#look at that lil pug

[jackienova]

Sprocket ⚙️💗🐶🐾✨

[bongwaterlemonade]

HE 👏 GOT 👏 ANTS 👏 ON 👏 HIM 👏👏👏

[insoupid]

One time my manager was discussing who should promote next with one of my coworkers who was also my friend and when my name was brought up she said she wouldn't promote me.

My friend asked why and the manager responded "idk something about her face just bothers me"

Real for that

[odddogs]

my dog Jude (half pug, 1/3 chihuahua 1/3 pom) and I was always told he looked like a lil alien

reminds me of a cheeky lil monkey, extremely cute, maxed out charisma stats, also maxed out homosexual stats

[crystaltoa]

Spinax should be a pug in this AU.

Earth-based Human AU where Hydraxon is Axonn and Brutaka's adoptive son, and also a lawyer.

He was involved with his parents' divorce proceedings.

[thenativetank]

VA Native Fish Hunting 27 (and 28)

This update covers a couple of trips so I apologize in advance for length! But I found some very cool finds and can't help but share.

My goal for this trip was to find some Sheepshead Minnows for my 29 gallon tank that I wanted to repurpose into a brackish tank. I thought it would be really cool to add in some local brackish green algae, some brackish fish and shrimps, and add in some local drift wood and rockwork.

I went to this location without my phone because I planned on going waist deep in water. I caught a fair number of shrimps (yay!) and no algae or Sheepshead Minnows (boo!). Funny enough, my traps only caught a single fish - and not one I expected.

The only fish I was able to find was a single Rainwater Killifish (Lucania parva). This was SO COOL and SO WEIRD because I've caught maybe a hundred fish in traps in this location and never once caught this species. My tank is perfect for him so I snatched him up.

Not a live fish find - but this Atlantic Crab shell was massive and I couldn't resist picking it up.

So I decided to maximize my chances of finding more Rainwater Killies, I would place some traps overnight and attempt to check them in the morning. Multiple drives aren't my fave but I wanted to try.

Before checking the traps the next day, I did some shark tooth hunting because, well, there are shark teeth to be found. I got a couple of fine ones (pictures at bottom) but also managed to catch this lil Squareback Marsh Crab. I have a soft spot for the little Sesarmid crabs. They always look so odd.

So I checked my traps to find...

Wow. A lot of fish. Maybe 30 or 40 fish between my three traps.

Probably 60% of them were Mummichogs (Fundulus heteroclitus) - a fave of mine in the area. They are brackish fish which would be great in my 29, but they really need a lot more room than that. They need 55 and up to be active and healthy.

Another 30% of the fish were Sheepshead Minnows (Cyprinodon variegatus) - a pug like little fish that would be perfect in the 29, but they are fighters and would no doubt beat on the Rainwater killies. So back they go. For awareness, these orange and blue dudes are males.

The female Sheepshead Minnows are no slouches in the beauty department, but still possibly too mean. So back they went too.

The last 10% of fish were Mosquitofish. I sadly did not get a single Rainwater Killifish. What a bummer. Just means I will need to check other areas - maybe a kayak trip in the near future.

Bonus - I got maybe 7 shark teeth in all. Nothing too exciting, these were the 3 largest. But always kind of fun to find regardless.

[crystalverse-project]

before the youtooz dan plushes came out i commissioned these two lil goobers from an etsy shop (i'll give the link on request) i got dan first in january 2023 and then after a few months he looked lonely so i reunited him with trayaurus that april ;-;

they're VERY loved!! i adore them and they're a huge comfort. i have the dan youtooz plush (with the pug and figure coming soon) but these feel particularly special <3

lil guys 💚💙

[mattscoquette]

https://www.tumblr.com/mattscoquette/755843082008903680/omgomgomg-i-just-found-a-stuffed-pug-on-amazon

Do I buy it?? I really want to but idk if it seems a lil weird that I’m buying a stuffed animal just because it looks like Matt’s😭

girl u do u. if u think it’s cute buy it. i bought a hoodie matt wore once lol

[muffinrecord]

The ugly anime sprites are just the pugs of the magireco battle sprites

asfdafsafsa lmaooo

This reminded me of when I said anime yachiyo's sprite looks like a lil wet dog. Still by far my most favorite post I've ever made.

