#uhoh stinky

[the-other-soup]

guysbi forgot im lactose intolerant and i ate a shit ton of cheesy potatoes im scared for my ass

[ambylotl]

In the festering bogs and blasted heaths, there rules a tyrant as old as time itself; Corgath the Foul Lord! Plague festers from their boils and their blade spreads illness to man and animal alike!

I'm personally not too happy with how it turned out (it's a lot more simplified than what I had in mind originally, but I literally didn't post anything for like two months and I wanted to get something done quick to prove I wasn't dead... so maybe I'll just be drawing more of Corgath in the future to get a better sense of their character. Also, I was thinking of making a new blog just to have creatures like this guy live on their own so I can just fucking flood it with lore and drivel... I'll post something later ig Anyways, have this lil thoughtless beast while I draw some more shiz :>

i got lots of ideas and plenty of time now that I'm out of high school

[bountyhxnter]

Lockdown groans when he is taken down, Lieutenant was much sturdier than he looks. He has to fight his reflexes of wanting to dig that sharp hook deep into Lieutenant's thigh, in turn causing him to just smack him with it. Cans and bags fall off the shelves on the wall to the floor, some busting and getting ingredients everywhere. That arm then goes up to block whatever barrage of claws Lieutenant was about to try and swipe him with, his left hand balling into a fist he was just about to clock the mech right in the side of the helm from his position on the floor but something caught his optic and it stopped before it even swung- Lockdown rolls his helm to the side to see Pharma standing on the third to last step of the staircase in their pent house- arms crossed over broad chest Pharma was glaring daggers into the two mechs, a look that could absolutely kill, red pede tapping the floor unamused. "Fuck." Lockdown curses under his breath. He looks back up to Lieutenant with wide red optics, both of them caught red handed Lockdown gives Lieutenant a push. "Get off of me."

Lieutenant’s vents hiss after slamming into the wall as he bites back any further noises. He would have yelled, cried out, but he kept it at bay. The impact still hurt intensely, which only got worse as Lockdown pushed further against him.

His claws unsheathed, as he grasped into Lockdown’s forearms to force him off. At least just enough to slam his helm into the muscle car’s so he could grasp him by the waist and tackle him to the ground. If he had been close enough, he would have started grabbing appliances from the kitchen counter to use on Lockdown. Alas, he would have to make due with his claws as soon as he gets up from pinning down the bounty hunter.

[talesfromthegameff14]

Prompt #9: Fair -  Alojzij

It was a good day, Al was almost done with the newest gizmo he’s developed for Huxian.  Kakai wanted something inexpensive to make but eye catching.  The fireworks above the mansion this time of year was just the inspiration the hrothgar needed to make the perfect thing.  Shaped like a snowglobe but filled with thin filaments secured within a metal base.  Al pressed the button on the front and the ends of the filaments lit up like tiny stars.  Then another button press and different ones lit up, making a decent simulation of the fireworks shows he’s been listening to the past few nights from the faire.  

At least they were more interesting than the yelling his ears were picking up from another wing, it seemed that Gael and Viola were at it.. Again.  The noise is a minor distraction, but not enough to distract from the show before him.  Eyes wide in wonder, Al watches his creation work.  The display was small, but the fireworks were no less beautiful for their size as he’d managed to capture every color of the rainbow and even the movement of a rocket from ground to sparkle in the air along a field of stars.  He even replicated the smell of... no, that’s not gunpowder? He didn’t put any scent simulators in this?  Was it burning?  No, then what is... Abruptly gagging, Al’s ears laid flat as something rattled up through the vent to plop on the floor of his workshop.  The smell turned a thousand times worse then, the hrothgar's eyes watering and his stomach churning from the noxious odor.  Surely he was dying, but he didn’t want to die!   Hand over his muzzle to try to block the smell, Al ran over to the panel on his wall, fumbled with it to open it, and then smacked the big red button in the center.   This was an emergency!  Sprinklers turned on from the ceiling, spraying everything down in water as small robots on tracks popped out of the walls and zoomed around the floor in search of anything burning.   “That!”, all hollered, pointing at the.. What was that anyway?  An robotic claw on the end of a long aperture extended from the back of one of the squat machines, reaching out to pick it up delicately.  The robot turns to Al, holding it up and starting to move towards him. “No, no, NO! Get rid of et, t’row et out!!”  The robot spun in place before going over to a wall with high windows across the top.  It took all of the roaming bots to make a stack up to the window, but stack they did before opening it up and tossing the offending item out of the room.  Now?  It was someone else’s problem... 

[theblacksheepcz]

so i made FIVE edits but apparently you can post only ONE video per post on tumblr so i mashed them into one >:3

WOE TRANSFEM PIZZANO BE UPON YE 😈 AND GIZZANO AND transmasc Stinky ❤️‍🔥

What can i say i just love them

and also, people really should draw The G more often. They’re a silly goose, a silly billy if you will. goofy poopy.

and now im gonna bother everyone because art credits: @fonetick01 @big-bad-ron @codecphonesex @acetheabnormal @odd-critter @caruskiekk @coffiicorgii @allarrartistic @annienani044 @iambuggy @800db-cloud @notaspyyah @bobmirum @franpun @lunars-lakes @pizzabs1209 @dedmx @c0ffe3bean @salsasolutions @taxlthomas @callistoprime15 @misshroommetalinas @retr0scum @whatawonderart @stvpidbtch @zedortoo @olympeparpaing @uhoh-peppinos @ashy-black-cat @kumobv @nullfacedthing @octorat

[erxsxre-archived]

The fall had been disorientating at most, both knees thudding into a rather bland carpet that was slightly damp, he took a second to regain his footing, a hand rubbing at the top of his head while the obscured vision cleared and subsided, hearing focusing on what sounded like electrical buzzing.

