#the wittle blobs

[jjoneechan]

lvjytwt 🤝 dttwt

in our enemies to lovers arc 😩❤️

[1000feetunder]

A little blob of void mass slithers up to Cali. It's much smaller than most people see in the Black Site. It waves its small tiny wittle wiggly appendages up, its many purple eyes hopeful.

-- @z909-voided

" Oh! Hello there. You are....rather cute. "

CA watches as the small void mass wiggles it little 'arms'. They are visibly having an internal struggle on wether or not to pick up the small thing.

" Oh fuck it, might as well- "

And up they go!

[hart-in-the-headlights]

oh lord i feel like i'm dying for real why do i get a virus And my tummy hurts And my back hurts And i got a banging headache And there are some weird explosion in my town All Fucking week but i can't see Shit bloody fucking Hell i'm about to throw up pass out and implode I just wanna watch FUNNY VIDEOS and sip HOT COFFEE and I CAN'T cause then i won't SLEEP and then I'LL DIE

AND THERE'S NO FUCKING GAMINGMAS ON DNPG FUCK MY LIFE

i'm just a wittle guy just a blob just a little creature why do i have to deal with this shit mum come pick me up i'm scared OH SHE'S SICK TOO GREAT

[demonstars]

trick or treat :3 (there is a blob dressed as a ghost. he is minuscule)

wittle blob... TREAT!!

[tombytalkz]

[JUST A WITTLE BLOB BABY WITTLE CUTIE OMG IM GONNA DIEEEE THEY'RE SHO CUTE RAHHHH-]

you people i swear

[cuntess-carmilla]

You all act like the patriarchy maintains itself as an ominous sentient entity and men are just clueless wittle naive blobs uwu floating around not doing anything to make sure the patriarchy stays right where it is.

Actually, you all also act like men are MORE victimized by the patriarchy than women a lot of the time and ngl I kinda want to slap you all with a chainsaw.

[lex-n-weegie]

Oh crap I forgot to post this

Redesigned a smol wittle lad because Dedede feels

Pippa is a bear made out of snow! They have some ice magic, and if/when needed they can change parts of their body to be bigger or more deadly. That said she's such a huge sweetheart and scared of nearly everything; that she wouldn't hurt a fly. When very upset, she kinda melts into a blob, seen in the bottom right corner.

Overall? She's a baby/10

[jjoneechan]

PMBata meets the blobs!

[hi-im-lugh]

this isn't an rp response (obviously dbdbdb) just- me holding up the wip Noodles.

I gotta redo the legs and- so many other things. But reveal that Noodles does not a face its just (poorly drawn) teeth-

Work got busy + rapid wedding attendance means I haven't gotten to respond or work on this more but!! Yaaay :)

Since I'm new to art I did trace a weird reference photo I tried to make (pictured here)

Thankfully my friend Cipher (ur never gonna guess who he's a fan of) has been giving me pointers to wittle down the traced blob to Actually looking semi okay-

This is a normal Pasta Surveyor btw :) Noodles also has a Normal human form like this but. More fun to be centipede. (Art is by @year2000electronics )

I'll keep it in Mind!! But for now, I think I'm gonna continue watching my little fire ant hills...

[Noodles waves at Pinchy and Kryptos- giving a big smile!! Noodles friendliness Stat is at 100]

Hi again Pinchy!! And hello Kryptos!!

[They join in following Bill to the control room, marveling at the sheer chaos and machinery of the space]

Woag...Did you make all this yourself? Or- did you commission someone to make this? It looks like something I'd see in a MEKHANE temple but...more colorful and less orderly!

[Faer eyes light up at the appearance of the ice cream world, immediately distracted from their previous question]

I THINK THIS IS THE BEST PLANET IVE EVER SEEN.

- NOODLES!!!!!

((*lmao reveal that Noodles/PS is an scp port character. They're thinking of the temples of the Church of the Broken God.

Also. I'm trying to draw Noodles!! It's. It's going. I'm new to the world of art so it's taking some time and much consulting of my actually artist friends-))

OH YEAH THIS PLACE IS THE BEST. I HAVE AN UNDERSTANDING WITH THE KINGS OF THIS PLACE, BEAN AND JELLY. THEY DON'T STOP ME AND MY BOYS FROM EATING WHATEVER WE WANT, AND I DON'T EAT THEM! LET'S GO GUYS! FIRST ONE TO VANILLATOPIA GETS TO EAT WAFFLE CONE TOWER!!