Now I know that not only is she an unhappy dog sitting in a bath, she is also a pug. Bless you for this mental image.

[lonely-vault-boy]

What dogs would the Harbingers have?

Part 1 of 2

Ok well in the Genshin universe Childe technically has this lil fella follow him around in Inazuma-

And I had that whole thing with him and a rift hound back in ye olden days before they actually came out.

But I’m just gonna use normal dogs bc I can

Pierro- Caribert (St Bernard)

Yeah that’s it’s name. It’s not referencing anything at all, and it definitely doesn’t serve as a reminder for all that was taken from his people

Low key I think it’s bc they’re big and skilled rescue dogs (since Khaenri’ah needed to be rescued- I mean what)

Capitano- Soldier (German Shepard)

He had never named something before. He called it soldier as if it was a standard recruit, but eventually that just became the name

A bit cliche, but I think it suits him. They’re loyal and intelligent. They’re also very capable dogs who don’t need constant attention

Dottore- Pie (bulldog mix thing)

Was named P13 bc that was it’s testing number (he created it himself as a cloning test). Childe started calling it Pie and it just kinda stuck

Bulldogs/Pugs/etc are notoriously inbred and I feel like that’s the closest thing

Columbina- ✨ Pom-Pom ✨ (Pomeranian)

She says she named it after a cute bunny she saw once, but that’s probably just more of her riddles

She carries him around in her arms and he sleeps on her chest

Arlecchino- Fang (pitbull)

It sounded intimidating to potential traitors

I think pitbulls get a lotta shit that’s undeserved. That being said, I feel like she’d want a dog more prone to aggression. Sometimes the two of them go on traitor-hunting missions together

Pulcinella- Muffin (mini schnauzer)

Childe let it slip to his siblings that there was a dog named Pie. When Pulcinella got a dog of his own, he agreed to let Childe’s siblings name it. They picked Muffin to fit the theme

Idk they’re underrated and I adore them. They’re also really sweet and can be pretty playful

Sandrone- Schrödinger (chihuahua)

She named it after a fellow woman of science

It looks cute it a weird way, but it’s also the most viscous and bloodthirsty creature you’ve ever met

[ditzydreamsss]

he fell for him (but literally)

if you. cant tell already, i freaking love the fallen au. literally pinned the original post on my discord so i can get my little box of serotonin any time i want (is that weird, i just really like the arts,,)

bizly falls so he can join grizzly (500 word drabble)

and a lil rant on how my brain expanded on that au at the end :D

Wings sprouted from his back as he fell hundreds of blocks into the pit. More feathers being ripped away from the wind than actually growing, and a constant feeling of your hair getting ripped out but ten times worse because the new anatomy was fresh and vulnerable. He held on to much of the wings as possible, but it didn't do much.

He thought he'd hit bedrock, but no, he just kept falling into the void because there was already a giant hole in the bedrock layers.

It must've been so much more painful for Grizz.

Then his lungs were being ripped out, drained, squeezed until there was nothing left. But he couldn't die, he was still immortal. And he fell, deeper and deeper into the darkness of the void until he felt something somewhat familiar: teleportation.

His sunglasses felt somewhat different.

He had a new anatomy.

He was where Grizzly was.

His sunglasses were lifted up for a second, rubbing his eyes and looking around. Red, a lot of red-

A knife at his throat.

Everything was still blurry and dizzy, but he knew who it was. He'd recognize those eyes anywhere.

"Grizzly?"

Red eyes, brown hair with a streak of white, ram horns and pug ears. A great, black wing raised high in the air in authority.

Cold laughter filled the Nether, echoing around the duo.

"You've come here to chase me even after death? Oh, I thought it would be Charlie, or even Condi!" Charlie's name was spat with venom. Grizzly had a psychotic smile. Kind of hot-

"But."

The knife inched closer to his throat.

"I guess I should've known you'd betray me too." Grizzly's voice was almost soft, if not for the slight singing of the words and the anger behind it. "Bizly."

His mind froze. His name. His name coming from Grizzly- said like that-

He hated it.

“Grizz-”

“Don’t say my name!” Grizzly hissed. Blood dripped onto Bizly’s hands.

Bizly couldn’t move. Not even to flinch away from the pain. More blood. But he... did deserve it, didn’t he? He was so pathetic. Couldn’t even stand up for someone he loved. His cheeks were wet, and something was running down his face. But it almost instantly disintegrated into the air. The knife was lifted from his throat, and he almost chased after it.

