because look how cute they are

snowfox24imcompletetrash  asked:

How would Tale, Fell, and Horror Grillby(if you do them that is) react if some douche bag tried to throw a bucket of water on Fuku to see what would happen, only to have S/O push Fuku out of the way of the splash and get soaked themselves? How would the flame Bois react to S/O chewing out the person who tried to throw water on a flame like, "What do you mean you wanted to know what would happen!? You could have killed them!!" and just overall being ready to slap a bitch?

UT!Grillby

Grillby steps up to your side, glowering at the douche from beneath his fogged glasses.  His silence is intimidating, but everyone can hear his crackling growing into a roaring fire.  The heat has considerably risen within the bar.  

The offender gulps, no longer finding their curiosity amusing.  Grillby extends a finger toward the door, and they trip over themselves in their haste to flee, while everyone remains staring at the three of you.  

Fuku is grateful, although states that it wouldn’t kill her–magic, and all that.  It would, however, be unpleasant.  

Grillby looks over your drenched attire, and you can see his features soften; you know him well enough to pick up on this subtle cues and read his face.  

“…….thank you,” he murmurs, his voice distorted, even though his crackling rage has eased.  "let’s…. get you dried off.“

He escorts you upstairs.

UF!Grillby

Instantly, the bar is an inferno.  

Fellby’s got a jagged, white hot smirk as he glares down his wire-rimmed glasses at the offender.  He’s impressed by your fortitude; the fact that you stood up for his niece means that you’ve got guts, and that’s admirable where he’s from.  Of course, he picked you as his S/O because he saw the fire within your SOUL, and it was enough to make him actually settle down and stop flirting with other people.  

He steps up to your side and reaches out clasp his hand on the jerk’s shoulder.  There’s no mirth within his burning gaze, yet his smirk is bemused.  The offender hisses, trying to pull away, but Fellby holds tight.  Smoke and wisps of violet embers rise from the flame elemental’s touch.  

”…..get out while you still can… or else… i’ll let my flame tear you apart.“  He tilts his head toward you to indicate he’s referring to you, and the offender glances toward your pissed expression.  They quickly realize they’ve chosen the wrong group to mess with, and what started off as drunken wonderment has now got them stone cold sober and scared shitless.

Is that the scent of burning flesh?  

They scramble out of the bar, clutching their shoulder.  Fellby turns to sweep you into his arms, pulling you flush against him.  Steam rises from where your wet clothes meet his flames.  

The night only gets steamier from there.

HT!Grillby

"AAAAUUUUHHHHHHHH!!!”

Grillby lumbers over you, his face contorted in its usual grimace as he turns to the person you’re chewing out.  His hands rest on your shoulders, but his flames don’t burn you; however, steam does begin to rise from between his fingers thanks to your wet clothes.  

The red bird monster squawks a translation:  "GRILLBY SAYS YOU FUCKED UP!“

Grillby proceeds to grab the person over his head effortlessly (even if his magic is depleting, leaving him eternally burning, he’s still got incredible strength), holding their shoulders with one hand and their hips with the other.  They flail, and he chunks them onto the grill.  

*You guys have seen how horrifying HT!Grillbz is, right?  I love him.  Even if he does kinda break my heart. 

(*Mobile Imagine Masterlist)

Did some design on bendy again, this time taking more inspiration off of Felix the Cat because that’s so fucking obvious why didn’t I think of that before?

 I wasn’t particularly satisfied with the old one I designed. 

I realized that despite the fact that I love creepy looking cartoons and that bendy is himself a horror character, as a cartoon he should be “cute” in the same way that Felix or Mickey is (while still retaining an eerie charm), not a creepy pseudo cartoon because no actual animator or layout artist would ever design a cartoon character to look like that. The horror doesn’t necessarily come from his base design, but what he does and how he transforms later on. It’s not about personal preference, but actual accuracy. 

Bonus variations:

For sale

Storytime:  So I sketched this in class yesterday (this is the digital version) and then i posted it to facebook in a group! Somebody then messaged me saying if I try to sell it they will take action. All because this cockatiel…..wait for it……..looks like their cockatiel!

Oh my god! A bird likes another bird of the same species??? How is that possible, scientists explain! I explained to them that I drew this from scratch in a lesson and they were having none of it. So if you see this go down, it’s because some crackhead has problems.

ifheartscouldfly  asked:

EXCUSE, I GOT FEELINGS AND EMOTIONS I NEED TO LET OUT AND YOU WILL SURELY UNDERSTAND ME SO HERE I AM. Was I ready for Harry and Nick smiling at one another, looking all fond and happy??? No, I was most certainly not!!! AnD THEY BOTH DARED wear cute and soft and fluffy SWEATERS??? in front of my salad??? How does one cope and go on after this? (I’m one!)

