#so muggy

[gretagator]

Old Muggy drawing from 2021

[cozylittleartblog]

boycotting instagram today, so i'll have to post my new stickers to tumblr instead :') stickers ship free in the US!

[b33-fus]

would you guys belive me if i said i drew for like 10 hours striaght today

mmmmm think tank mmmmmmm

I worked like- insanely hard on this today, so, reblogs are greatly appreciated, and other than that, i really hope you guys enjoy this one, its my first time drawing them as humans

I included close ups of everyone, and i also decided to draw what i thought their eyes would look like, so i included close ups of those, aswell as m u g g y osidhfolsihgodfihgf

teehee, enjoy

[samglyph]

This Steller Saturday brought to you by one soggy boy

[ladsofsorrow24]

誘惑の summer vacation (x)

commission link -> (x)

[irenecatz]

Yeah I gave up on victor 😭 I did all of these as practice for drawing securitrons

And they suckkkkkk

I’ll do them when I have motivation victor sucked the life out of me ok I hope you enjoy them

[sidetongue]

pretty even in the scorching sun

[skinnypaleangryperson]

It's been funny because I've been emotionally traumatized by the BoJack fandom across multiple platforms more times than I can even be bothered to remember at this point, and have done terrible things in return, but I've been fixated on this show for so many years I can't even be bothered to even remember what happened or what any of it was. It's mostly all just a blur.

[flowerbunnyboo]

Them: what’s your current obsession ?

Me:

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Finding Light + Snippet (LU in Healthcare)

(@hermitdrabbles56 @squigglywindy @alasse-earfalas)

(AO3 link)

Legend yawned as he entered the emergency department, energy drink in hand. He felt incredibly sluggish and worn out, torn in different directions between multiple shifts. Not to mention yesterday's fiasco - one day off in between multiple stretches of work never felt like enough. It was barely the amount of time needed to just get his head above water most days, and it figured that his one night off was the one that Warriors decided to drunk text him.

He still didn't know what was wrong with his new friend. People made dumb decisions and got wasted all the time, and it wouldn't surprise him if Wars was one of those people, but in the car... it had definitely seemed like there was more to it.

Sighing, Legend took another swig of his energy drink, pinching his nose to fight the oncoming headache. He didn't have energy to parse this out. All he knew was that Warriors was gone before he'd gotten up the next day. The military nurse had folded the blanket and left a thank you note and hadn't said two words to him since, despite a text he'd sent this afternoon.

Passing by the waiting room, Legend saw that there was a large group of people waiting. Dread weighed heavily in his stomach. Great. More fun times cleaning up day shift's mess - a room full of people who had been waiting for hours meant everyone would be annoyed, and they'd have to start doing protocol orders just to get things moving since the doctors were lagging. He hoped he wouldn't get triage.

As he wandered into the staff room, he caught sight of Warriors, who was staring at his phone absentmindedly. Legend immediately made his way over to him.

"Hey," he said quietly.

Wars glanced up, his face neutral, and then he gave a small smile. "Hey. Thanks for last night, sorry to put you in that position."

"Yeah, about that--"

"Did you see the waiting room?" he continued, barreling over Legend's words. "Tonight's going to be busy to start."

Before Legend could continue, the charge nurse entered and started huddle. "Hey, everyone, happy Friday! We have 100 patients in the department, 34 in the waiting room. Staffing's pretty good tonight, we're only down one nurse and two techs. Here are the assignments."

Legend bit his tongue as Warriors was assigned the behavioral health unit, and he himself was assigned the 300 block. He'd hunt his friend down later.

XXX

It was quiet. But it was a different kind of quiet from home. Home was solitary, quiet with gentle nature but also isolation. Beautiful and lonely, peaceful and too still all at once. But here it was a warm quiet, like the comfortable silence one felt while resting with friends and family.

The stained glass spilled colors into the area, bathing him in blues and greens and reds as the sun continued to set. A few candles were lit in around little shrines and statues, and one notable one in the center over the altar.

Sky sighed, trying to breathe in the peace of this place.

He wasn't entirely sure what was wrong with him. Things were better than they used to be. He wasn't spending one day to the next wondering if he'd live or die. He wasn't separated from friends and family. Sure, he was more distant from those he'd bonded with over the last couple years, but... was that... was that what was wrong? That he'd trauma bonded with those people and now they were less prominent in his life?

He didn't know. He was just tired. He was always tired now.

He hated it.

Sun had suggested he go home, but he wasn't sure. She wasn't there anymore anyway, so what was left for him? Instead, he tried looking up somewhere familiar to go, somewhere safe. A cabin in the mountains was familiar, away from people was safe. He loved it there.

But it was so damn quiet. But he wanted quiet. He was exhausted dealing with people but he wanted to be around people. But everything was so new and different here. He'd chosen this city because it was the only place a pilot's position was available, and in such a familiar capacity too. He hadn't...

He hadn't expected to see them. Any of them. But they were so happy to see him, and he hadn't known what to make of that either. Why would they be happy? He'd abandoned them.