He didn’t register the knife being flung away, the loud clunk of it hitting the floor. He couldn’t process the warmth of arms around him, a body being pressed against him. A hand uncovering his hoodie and resting itself on his hair. Wings surrounding them.

Only the presence, the familiar scent was translated into comfort.

They exchanged no words. Not even “sorrys”. But they both knew what they meant. Regret, guilt, anger, shock, it was all thrown out the window when the two made contact.

They’d figure something out. Right?

But for now, the only thing that mattered to the fallen duo were their hands laced together, wings uneasily converging, and feeling each other’s presence, their heartbeats slowly falling into one simple rhythm.

-🌹🟦 -

So Grizzly's been corrupted by the apple. Apple was trying to take over Fallen Grizzly, and almost succeeded before Bizly landed. Apple's goal is to cause destruction and pain because it feeds on that. That's why even though Grizzly's gay as shit in this au for Bizly (/pos ofc) he doesn't hesitate to almost kill Bizly on the spot. But then Grizzly sees Bizly actually cry and that kinda brings the normal-ish Grizzly back.

Apple saw a moment of vulnerability when Grizzly was physically tired from growing his wings and literally breaking through bedrock with his body, and mentally drained from the betrayal.

Bizly doesn't even care anymore. Grizzly's like "oh shit thats my bf, apple get out of here"

They never exactly talk about it but Bizly's overheard Grizzly talking to himself (apple) enough to vaguely know what's going on. So he shows more affection than he usually would in an attempt to prevent apple from completely corrupting Grizz. This doesn't last forever.

[starryevermore]

all those chickens ✧ commander wolffe

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request: Star Wars request?  reader making Gen Z references while infiltrating a base and everyone is just “wtf” but as soon as they stop it’s all hands on deck coz reader is just silent and that ain’t normal so ⭐️PaNiC⭐️ turns out…there was a lil porg and they turned comms off to save it  - anon

pairing: commander wolffe x fem!reader

summary: wolffe does not understand all of the strange references you make to the culture of your home planet, earth. but, when you go silent on a mission, wolffe finds himself worried at the lack of communication. 

word count: 1,835

warnings?: reader is from earth, i’ll be honest there’s a fair mix of both millennial and gen z references in this but whatcha gonna do about it, not proofread

Commander Wolffe didn’t pretend to understand you. Trying to understand you was like trying to understand the Force—it only ever gave him a migraine so intense he would rather listen to C-3PO talk for hours on end without interruption. Or, perhaps, that was a bit extreme—no one could listen to that droid talk that long without wanting to bash their head through a wall. But, nevertheless, whenever Wolffe attempted to understand the strange things you would say, the references you would make to a culture only you were familiar with, it left him with more questions than answers.

After all, why were you doing something for the vine? What the hell was a “no bones” day and why was it being determined by a geriatric animal? (A pug? What the kark was a pug?) Why did you pick up a glass of blue milk and mutter “what is wrong with you? why are you blue?” before laughing like you told the most amazing joke in the galaxy? And never mind the words and phrases themselves you would use—“rizz”, “stan”, “yeet”, “bussin’”, “vibe check”, “I’m weak”, “main character energy”, “borg”. And don’t get him started on how you would end words with “-ussy”! 

It was one of the very few times that Wolffe questioned the Jedi General Plo Koon in his decision to have you join them. In Wolffe’s view, no matter what benefits you might bring to fighting the war, it was all substantially lessened by the fact that you didn’t make a bit of sense half the time. And don’t get him started about how you always seem shocked when he or his brothers didn’t understand whatever bantha shit you were going on about. 

“You wouldn’t last a day on Earth,” you’d muttered once when he questioned why you put on an accent and said “airport? I’m not going to the airport.” when Wolffe said you needed to report to the hangar. 

“I would sooner walk into an active battle zone without any weapons than I would step foot on your planet,” he’d said. 

“Weird flex but okay.”

He didn’t miss the flash of hurt on your face, though, he said that. It was that day that he learned your planet, in a galaxy far, far, away, had been destroyed and you were one of the very few survivors. And, well, while Wolffe might not have experienced a loss on the scale of billions, he did know loss. And he knew a thing or two about trying to keep the memory of lost loved ones alive. So, while he might not have understood every strange thing you said, he didn’t give you as much of a hard time about anymore. 