G i’m gonna post this because there are a lot of people rn going through these difficult times, and they shd know they’re not alone, to feel the support, you know? so. i should’ve been prepared for this, right? on the rational level, i KNEW it was coming, I even knew they would be wearing these cosy jumpers *takes a two-minute break to sob silently and a three-minute break to look through the window on the autumn leaves that remind me even more of how cosy and autumny nick and harry look in these jumpers…* but WAS i prepared prepared for this? no, i was not! and tbh, the only thing we can do rn is to enjoy those couple of days we have left until november 2nd, and appreciate the fact that we will die happy and in a good company <3

aww boo hiisssss

so, I promised that my next fic will be ticklish!Steve one and I just looked at my prompts, and except a NSFW prompt, I don’t have any ticklish!Steve prompts

I AM TEMPORARILY OPENING PROMPTS AS I AM ON A LOOK OUT FOR A TICKLISH!STEVE IDEAS

will accept first three ideas that I will find appealing, what I am looking for is

- Stony tickle prompt, with ticklish!Steve,

- preferably fluff and cute, domestic ones, but if you have some good NSFW prompt I won’t say no,

- no cheer up tickling, no ‘Steve is in a mood to be tickled and doesn’t know how to ask’ or ‘Steve doesn’t know how to tell Tony that he likes to be tickled’ because I have written those before,

- can be AUs

prompts are accepted only by asks or submission (no chat or comments)

ready, set, go!

Originally posted by mako0mako0

anonymous asked:

There are dozens of scientists over the world still trying to discover how is it possible for someone to be as cute and as precious as Natasha Negovanlis. They're yet to get to a satisfactory answer; witchcraft is their best lead

This is also another anons theory and they both sound plausible 🤔

She HAS to be drinking the blood of virgins because the older she gets, the more stunning she looks. Her skin was glow-ing today. Virgin blood or all the fruit and vegetable juice lmao

sometimesgoscaw  asked:

Croagunk, Mudkip, and Marshadow!

not my favorite │ average │ cute │ adorable │ best │ ultimate fave

oh yulen, i could never rate this one poorly, because when i see it i think of my best friend! :) i think the orange/blue contrast is executed stunningly here, with the black/white/yellow accents finishing it off perfectly. the orange middle fingers are so punkish! what a bad boy! the expression is also great - look how silly and mischievous! what thick eyeliner he’s got on. and of course, the orange cheeks. great job, croagunk! you’re very loved by my bff and thus by me too :)

not my favorite │ average │ cute │ adorable │ best │ ultimate fave

i’ve seen mudkips before, but bulbapedia’s page image mudkip made my heart stop. LOOK HOW CUTE!!!!!!!! i love the expression and the pose… floating there, content with the water, eating algae and bugs probably. i don’t know what mudkips eat. i think the little legs are so cute!!!!!

what a great pokemon. excellent!

not my favorite │ average │ cute │ adorable │ best │ ultimate fave

OHHHHH… i can see how this would be a pokemon you like. does laura like it too? anyway i love the tiny little frown… it looks secure in its sadness, and a little bit angry too. this is a spirit with stuff to do! i love the fluffy collar and the fluffy hair!! excellent. a little stormy fog. and the FISTS. YEAH. GET EM. the eyes are also very good, ready to DO THAT, and the shape of the face is so cute!! AND I LOVE THE FEEEEEEEET ! ! ! ! the little trailing wisky socks… yes!! make sure not to trip, marshadow!!!!

Okay, so like how when sheep/kids baaa at you and you baaa back and they all baaa again?? How would aliens react is if a human on their mission started making the creatures noise back at them until they all doing it.

Well…

The mission was fairly simple in Grutona’s mind: follow the tracks of certain creatures and use environmental clues to discern aspects of the creature’s lifestyle and needs. The group had been following the large, octagonal shaped prints of a swutonaton for the past several standard hours, and up to this point, they still hadn’t actually encountered the beast.

Good. Grutona was not keen on being eaten alive today, which would surely be the result of disturbing the beast. Protocol on the mission was to leave should contact be breached with any species that was not fully documented.

