#wild belzer

[weirdkidliveshere]

GET OUT!!

[valerieblogsalot]

W&w cookie cutters!!

[vinceymakesblogs]

GUESS WHATS BAAAACK 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[sweetengineerstrawberry]

When the Wild

Also this is my first digital artwork I’ve posted in a long time

[bellamer]

Other upper demons in hell mocking Belzer when Baby Wendell and Wild are born. It's just

Random Upper Demon: Really ? You popped out two more ? After what happened to the last ones ?

Belzer: This time it'll be different. They won't run away. I'll be better. They'll stay.

Random Upper Demon: That's what you said with the last one ! What was their name ? Header ?

Belzer, getting angry: Heddie their name was Heddie

Random Upper Demon: Do you really think these new ones are gonna last ? You'll just run these ones off too !

And at first, Belzer is gonna obliterate the other Upper Demon out of anger but he doesn't because... because they're right and getting angry is gonna prove them even more right, so he just walks away.

And it actually hurts when later, Wendell and Wild actually do run away. But this time, he's actually going up there to get his boys.

[blackcur-rants]

The movie also kind of sets up Father Bests to be a horrible person, and then we see that, as flawed as he is, he still respects Raul’s gender and ultimately does reject Klax Korp when he sees how they’ve been lying to him and the school as a whole. Even Sister Chinstrap and Sister Daley are seen in Kat’s vision of the happy ending, indicating that they are not fundamentally awful people.

I wonder if part of the film’s message is meant to be “You know, just because some things are designed to benefit corrupt corporate capitalism doesn’t mean they can’t be turned to good purposes” and “Don’t give up on people just because they’re flawed and imperfect. Unless they actively choose to be awful, in which case, f em up and break their stuff!”.

something in particular i found really interesting about wendell and wild was that none of the girls we see in the stereotypical mean girl archetype are ever intentionally cruel to anyone. like i feel like the story sets us up to wait for them to do something awful to kat and they never do. siobhan seems genuinely apologetic when she realizes she's misgendered raul, and we don't see the conversation that lead sweetie and sloane to protest klax korp, they just show up ready to support the people of rust bank. they seem like genuinely nice if sheltered people! and idk i just think it's nice to see a break from the "girls ripping each other apart for no reason" thing.

[ziggyvoid]

Couple days late to the 1 year anniversary but I had to draw them

[supersecretnerd]

Ooo I adore this artwork for the official Wendell & Wild vinyl!

(link to original post here!)

[oddmediaforall101]

Aiming towards a certain demographic that’ll eat this up

[itspkuwu]

bruh 💀

Personally I would go down dong ditching with wild if I was willing to run, I could never I was always getting left behind during ding dong ditches ☹️

[weirdkidliveshere]

Kat hasn't been the same since

[valerieblogsalot]

Buffalo Belzer compared to a human being , yes he’s got a tail. Shocked me at first too 😂❤️

[vinceymakesblogs]

here’s the Wild one i promised to post 🕺

[onewhobelongstotheforest-blog]

I've finally built up the courage to actually post some of my own art. I've just got back into sketching after a few years and I was really apprehensive about adding colour because previously I usually screwed up my sketches that way. I'm happy with how this came out though.

Shout out to @drawer-board999 and their art of Belzer as a tiger. Unbidden, it got me pondering on the shapeshifting into an animal idea. I tried to think of different animal options for Belzer, but I always came back to the tiger. @drawer-board999 was right; this cat fits him perfectly. Then I thought, 'Belzer seems like a leopard print kinda guy.' Followed by, 'He'd fit better as a jaguar than a leopard actually. They're bigger and more robust.' So I had to add in a dash of jaguar to his pelt. Meant for the jaguar print to spread over his back and hind legs a little more, but oh well.

Wendell is a clouded leopard. They're exceedingly agile and are the best climbers of the cat world. Wendell already strikes me somewhat as feline coded, like a moody or excitable kitten. I attempted to keep the whole family in the feline spectrum, but Wild strikes me more as a puppy to Wendell's kitten, so... raccoon dog! I thought it fit him well.

[thebugthatlivesinyourbed]

found this on Pinterest lol

Bonus:

[bellamer]

Baby Mine

(Thoughts run through Belzer’s mind as he ponders the birth of another child, while lamenting the loss of his other children)

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It happened like clockwork. He was getting too old for this. Gnasher and Wincer hadn’t even been gone for a full decade yet.

Every time his body felt like he was suffering from the loneliness of losing his children, it felt as if it was time to birth another one, to fill the void of childhood previously lost.

He stared at the mewling infant in the palm of his hand, tired and exhausted himself. It was a scrawny one this time and if Belzer didn’t know any better, he’d say that this one was a dud and wouldn’t even make it through the night. He had went through duds before, especially when he was younger, and even if it hurt him when a child of his never had the chance to open their eyes or took their first breath, he had grown used to it and it made him even more grateful for the ones that were born safely. But as it squirmed against his palm, he could tell that this one was a fighter.

There was no time to grieve of children of the past now. He had to get in the right headspace and focus on the now. He gently wiped the vernix-adjacent goop off of the newborn with his fingertips and sighed, shrinking himself down into a smaller form.

“Soul Jockeys ! Get me a towel ! On the double !” His voice boomed as he heard the flapping of wings in the distance. He held the infant in his arms, rocking them, hoping that the skin to skin would sooth their whimpers, which it almost always did. He had been through this too many times before to know that.

Once the soul jockeys got him a towel, he was able to to clean the infant up some more and get a good look at them.

“You’re such a skinny one… usually I would wait a while to see if you’d survive before naming you but…. I feel like you’re gonna make it.” He ran his thumb against the infant’s cheek.

It then hit him that he was truly by himself with this one. Usually, when this happened, at least one of his children who hadn’t left yet would run up and meet their new sibling but… they were all gone. It was just him and this new one. He turned his attention back to the infant in order to distract from the pain he felt in his chest. This one would be different. This one wouldn’t run away. Belzer would be better, this child would listen to him. He hoped. He couldn’t take another loss.

He took a deep breath and focused. This infant needed him and he needed them, so that he could keep it together. No more despair. He needed to focus on the new life in his arms.

The infant started to mewl again, probably hungry and cold. Belzer chuckled as he nuzzled up to the infant, letting the baby grab ahold of his finger. He could tell by the grip that this one was going to be strong. They were definitely going to make it.

“There there… you’ll be taken care of…” Belzer said, his deep voice unusually soft. “It’s just you and me now… Wendell… it’s just you and me.”