That said, it still confused the hell out of him everything you referenced something from your culture. Even now, as you joined the 104th on a mission and kept going on and on about things Wolffe could never dream of understanding. For a brief moment, you had even ran ahead of them, chasing after a group of porgs, until Wolffe ordered you back to his side. He couldn’t let you run out into a trap, after all.  

“Look at all those chickens!” you said, looking out the porgs roaming around. The little buggers seemed to have infiltrated the Separatist base on their own. It was almost funny, actually, imaging the little critters annoying the clankers. 

Comet looked at you, his head titled. His bucket shielded his facial expressions, but Wolffe was almost certain that Comet was looking at you like you said that the porgs were rancors or something equally wild. “Those are porgs?”

“It’s a reference to something on the foliage app,” Sinker said. He looked at you for confirmation. “Right?”

“It’s called Vine,” Wolffe grunted. When he looked back at you, he saw a smile on your face. His heart stuttered. (Why? You smiled all the time. It was almost annoying, how smiley you were.) “What?”

“You remembered. I thought you didn’t care when I babbled on about Earth things.”

“I neither have to care nor understand what you’re talking about to listen to you,” Wolffe said.

“I think you care,” you said. You bumped your shoulder against his. “You act like a big, strong wolf, but really you’re a sweet, little puppy. All bark, no bite.”

Wolffe barred his teeth, snarling at you, but it did little to stop the laughter echoing throughout the Wolfpack. You lifted your chin, smiling widely at him. Then, you raised your arm, your hand resting on top of his bucket, before you tapped it once, twice—pat, pat!

The Wolfpack’s laughter turned into near howls. Comet nearly doubled over. Booster slung an arm around your shoulder, tugging you closer to him. A spark rose in Wolffe’s chest. He wasn’t sure what he was more upset by—your teasing or one of his brothers touching you. 

“Warthog, Y/N, go find the control room and extract the information we need. The rest of us will deal with the clankers,” Wolffe grunted, trying to stamp out his frustration as they neared the control room in the Separatist base. 

He had no right to be upset, after all. Why would he? You were another member of his squad. You were a friend. That was it. Surely, there had to be some other reason that Wolffe was so bothered by this. Maybe it had something to do with it being so long since they were on leave. Maybe he was just missing companionship in general, and that was making him feel things toward you. You were, after all, the only woman he saw on a day to day basis. Yes. That’s what it was. It was nothing personal. 

…Right?

Wolffe kept his focus on scouting ahead, ignoring the laughter from his brothers. As he put some distance between himself and you, Comet jogged up to join him. Kriff. This wasn’t going to be good. 

His younger brother bumped his shoulder against Wolffe’s, and practically crowed, “Oh, Wolffe! You’re such a little puppy!”

“Watch it,” Wolffe growled. His grip on his blaster tightened, his knuckles turning white. “Focus on the mission.”

Sinker laughed. “C’mon, vod, how can we take you seriously when you’re all bark, no bite?”

“Oh, lay off him,” Boost said. Wolffe wanted to believe his brother was on his side, but Boost was, perhaps, probably the worst about teasing him. He knew Wolffe long enough to know all the ways to get under his skin, and he always took full advantage of it. “He just cares so much, he doesn’t know what to do with himself!”

Wolffe stomped ahead, feeling something akin to a petulant child, as his brothers’ laughter echoed around him. Why did they have to make this something it wasn’t? Why did they act like there was something there? 

But, why was there this…uneasy feeling settling over him? Wolffe’s hand dropped to his comm. You hadn’t said anything for a long time. Why was that? Usually, he couldn’t get you to shut up. You always had some sort of commentary, whether it be those ridiculous Earth references or it be you just babbling on about whatever it was you were doing at the moment. 

“Y/N, do you copy?” he asked into his comm. 

Silence. 

Panic settled deep in his chest. He repeated the question a second, then a third, time. He never got a response. 

“Warthog, is Y/N with you? She’s not answering her comm.”

“Uhh…”

Wolffe almost preferred the silence. An unsure answer…Well, that usually meant there had been some sort of trouble. And if you were caught in that trouble…Wolffe shuddered at the thought. You were part of his squad. You were someone he was supposed to look out for. Wolffe wasn’t sure if he could stand it if something happened to you. He didn’t want to lose another member of his squad. 