He couldn't lie to himself and say that it didn't mean the world to him, though. But he felt guilty about that too, because now they wanted to spend time with him and catch up with him, and he just sat there and soaked up the attention and barely asked anything in return.

He felt like lately he just took and took and took. He had nothing to give.

He had nothing to give.

Sky slid to his knees, leaning heavily on the pew in front of him. Give me light. Give me hope. I can't give to others if I don't have any for myself. Please...

Give me hope. Give me hope.

He didn't know how to fix this. He didn't even know if he could. All he knew was he felt his life draining out of him, like he was bleeding from an invisible wound.

This was so stupid. He had no right to feel this way.

You have every right to feel this way, a voice whispered, a quiet reminder in the hurricane of thoughts in his mind. Sky took a shuddering breath, holding it as his world froze a moment.

Then he huffed out a tired laugh, relenting as he stared at the lit candle. "Fine. You're right."

Didn't make it any easier to deal with, though.

Sky's phone buzzed, and he looked at it distractedly before gazing back at the altar, silently asking for permission. Then he sat on the pew once more, checking his text message.

SKY HI you wanna get ice cream?? just got out of class and it's SO FRIGGING MUGGY EW I NEED ICE CREAM LET'S GET SOME

Sky smiled, Wind's excitement being infectious even through a simple speech bubble. Then he looked back at the candle, watching it flicker gently, before his gaze drifted down to the golden little doorway hidden from view by a veil.

"Thanks," he said softly before getting up to meet with Wind.

XXX

The first thing Hyrule thought when he pulled up to the house was this is going to be a pain to extricate her if she can't walk.

They were dispatched for someone withdrawing from their medication. The woman was reportedly unable to walk. She was on the second floor of a two-story home that had a gravel driveway and uneven paved steps leading up to the front porch.

Just as he was grabbing the stair chair, however, Mo, who had entered first alongside the fire department, waved him off. "Fire's going to help her walk out here. We just need to get the stretcher ready."

Relieved, the medic put the stair chair away in the side compartment of the ambulance and helped his partner prep the stretcher as the firefighters approached with the patient. One of the firefighters was carrying a couple of the woman's supplies - a large pink trash bag filled with items and a purse. As Hyrule and Mo lifted the patient and stretcher into the ambulance, the firefighter deposited the items on the bench seat. Hyrule thanked his fellow first responders and then hopped in the back to assist Mo.

Thankfully, despite the woman's distress and uncomfortable symptoms, she wasn't in dire need. While a trip to the hospital was necessary for her, Hyrule didn't have to be the one to do it. The 12-lead was unremarkable and her vitals were within defined limits. Mo gave him a thumbs up, and Hyrule hopped out of the truck to drive while Mo ran the call. Hyrule merrily listened to the radio, keeping a careful listening ear out in case his partner needed anything, and drove them to the hospital.

Upon their arrival, Hyrule told dispatch they were at the ER, walked to the back of the truck and opened the doors and saw Mo putting the patient's enormous trash bag on her lap. Confused, he was about to ask why his partner didn't just place the bag behind the patient - they had a little cubby behind the back of the stretcher where they could place things, after all. It seemed rude to put that on her lap.

But then Mo placed the purse on the woman as well. And then another bag of belongings. And then a trash bag filled with toiletries. And then a clear bag filled with shampoos and conditioners. And then another bag filled with more clothes.

Hyrule stared as the patient progressively disappeared beneath enough personal items to fill a luggage rack in a hotel - heck, the patient had become the luggage rack in a hotel. Hyrule tried his absolute hardest to not laugh, but the patient was out of sight and he kept making eye contact with Mo, who was looking increasingly more exasperated.

He supposed the firefighters had brought a few more personal items than he'd realized.

As the pair wheeled in their pile of luggage (and somewhere in its midst was their patient), Hyrule was half tempted to tell the charge nurse they were checking in for the night.

It only got better when he realized they were giving report to Legend, whose eyebrows immediately rose to his hairline as they entered.

[gretagator]

I love Fallout so much I will KMS

This is also an actual quote from Old World Blues (except it's not about Fallout but. mugs.) Muggy isn't just a character but also a state of mind

This is great too. Never felt so seen in my life. Me when the character I relate to the most is a miniature robot who is obsessed with mugs

[cozylittleartblog]

four year old muggy fanart that i can't BELIEVE i never posted.

fun fact! i heard about cuphead because I was looking at muggy fanart on deviantart in high school and the algorithm started showing me cuphead fanart too. i thought people were just really into giving muggy like, a whole little toon-sona. it took me a minute to figure out it was a Separate Game And Character Entirely.

[notaplaceofhonour]

A/C broke in the middle of fucking summer 😭 And I’m in the hottest room in the house 😭😭😭

[saint0psy]

Old vent page from feb ✌🏻 one of those days…

[babymorte]

even if today falls through it’s okay because im beyond stoked for tomorrow. i just really hope it doesn’t rain

[dramaticpandabear]

I love Muggy so much <3