampire]

I walk into the living room and my brother is like 'a. your outfit is Incredible (in what I believe is a wow that sure is something Not Great sort of tone)' so I look down bc hell if I remember what I'm wearing, and ah. blue swim shorts w beach balls, donut floaties, swan floaties, and unicorn floaties printed on them, a Hatsune Miku t-shirt that is Way too big for me, and my new headphones. 'Your shorts match Miku's hair,' he says, 'the girlies on Tumblr would love you.'

I just wear whatever is comfy, and that's usually stuff that screams 'I am a teenage boy that's been reluctantly dragged on a family vacation when really I long for the cold dark embrace of the basement'. I'm valid

[notastraykid]

Run run!

COMING!!

[xgrandfatherclocksx]

[the-jordas-trials]

teehee. More earthmovers. Reference time aswell YIPPEE!!! This is by all means not all of my stupid war horses, theres like so many more still in the back of my brain who i gotta design, that atop doing designs for each ones final moments/ Whalefall just vibing on the surface.

more info about each under the cut (poke me about any of these guys i WILL ramble more bout them)

Benjamin: here just for a height reference. Standard Civilian class earthmover. Just a littol man (bonus points if you manage to find V1 hidden on his ref. Carefull. V1 is like five pixels tall but it IS there)

Pyroclastic: Supreme Escalation Class. Ruthless and violent, known to stop at nothing untill his targets have been eliminated. Pyro's name sake was drawn due to his size causing extensive overheat, as a result, vents were built and installed post creation, allowing him to turn the tide of most fights by dumping superheated steam/blood and vapour directly onto the field, often melting or overheating rivals. Pyro is considered a 'failed' EM, having he failed the second 'hurdle' of an earthmover's coming of age. Winning a fight against the last made, Whalefall. Disgraced, he was often chased away from his kills and only gained respect after wiping out several Supreme class herds, earning the nickname Burning Devil. Starshine: early Greater Escalation class. SS is old for an earthmover, but by far not the eldest, old enough before the design was fully nailed down. She supports a prototype canon, opposed to the usual javelin, she was designed to get up close and personal before overloading a rivals shield with a canon shot, allowing a fellow herd member to later take them down. SS pingponged between herds, and was later wounded and found by Whalefall. She's rather squeamish, shockingly kind and was known to go without refueling and resting form months on end. Both she and Whalefall survived the long night and new peace, untill the machine uprising, where Pyroclastic cut her down. Whalefall: Supreme Scavenger/Civilian class later repurposed for escalation. Whalefall is an oddity, having being a dual class earthmover, and was later upgraded before the long night set in. She's deceptively fast, known to sprint down her rivals and body slam them. She's also one of the few earthmovers known to weaponize an old targeting glitch, rearing up onto her hind legs and using the sun as cover, forcing her foe's to loose agro and lo longer class her as a 'threat' due to the sudden lack of javelin. Whalefall is also one of the few earthmovers post Hell Invasion that're still alive and is somewhat able to move, she now rests overgrown awaiting for her last maintenance machine to return from its hell dive.

Cyclone: Lesser plateau class. Cyclone is apart of the last round of earthmover's before the refineries and factories were razed to the ground. Apart of the 'colt/filly' round, small due to the lack of resources to make a herd of full sized earthmovers. Typical for his herd, Cyclone sports massive electric generators along his flanks, allowing him to electrify rivals. His herd splintered early on, joining up with existing herds, he found himself in the care of Whalefall fairly early on. Perished during the long night after tripping and unable to follow Whalefall and Starshine. Divergent: Standard civilian class. She's nothing to write home about. Born, killed, earned respect, then left alone. She's bog standard. Often living a peaceful life protected by her two sisters. Converse often with other herds, including Whalefalls, her large antenna array allowing her to do so. She's a known peace keeper, and was able to talk sever herds out of fighting multiple times. Convergent: Greater escalation class. By far one of the most hyperactive earthmovers. Known sprinter, known escalator. She was violent and hot headed, often shot first, hailed for peace second. Horridly protective over her sisters. She was wounded early on in her life, having taken an unlucky hit to her neck and surviving by the skin of her teeth. As a result she cant look down nor does she have full range of movement within her neck. Transform: Supreme civilian class. Form had by far the largest population atop her back, and as a result could hardly move faster than a shamble. Before the long night set in, she had been gravely wounded on her hind right leg, resulting in an extensive limp. Despite that Form is one of the few Civilian class movers that're willing to fight, and fight often. References still to draw are: Tsunami, Geyser, Eruption, Habitat, Freeze, Solarflair, Pompey, Hurricane, Typhoon and Tropical. yeah... theres alot of these fuckers lmao.