But…Well, it went deeper than that, didn’t it? If something happened…If he never got to see you smile again, if he never got to hear you laugh, if he never was left scratching his head at some strange thing you said, Wolffe’s life would feel incomplete. He would miss you. He would more than miss you. He would tear apart the entire galaxy if it meant getting revenge on whoever would hurt a hair on your head.

“Yes or no, trooper?” Wolffe barked. 

“Well, she was just here, sir. And now…she’s not.”

“What the kark is that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know! I just looked up and she was gone!”

“Well, find her!” Wolffe snapped. 

As Wolffe turned to look for you, too, he shot at a couple of clankers that had rounded the corner before taking off in search of you. Kriff. Was he the only one whose brain fully formed? Why the hell would you just wander off like that? Why the hell wouldn’t Warthog immediately report that? Why the hell didn’t Warthog keep a closer eye on you? Anything could happen out here!

“What’s wrong?” Comet asked, firing at a clanker, as he saw Wolffe double back. “Are we retreating?”

“Warthog lost Y/N,“ he growled.

“Damn. Better go find your girl then,” Comet said. 

“She’s not—just, watch my six, okay?”

Thankfully, he didn’t need to go far. As he neared the control room, he saw blaster fire and a clanker fall, then heard your voice as you said, “There ya go, baby. Evil droid is all gone!”

“What the kriff do you think you’re doing?” Wolffe asked when he got nearer. 

“Was saving this little fella,” you said. You were cradling the porg in your arms as if it were a baby. When you looked up at Wolffe, your eyes were wide, your lips in a pout. He fought the urge to reach out, grab you by the face, and kiss you until you couldn’t breathe. “Can we keep him, please? He could be the mascot of the 104th!”

“…I’m going to pretend you didn’t ask that.”

“He’s just a baby! Say hi, baby!” you cooed. You lifted the porg, which squawked in Wolffe’s face. 

Wolffe reached out, grasping your arm in his hand, and began tugging you away. “C’mon, we got what we needed. Let’s get outta here.”

“But the baby—”

“…Take it up with the General.” Wolffe paused, then took a moment to look you over, make sure that you didn’t earn any injuries in your impromptu rescue mission. “And, Y/N…?”

“Yes?”

“…don’t ever go silent on me like that again.”

A smile tugged at your lips. “Even if it means you have to listen to my silly little Earth references?”

Wolffe almost held back, almost didn’t say what he was thinking. But, well…He really didn’t like it when he thought something had happened to you. And so he said, “I would rather hear your strange references than never hear from you again.”

And he meant every word. 

[opheliajupiter99]

MLP Broodmother Virus: Rotten Apples (The long-awaited continuation at last :D)

*Big Mac was lying in bed, his bulky form making the bed sink down slightly from how long he'd been laying upon it. He got infected with the virus early on, but his dearly devoted sister AJ had kept it hidden in an effort to avoid Twilight's inquisitive eye. She was an honest Apple, but perhaps even more so, she was stubborn, and a family-mare at heart.*

*Applejack entered his room, carrying a steaming bowl of stew in an outstretched hoof, closing the door with her back hoof. Big Mac had already 'birthed' his larvae, but as the larvae had inherited his bulky frame, the gestation had been much more exhausting than typical, and was now resting up due to his weakened state.*

AJ: Ya awake, sugarcube? Ah made this real special for ya.

Big Mac: *Rolling over in his bed to face her and smiling weakly.* Yuuup.

AJ: Good. Now come on, sit up now.

*Applejack helped him sit up in his bed, his eyes still a bit reddened and his coat pale. He wasn't quite as bad as Pinkie yet, looking relatively healthy, but he likely wasn't far from a similar state. Either way, his dear sister helped him to eat, smiling as lovingly to him as she did when he was healthy.*

*A knock at the front door echoed, making AJ pause to look towards the sound, then huffed.*

AJ: Ah gotta go check on that. Finish it up as best ya can, and remember ta stay quiet, alright?

Big Mac: Yuuup.

*Applejack exited his room and entered the living room, gaining a small smile as she spotted Applebloom on the rug, playing around with the pair of larvae, flicking her tail about and giggling as she played chase with the pair, the somewhat sluggish larvae scooting along behind her, one sporting upright ears and the other with folded, pug-like ears.*

AJ: Heh, well ya three sure are gettin' along like a barn on fire, huh?