[vadergf]

We are all blobs and I am holding your hand

Yass we are all wittle blobs

[jeonsweetpea]

LOOK AT THE WITTLE BLOB. Omg that heart is almost as big as he is... so so CUTE! Thank you so much! 😭💚

[firestingray9]

So now that I’ve played a bit of FFXIV for a few weeks now, I have to say that it’s such a huge change from RuneScape that I’m still getting used to. It’s like super chill! I don’t need to fight over resource nodes or go world hopping for stuff! Also it’s so cool being able to play as different races and adjust their heights instead of being a typical human! I’m a teeny tiny wittle Lalafell! X3 And being able to have multiple characters saved to a single account is DEFINITELY an improvement that Jagex really needs to copy! Uh I dunno if they did it yet or not, I’ve stopped playing since they removed the java client. And the best thing FFXIV has over RS?

MOUNTS!!!!

Like ok we’ve been begging Jagex for mounts for ages, even something basic like a horse hornless unicorn but what does Square Enix offer as mounts?

Chocobos

A brand new car! LOL!

CHONKY KITTYCAT BLOB!!!

And those are some of the ones I really loved seeing out in the wild!

But I'm like so happy I found a new MMORPG to get hooked on!

[wishingstarinajar]

He's so shiny! And the wittle blobs are adorable, so cute.

Thanks for using him as a guinea pig xD Hope you had some good results from experimenting though even if the brush wasn't to your liking.

tiny experimental sketch thing with rewind.

his arms look a little funky but i still like it.

i was playing around a driffent brush. and using black for the line art/sketch felt illegal lmao.

and i gave him some little silly blob friends too cuz why not >:)

rewind belongs to @wishingstarinajar

[moody-bloosh]

Can I get anything w moody blues if requests are open uwu that or SoundCloud rapper Diavolo. Your pick lol

HAZE YOU MADLAD, sadly im still working on SoundCloud Rapper Diavolo’s characterization and also I’m too much of a coward to bring him out bUT DONT WORRY he’s coming soon! so for now please enjoy some cute fluff with blobby moody blues (aka what if Moody Blues was actually a cute tiny blob baby) 

snuggles 

Happy recorder noises filled the room, accompanying your repeated cooing. Moody Blues was sitting on your lap, the tiny little thing looking oh so pleased as you continued to pinch its cheeks and praise it for being a, “cute wittle boy.” 

Moody Blues seemed to gurgle happily on your lap before it suddenly reached out to hug your torso. You had to stifle the small noise of happiness that threatened to leave your lips. Abbacchio was napping, you were already loud enough as it was and it wouldn’t do for him to wake up in the middle of you doting on his Stand. (He was already on your case about not treating his Stand like some kind of cute little toy.) 

So you settled instead for patting the little Stand’s head and pressing a soft kiss on its forehead. 

“You’re so loveable,” you whispered to it. “I love you so much ~ oh yes, I do!” 

Moody Blues paused for a moment, its strange eyes looking back at you lovingly and then - it did the thing. The ‘clock’ on its head turned back and without changing its face it spoke to you in Abbacchio’s voice. 

“I love you too, _____.” 

Oh, there was no containing your squeals now. 

Really, Moody Blues, was just too cute!!

taking drabble requests to help me get back into writing~! 

[outrealm-gates]

Could you write a drabble of a slobby and super obese Aoi being dominated by Junko or any other danganronpa character? Thank you! (Haven’t seen you write Dangans in a long time, except for maybe Mikan. Have you stopped using them? )

P big drabble, threw it under a read more. Hope you enjoy!

She woke up to the same feeling she had ever since that fateful day. A fat vibrator wand head pulsing and thrumming against her womanhood, a painful amount of gas built up in her overflowing gut, and an almost rabid need for release in both aspects. *She* would be coming soon... and if her gut still had gas in it by the time the fucking or feeding started it would be more punishment... And so the massive swimmer turned sow let rip thunderous belches and cheek rippling farts, squirming in her restraints to try and get herself off on the vibrator, but soon it stopped... just like every time. Right before she would’ve gotten off, the crushing absence of stimulation left her desperate and huffing her own disgusting fumes... only for the door to swing open. It was *Her*. Aoi’s mind was too numbed by her lust and the freedom of having emptied her body of all that built up foulness, names were hard. She’d been here so long and grown so accustomed that ‘her’ name hardly mattered. She was the one who did this to her, and she was too far gone to fight it. Endurance of this inhumane treatment soon devolved into routine... and was slowly developing into Stockholm Syndrome... coming to find this blonde beauty to be taking care of her when no one else would dare. If Aoi was good, she may get release... if she wasn’t, it was straight to the food. She’d be stuffed till her stomach felt fit to rupture, and then hooked up to a pump to pour some calorie and fat rich substance down her throat to keep her painfully full for the next few hours, delerious and unable to sleep until the pump’s contents were emptied and the whirring ceased.