[i-starcreamed]

Y/N: FIGHT ME!

Scrouge: How foolhearty... and facinating

Y/N: I- I don't- MIRAGE HELP I THINK HE'S FLIRTING WITH ME

Love it when villains find at least one (1) human cute and flirt worthy

🦂

ROTB SCOURGE X READER

Omg thank you 🦂 anon, im just like you and you’re just like me. MORE SCOURGE CONTENT!! While this wasn’t a request it gave me ideas :3

Unedited and also written on mobile…also look at this gif they scourge hot and wet on purpose

[ human!gn reader

Summary: As the request states, Scourge flirts with you. Big bad robot villain likes littol human

You might’ve secretly followed Mirage when he went over to distract Scourge while the others went on and save the world, no way in hell you were allowing an alien to destroy your planet. No way you were letting Mirage, you’re new friend, fight him alone. You started to rethink your decision when you were running across the platform, no weapon in hand to fight 20+ feet robot aliens and explosions going off everywhere. Then again, you were determined to fight along side your new robot alien friend to defeat the other…robot alien fiend. Aliens really need to find another planet to make a pit stop at, dont they?

You grunt as you pick up a piece of debris from the ground, it’s about the size of your head and could do as much damage as a splinter to Scourge. Who cares, you’d rather it be annoying than harmless

Scourge knocks Mirage back and you take this as an opportunity.

“Y/N stay back!” He reaches out but its too late, you’re already yelling and sprinting towards Scrourge, your piece of metal in your hand and waving it around like a crazy person.

“FIGHT MEE!” The piece of debris goes flying towards Scourge, only for it to hit his leg with a clank and deflect back into the floor. You freeze in your tracks, fuck. You’re out of breath and your little plan didnt work.

Scourge doesn’t squish you, he barely retains a laugh. Evil guys dont laugh, they cackle menacingly when revealing their evil plan to you. But this? This was…amusing to him.

“Did you really think that would work? How foolhardy, how stupid, how…fascinating”

He towers above you even as he leans down to..examine you? The proximity of his frame to your face is so close, your face was burning. You didn’t know if it was the fire and lava around you or just pure embarrassment.

“Uh, i don’t-“ Was he…flirting with you? You stood frozen even as his metal hand rose up, inching towards you. Do you run, freeze, or attack with your bare fists? Realistically your fists would be useless against his frame, you would be more in pain than he would. Even if you wanted to run, those eyes of his kept you in place. Such an intense orange gaze, who could look away from that? Scourge was getting distracted, he could easily snatch you up and complete his mission, but he couldn’t help but revel in your gaze of extreme awe and fear. He was rudely interrupted when Mirage started shooting again

You too snapped out of your thoughts and took a few steps back before sprinting back behind Mirage. “Mirage, was he fucking flirting with me?!” You yell over the sound of their blasters. You hid behind a small structure as the fight continued, not without noticing the way he occasionally glanced at you before attacking Mirage. You couldn’t tell if he was showing off or not

…was he seriously showing off for you?