Applebloom: AJ! Hehe yeah, we sure are! Ah told ya sis, ah make a great aunt!

AJ: Yep, ya sure do. But ya three gotta hide out in the kitchen for the bit, alright? Somepony's at the door.

Applebloom: Oh, right! Come on lil' critters, follow Aunty Applebloom!

*Applebloom skipped along towards the kitchen, the larvae following close behind. Just knowing that Big Mac was alright, and the prospect of having little nephews, even if they -were- giant bugs, had made Applebloom so excited she hadn't stopped to think much about how this all was affecting the other ponies. After all, it was treating her family fine, so it couldn't be that bad, right?*

(Drama, body horror mentions, and mentions of death beyond this point)

*Applejack swung the front door open, at which stood a very stressed and frazzled-looking Twilight Sparkle, doing her best to maintain a friendly smile despite the lack of sleep and frightening information she'd heard back at her facility*

AJ: Oh, howdy sugarcube, ya feelin' alright?

Twilight: No AJ, I'm not. Look, I'm going to cut to the chase for everypony's sake; have you been purposely spreading the sickness I've been telling you about?

AJ: What? What kinda question is that? Ah course I haven't! *Usually, Applejack was an awful liar, being the Element of Honesty and all, but for the sake of her brother's safety, she'd been practicing. She knew Twilight would come to the door about this -eventually- after all, though she'd hoped it'd wouldn't be this early.*

Twilight: *Staring at AJ for a long moment, then looking her over. She didn't -look- sick; which was true, she wasn't, at least not yet. She thought for a long moment...then sighed heavily.* I....o-okay, AJ. I'm going to have faith in you. With how Pinkie's been acting, I wouldn't be surprised if she just said it to get me out of the lab. Just...please. If you know anything at all, please tell me.

*Applejack thought for a few moments, trying to think of something else to say, but she was saved by the bell - or rather, the scroll - when a burst of green flame poofed a scroll before Twilight's eyes, an obvious message from Spike, who she'd left back at the facility, in a secure room of course.*

Twilight: O-Oh...heh, r-right...I'm sorry, I need to read this.

*Applejack nodded, thankful for the interruption. Twilight's eyes moved side to side quickly as she read over the note...and with each word she read, her heart sunk lower and lower, her eyes widening and pupils growing smaller, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. She just...stood there for a few moments, reeling, barely moving a muscle, before tears finally began to stream down her eyes. Applejack blinked, not sure what to do or say at first, but eventually rose a shaky hoof to rest upon Twilight's shoulder.*

AJ: H-Hey, it's alright sugarcube.

Twilight: *Silent at first, but eventually spoke shakily and softly* R-Rainbow....R-Rainbow's dead.

AJ: W-What?!

Twilight: She's dead...P-Pinkie escaped and...o-oh Celestia, it's not even just Rainbow...the w-whole facility's...j-just...*She took in a shaky breath, closing her eyes tightly and sniffling, whole body shaking as her brain struggled to process what was going on. After some time of this, she took in another deep breath, opening her tear-stricken eyes and looking towards AJ*

Twilight: You need to stay indoors, and make sure t-this house...this house is s-secure. This...has become a -much- bigger problem, very...very quickly. I want to stay...to help you all get through this...b-but, I'm the Princess...I need to go wherever I'm needed. Just...just please stay inside - and try to contact Rarity. Hopefully, she can help with...w-with whatever you might need. *She was still an utter wreck, but she was trying to stuff those feelings down as deep as they could for the sake of protecting what little she had left at this point.*

AJ: *Much like Twilight, she also just stood there in silence for a few moments. She felt conflict through her heart, knowing just how bad this was getting...but she'd seen those larvae firsthand, she knew they weren't evil, at least not intentionally; and if she'd learned anything from the bats debacle with Fluttershy, it's that some animals can't help but destroy just by virtue of existing. She wanted to tell Twilight the truth...but she just couldn't - not when her brother's life was at stake. Finally, she just nodded, letting Twilight go on her way, closing the door and turning to face the living room. Now that she was alone, she quickly fell to her knees and began to cry.*

(Sorry that this was darker/sadder than most of the other ones. This -is- horror after all, we're really ramping up now! Lol)

[bluegekk0]

Can I just say how much I adore your Grimm design? The more muscular torso in contrast to his slim figure in the game is incredibly intimidating on its own, but the added horror that is his cape makes him terrifying. I particularly love how you draw his mouth. The inclusion of his fangs and the way his face is structured makes him snakelike, especially with his scaly torso texture. He is certainly something bugs would see in their nightmares. Bravo.