However, there was one member of the team that made Grutona worry. Maria seemed to take things like Protocol as more of a… guideline. Already today Maria had disregarded rules about eating wild tree fruit claiming “they have these on my planet, don’t worry!” Grutona did worry. Especially when Maria added: “Besides, they’re delicious.” Grutona knew what type of treefruit Maria was eating, and xhe was skeptical of the claim. These deadly fruits humans called “lemons” were HIGHLY acidic and sour. On xer home world, a fruit like that would be used by deadly criminals as a poison.

Needless to say, having a human on the crew had been an eye-opening, mind-boggling experience. Grutona was learning more about universal cultures on this mission than ever before, that was for certain.

It was a few more minutes of walking along the path, Grutona taking note of the way the plant life was smashed down to the side of the path of the tracks as if the swutonaton had stopped for a time and rested.

“Ah, so it appears swutonaton are a restful breed, and likely a predator species as evident by their choice location being one leaving them so vulnerable.” Kerip, another member of the team, said this clinically, xis eyes dilating further as his species was wont to do in order to get a magnified look at things. As he was examining he spoke to his partner, Bepin who recorded xis observations on a datapad.

There was a noise further down the trail, strangely like a yawn. Grutona looked over cautiously. Maria was gone. Grutona frowned and made toward the sound hoping it was just Maria doing some sort of human thing xhe was unfamiliar with and not the beast hiding in the plant life beyond planning an attack on the mission crew.

But when had luck ever been on Grutona’s side?

As xhe rounded the bend in the trail xhe was met with the horrifying sight. Xhe would have screamed if it were a characteristic of xer race. Instead, xhe stood there in shock.

Maria stood in front of the creature they were tracking all right. The only thing was, the team was entirely wrong about what they thought they were following here. They had assumed the animal was very large, at least nine or ten times the actual size of the creatures in front of them now. And creatures they were. There were at least fifteen of these creatures and they were all piled atop one another, drooling heavily, spiked tails and trunks laying anywhere. 

“I’d definitely call this a dog-pile.” Maria chuckled, completely unconcerned at the reality that basically everything they had assumed about these creatures was wrong. Maria turned to look at Grutona, eyes gleaming in mischief. “Guess we were wrong about the elephant-sized animal with forty pig-sized feet, huh?” Grutona said nothing, still reeling. They needed to leave, Protocol demanded it, and they needed to go soon before more of the creatures woke up as one was doing now.

“Hey, look! They’re starting to wake up! They’re so cute!” Maria took another step closer to them, making cooing noises as Grutona watched in horror as more of the swutonatons started to rouse. Footsteps behind xer alerted xer to the rest of the team arriving to the scene finally. 

There was a moment of stunned silence before an exasperated sound came from Bepin and Kerip started mumbling in astonishments about all the things they had wrongly ascertained. 

“We should leave,” a voice of reason finally called from the back of the group: Teriwald, the ranked officer from the ship who had been tasked with “protecting the scientists” on the expedition.

Grutona found xer voice again, finally. “You’re–”

There was a sudden, loud sound from the pile of creatures “Meeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrm.”

“Okay, that was the greatest thing I’ve ever heard,” Maria was watching the herd of swutonaton with complete adoration in her gaze. Grutona had been warned to be wary of humans when they assumed a look like this one. There was no telling what kind of things they might do next. 

Whatever Grutona had expected, it was not what Maria did next. Maybe xhe thought she would have started running in circles around the group or walk over and touch one, but xhe certainly did not predict that  Maria would raise her arms in imitation of a swutonaton trunk and repeat the noise back at them in perfect imitation. “Meeeeeeeerrrrrm!”

“What are you doing, we need to go!” Teriwald reminded in an increasingly demanding tone. 

“Calm down, Waldo, we’re fi–” Maria was cut off by several cries of the swutonaton calling back at her.

“Meeeeeerrrm!” 

“Oh, this is too good!” More of the swutonaton had stirred now, and they were climbing off of each other and standing in a herd before Maria who laughed and made the noise again. 

“Meeeerrrm!”

“MEEEEEEEEERRRRRM!!!” The entire herd of seventeen (Grutona had counted in xer moments of horror earlier) swutonaton were now calling back at Maria’s prompting. 

Nobody on the team said anything as they all watched in rapt attention Maria and the herd of swutonaton yell at each other for the next ten standard minutes. 

Humans, Grutona concluded, still half horrified, are weird.

More Watertribe Lance
Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.

And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly

(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)

x by 무구포
Permission to repost was granted by the artist.

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I imagine the family skate was….A Lot for Jack.