[solargeist]

It hurt in the beginning, but it hurt much MUCH more later on. You aren't even really aware that things are happening to you. They are subtle like that. After all, They have had the chance to prefect this process down to almost the second of becoming like Them.

Unfortunately, the perfected method is very painful. You feel it in your bones. Just a dull ache that makes you think of growing pains as a child. Something that once was easy to do; no longer works for how your body is structured (like climbing a tree or how when you used to cry, it would always be with tears that made your face too hot).

The shift from bones to being in your muscles would seemingly happen over night. Tendons feeling too rubbery and bendable and cartilage always became brittle. The nosebleeds became normal, and you are reassured that it is normal. (After all, it is to them.)

Eventually, it buzzes under your skin. Sometimes it feels like a phone vibrating under anywhere that might have blood, but then others it's impossible not to think of their being insects just under the first layer. (There are no bugs in the End. You know that. At least, you haven't seen any Endermites...) You hear it in your ear drums. Your teeth rattle ever so slightly in a way that makes your jaw hurt. The perpetual motion makes stomachs easier to upset and falling asleep almost impossible.

But eventually, after sitting too long in discomfort, you find out the meaning of these sorenesses. It is so much easier to mold something if it has been made pliable. They desire to bend, to snap, to stretch you as far as you'll go and then go farther.

Watchers are massive things in their fullness. Large and hulking creatures that can blot out the sun at their full hight. But one simply does get to being that size naturally. No, they had to be pulled up; spines and fingers being elongated, arms and legs extending out, and smiles made even wider to show more teeth.

The smile is why Grian doesn't ever bother having one shown. He hates to remember hooks pulling at his cheeks.

-Phantom

The way you go from DMing me to put him in a microwave, to this, is always fascinating, really, a littol gift to me 🫶

I think the Watcher holds his hair back when he’s sick, or gently rubs his back when he’s sore, even though it’s their fault he’s like this!!

[faller-of-kharbranth]

new littol guy! cogmratoins! You mom now!

[User is now online!]

^>.<^

[Photo ID: The kit’s fully hatched, and no longer goopy! It looks to be just a little bit bigger than a Zork paw, considering how Malkah’s holding it while on her side. You can see a massive Luxray’s legs, an Absol, and several Nurse Joys and Pokecenter employees in the background!]

[ranas-twisted-wonderland]

THE DOTTER!!!!

Go Go Night Raven!

Event by: @cheerleaderman

"LET'S GO NRC, I KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS, LET'S GO!!!"

Tagging: @ranas-twisted-wonderland @gingacat

Let me know if you want me to tag you or not

[tickleteetersnew]

I know hon, I know she is baby... She told me it was time for her to start having fun like that with you. It hurts because she loves you. That's right sweetheart. You're becoming a big girl. Now dry up those tears, and march your littol fanny back in there. Let her grind a strawberry on your fat bald peepee.

Okie 🥺💦💦💦😭😭😭

After a few times she really likes it. She loves to keep going, pushing her belly down on mmy even after she cummies. Crying and grinding, kicking her skinny legs like a froggy swimming, till her fifth climax so hard she collapses against her and pisses all over her. 😭😭💦💦💦💦💦 Squealing how much she loves herrrrr 😭😭😭💦💦💦

[capricioussun]

Could I maybe....just once.........give Void a littol kiss?

"How do you feel about kisses?"

Void's hands stilled as he processed the question. Blinking, he set his pen down and turned to look at his guest.

"Kisses?"

"Kisses," they confirmed with a nod, settling themselves in the cushioned chair across from him.

"I've heard mixed reviews. I suppose I'm neutral on the subject." He looked back to his work, brow bones furrowing as he inspected his desk for something.

They watched as folders and papers were shuffled about with practiced ease, until he'd found something and brought it closer, narrowing his eyes as he read.

"Okay. What about kisses...for you?"

"I don't have lips," he mumbled distractedly, not even bothering to give them that Look he reserved for whenever they asked questions like this.