The fact that he’s dating a puppy-eyed, round-bellied, therapy-needing shrimp beast makes him even better.

aaah thank you! it means so much to hear this!! i'm personally very happy with his design so i'm glad to see that people like it!

i will admit that the shapes i chose for him were purely self-indulgent. my brain goes crazy for top heavy characters, it's such an aesthetically pleasing silhouette design for me and i think it fits him very nicely, even if it kind of flips his body shape upside down compared to the canon (he's a lot more bottom heavy there). also, i think it's quite obvious by now that i miiiiiight have a lil crush on him haha. not in the usual sense (aroace here after all) but man his design is just so attractive on an aesthetic level to me, i'm obsessed with him. and judging by some of the comments i get under my art of him, it seems to be contagious. so it's a double win in my eyes hahahah

the cloak was a late addition, i struggled with it for a while. if you look at the older art i made of him, there was nothing really unusual about it. it went from a doctor strange like cape (the oldest design, i don't really like it now but i think it looked kinda cool at the time) to something closer to his in game sprites. the biggest change at that point was the addition of the fluffy collar, mainly because i thought it fit him but also because it was less frustrating to draw than those damn collar noodles/petals. i didn't get the doc ock idea until very recently, but it started as something i had in mind for nightmare king as opposed to just grimm. then i decided that screw it, he's a god even in his physical form. he can have a wacky tentacle cloak as a treat. rule of cool and all that. very happy that i went with that in the end, it really gives him that oomph. as a bonus, the way it behaves (splitting, twirling around, forming into sharp spikes) was inspired by the recent spider-man 2 gameplay reveal, and by extension venom in general

the head was also a somewhat recent change, i did stick to a more canon-like round headshape for a while, but i found it to look too pug-like, especially in ship art with fpk. so i returned to my grimm design roots and gave him a longer snout like on the very first design (long snout = more kisses >:) ). very happy with how snake like it ended up looking. i loved the idea of him having vampire like fangs (LOVE vampires. they're like, the coolest. and the sexiest) so the snake appearance was a coincidence, but i am so glad it happened. and like you said, it makes him look even more like a creature from nightmares

and yes, love me a good contrast in a ship. a big beefy vampire that oozes confidence and charisma, and a sad little lizard shaped like a sack of potatoes? yeah they're perfect for each other in my eyes. big "extrovert adopts an introvert" energy there, plus visually they just look really cool together i think. the height difference and the contrast in appearances really add a lot to how dynamic they are as a ship imo

but yeah thank you so much for this again! i went on a bit of a tangent there but it's because it makes me so incredibly happy when people say they enjoy my designs. i try my best to make the au versions of the character "my own" if that makes sense, so it really means a lot to hear positive feedback!

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Demon Baby Au: If Enid & Wednesday ever had to go off and do something w/o the kids who would be the ones most likely to watch over them? I feel like Yoko would use any babysitting time to try and get the kids to like her and see her as the cool aunt & I think that if Pugsley and Pubert had to babysit them they'd get them into the worst shennanigans but am very unsure about what their dynamic would be like with pugs being gluttony & pubert sloth could you tell us more about the dynamic with the other addams? 👀 -🐅

Pubert's a sly dude for someone supposed to be sloth, I wouldn't be surprised if he showed off a lil of his influence to his niece and nephew. Pugsley's vibing and while he definitely looks alot softer compared to the others, the fact that he's always palming an explosive and just reeking off gunpowder makes a mortal raise a brow

Never fails to charm the kids, theyre just so amazed at usual demon stuff

Pubert's got his own lil influence of illegal substance trafficking and pugsley helps control it as an enforcer, the two make a pretty good team!

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Pugs suffer from humans breeding it, it's suffering and your making fun of it. It literally struggles to breath everyday of its sad life :(

They should make breathing machines for pugs then or inhalers

Look at lil bro put it on a breathing machine