Aizawa looked up as he got to his feet, looking around with confusion, the lights overhead causing a squint didn't recognise this place and it certainly wasn't part of U.A.

Bland, unoccupied office space, empty, no sound of movement or any hint of an outside, no birds or city ambience.

"What the hell is this?"

There was definitely something stirring in the air, and it wasn't just the growing storm overhead that was making the air heavy. The low rumble of thunder was, however, the only thing that snapped her out of whatever daze she had fallen into, blurry vision once again coming into focus on the cat food selection she had been looking at prior to zoning out. How long had she been standing there?

A somber haze, that's what it felt like. It was comparable to a fog residing in her brain that made focusing next to impossible, and the throbbing migraine that ensued not long after this storm hit wasn't making matters much better. Maybe she was coming down with something? That was the only thing she could chalk this odd behavior up to. Had someone even uttered a word to her, it sounded like a high pitched ringing mixed with radio static, resulting in the woman looking at them in confusion before inevitably having to ask them to repeat themselves. What was happening? Nothing felt right, nor real for that matter.

A sudden wave of nausea and disequilibrium quickly made her forgo her earlier, now forgotten, reason as to be in the shop, setting down her basket on the floor and making an unsteady b-line for the exit and into the side alley to get some fresh air. The moment the rain pelted her in the face however, things only seemed to escalate, her vision blurring further and further out of focus, outer edges of darkening sight resembling the glitching static of an old television set, the pain in her head smacking her skull like a judge banging a gavel, causing her to kneel onto wet pavement with her fingers entwined in blonde strands, clutching onto her scalp with strained sounds of discomfort, everything fading to black with the sensation of being dropped.

One of the shop workers that had watched her run out and followed to offer assistance left in a flabbergasted state watching Odette suddenly clip away right as they'd rounded the corner.

[cryptometaphor]

Sarah: Did you hear that they're misgendering CIS WOMEN now as trannies and if you're not pretty enough they're going to run you out of women's bathrooms?

Me: What do you care? You're pretty enough.

Sarah: Nigga, I'm a lanklet Judeo looking mess who can't control her vocal cords. What about me screams Vtuber girl?

Me: Than I'll just follow you. Like I don't have to go into the bathroom with you, but others will see us holding hands, and when you walk in by yourself, obviously you're a woman.

Sarah: Ok that is sweet but that's not how that works lol. God you really are a liberal always like "we can reform this, tweak it..."

Me: Well I mean the real trans are radical enough to just shoot up the bathrooms than take a big shit surrounded by corpses (pthffftt pffffaaarrt "Oh my Mr. Beast... Uhoh stinky!")

Sarah: LOL

[superpotato3]

I haven't played Brave frontier 2 but god Wallace and Grant are a pair of stinky condiment boys

[ask-steven-stevenson]

"Even if he were to get injured, let's be honest, kid. I doubt that I would even get into trouble. He was a new hire, yet? You knew him for the longest time? Just because you claim friendship doesn't mean anything."

{He gave a quiet hum before walking closer to Diane. Hi!! You get to see the shady side of Steven}

 

"I've done this for years. However, you both just started... ironic."

Hi Steven! You have.. a pissed Diane on your hands now. She is standing relatively close to you, their tail thrashing behind her!

“What are you plotting with Barley? Don’t bullshit me by the way, I can fucking tell. He can’t.”

Their tone is very sharp, spitting out those words.

- Diane B.

{Hi! Steven is simply standing there. Listening to her, holding his tongue until they finished their rant.}

"I am plotting nothing. Why do you think so lowly of me? What have I done to you? I thought we were friends. We even started a small picnic thing!"

{Hi! Steven is an ASSHOLE. He even sounds... upset? But if he had a face, he would of course be smiling. He is oozing with smugness.}

[ask-crypto]

Do you hhh ship Crypto with anyone else?

i believe i already have a partner, so there’s no need to ship me with anyone else.

lets hope bloodhound doesn’t see this.

-C

[fandolinroyals]

And we’re back! A lot has happened in the house, some good, some not so good, but it’s all okay.

Thank you for sticking with me, you are all appreciated. I’m going to work on filling the queue again and I also want /need work on my page, it needs some help. I want to do wcif and asks and stuff, so that’ll be up as soon as possible. 

I love all of you guys!

[cr3mebr0]

oh man oh boy

twitter do be goin down the pooper

[tenderribcage]

Um,,, hello! Big fan of your artwork!! So I've made a edit about it! :')

[ask-blu-snipes]

[hands snipes asparagus] itll help trust me bro eat it

“Asparagus? I don’t think I-...”

“.. Oh, you’re a bloody genius! Thanks, mate.”

[comradesystems]

happy mothers day

[yellowhearther0]

:D Hi folks, im angry, pissed, and im going to be avoiding the tss fandom for a bit 🤭😌✌