"Kisses don't have to be on the lips," the guest repositioned themselves, raising their legs over one arm of the chair and curling against the back. "They can be on the cheek, or the forehead maybe. Don't pretend you've never kissed your cats on their stupid little heads."

Void rolled his eyes setting his work back down, finally turning an unamused look on them. "What is it you're really asking me, Moon?"

"They wanna kiss you, boss man."

"Don't call me that-" he straightened, frowning, "who?"

They pointed upward, and Void glanced up for an instant before he cringed, a scowl pinching his features.

"Moon." Flat and annoyed and perfectly reflecting his expression.

They chuckled, shrugging, "You know who I mean, Papyrus. The ones I told about you. Or, well, mostly just one, in this case." They hesitated at that, amending, "Maybe. I don't actually know how many. But one who's asked. Very politely, might I add."

His glare eased as they spoke, something tired seeping into it. "What exactly have you been telling them about me?"

Shuffling into a new position with their legs crossed, they only offered a smile, "This and that. All true things...I think."

Sighing, Void leaned back in his chair, setting his pen down fully to cross both sets of arms. His focus went glassy as he stared somewhere past them in the room, exhaustion becoming more apparent.

After a long moment, the guest hummed. "You've been up too long, haven't you?"

Slowly, he pulled his gaze back to the present and rested it on them, quirking an incredulous brow bone.

"Humor me," they responded, almost softly.

Void's eyes travelled to the mess cluttering his desk and he sat up straighter again, "Once I finish this and hand it over to Ash, I'll rest."

Pulling something from their robe, the guest waved it with a smile.

"Kiss for good luck?"

That odd cat plush hung from their hand. He rolled his eyes as if to say 'I should've expected that' and then settled back into that signature, scathing Look.

"Just a little one," they bobbed the doll as if it were nodding, too, "promise."

Their eyes locked unwaveringly for a moment, until he sighed, bringing up a hand to pinch his nasal ridge. The guest's smile broadened slightly, but they waited patiently until he looked back to them.

"Just once, correct?"

"Correct."

Rolling his eyes yet again, he shook his head in disapproval of his own easy surrender before conceding and raising a hand for them to place the plush into.

Its craftsmanship crude at best, the strange little plush still held an undeniable charm. The weight of its presence less so, but to some degree, he might've understood. Almost.

With practiced care he himself was unaware of, Void brought the doll close and placed a gentle kiss to the top of its head. For the briefest of moments, it felt like a head cradled in his hand rather than a toy...but when he opened his eyes only two beads looked back at him.

Drawing a deeper breath, his senses alerted him to movement just before his guest's hand appeared, next to him now. They accepted the plush easily, and he turned his head to watch for a moment, as they fixed the fur before tucking it back into their robe.

"See? Not so bad. Maybe even nice?"

"Absolutely grueling."

The guest sighed, rolling their head back. Then, they chuckled. "Whatever you say, edgelord."

"Don't call me that."

He turned back to his work, ignoring the way their gaze on him lingered. Until suddenly something pressed against his skull, right on his sphenoid bone, light enough to tickle and gone before he could finish turning his head.

"You said once," he glowered at them, no real heat to his tone.

"You looked like you could use it," they teased, completely unrepentant.

Tucking the toy away, again, this time, Void kept his eyes on the guest until they'd made their way back around the desk. Opting to lean on the chair rather than sit this time, they slanted a sympathetic smile at him.

"Actually take a break soon, alright?"

With a huff of breath bordering on a scoff, he hesitated almost petulantly before nodding once. The both of them knew full well he'd stop when he stopped and not a moment sooner. But the guest could hope. He could use decent judgment sometimes.

They walked out the door and their presence vanished, but Void watched after them for a long moment. Drawing a deep breath, he leaned forward and attempted to pull his focus back to the task at hand. The faint warmth that still tingled beside his eye socket didn't help. Although...perhaps the distraction wasn't wholly unwelcome.