“Heeeyyy fatso... Suppose I should apologize for turning off your vibrator... you looked like you were ‘sooooo’ close...” Junko started morose and sorrowful, her mood subject to swinging almost violently. In mere seconds she became more sadistic and condescending.

“Kidding~! This fat donut-fed hog only cums when I say so, I hope the mush that constitutes your brainmatter can comprehend that~ If not, well then you’ll just have to suffer! All the same to me~” She gave Aoi’s left nipple a harsh pinch, her massive sagging breasts running down either side of her belly rolls. She now started her inspection of her girl turned blob... the wand was still in place, her gut was as empty as could be, the room REEKED... positive so far~!

“My wittle fatty patty piggly wiggly has been so gooooood~! That means I can pull out the new toy I got to be able to reach all the way through those silly smelly flesh boulders you call cheekie cheeks!” Another swing, so cutesy and sickeningly saccharine. But Aoi’s eyes would suddenly focus upon the biggest strap on she’d ever seen... easily the thickness of most men’s forearm and about as long... if it weren’t for the routine stretching, stimulation and size increases Aoi would fear this beast of a silicone member. But she made the most desperate and breathless whimpers for it... she needed to cum before the food happened! She was forced forward onto her gut, and demeaned further like a pig... told to oink and snort. And she did. Of course she did. She needed this... anything the blonde wanted to earn that sweet, numbing release.

[realfuurikuuri]

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Mao Mao: Heroes of Pure Heart (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Summary: 

MissingArm!AU: When escaping the cave, it wasn't his tail that got crushed. In exchange for his innocence, he gained a sordid past. The Pure Heart Valley seemed like a good place to escape. To start a new life with a new family to forge a new identity. However, when the past rears its ugly head Mao Mao's forced to step up or be put down.

AN:  Finally back at the end of the century. The reason for no uploads on either the MMHOPH Headcanon blog (it's on Tumblr, go check it out) or on fanfics is because Persona 5 Roya came out and I finished that on Monday at 140 hours. Don't expect things to get to active too soon either, cause finals are next week. Regardless, let things get back to the usual. In keeping with Persona 5 Royal let's make today's song recommendation Beneath The Mask - Persona 5. Follow @spookylovesboba on Twitter and Tumblr and I hope you enjoy the chapter.

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Mao Mao breathed in the fresh morning air. It was good to be outside again. Even if it was just to drop Adorabat off at school. He waved goodbye to her as she went inside, but he didn’t leave right away. He still felt terrible. It hurt to walk, and he couldn't lean too far on either side thanks to the hole. Camillie gave antibiotics and painkillers, alongside an extensive list of their side effects. The painkillers made his insides feel like cold porridge, and the antibiotics made his stomach feel weird. Nausea they caused together was unbelievable.

Nausea made it hard to remember if the school always had three students. He wasn’t sure, but he put aside his suspicion. It was probably another side effect. It was probably amongst Camille’s list of warnings; he couldn't know for sure.  It was way too early for any of this. It was too early for Mao Mao and certainly too early for Badgerclops. He was still asleep, and still drooling on his shoulder.

Mao Mao poked him until he woke up. “Huh, I was paying attention to the movie,” he yawned.

“It’s not movie night. We’re dropping off Adorabat.”

“Oh! Bye,” Badgerclops said waving.

“You’re at nothing, she’s already inside.”

“Oh. Well, that’s good, let's get you back to HQ.”

“No.”

“What? You should stay in bed, off of your feet, doctor’s orders.”

“Yeah, but I want to go out to do something. Let’s get a pizza.”

“Doctor also said no solid foods.”

“Smoothies then.”

Mao Mao revved the engine making Badgerclops tightly grab onto his waist. “You sure you don’t want me to fly,” Badgerclops asked.

“It’ll be fine.”

“A sick man with one arm shouldn’t be driving anything.”

“I said it’ll be fine.”

Mao Mao pulled back the accelerator, letting the Aerocycle fly off. Badgerclops may have had a point, but he wasn’t let anything stop him from enjoying his day.

* * *

Mao Mao was still stubborn as all hell. Not even a trip to the hospital would change that. He and Mao Mao went from one end of town to the other, walking the streets looking for one place that served smoothies. He told Mao Mao more than once that the only food places were Muffin’s Bakery and the convenience store. Watching him Mao Mao hobble around would be funny if he hadn’t nearly died less than a weak ago.

“Hey, Mao Mao!”

“Wha-”

Badgerclops had the small man tucked under like a football before he knew what was happening.

“Badgerclops, I am asking politely, but firmly to put me down before someone -and I mean you- gets hurt.”

“Awww, Is da wittle baby who just got outta the hospital mad.”

Mao Mao didn’t appreciate the humor. He wiggled like a worm and gnawed on his right hand, which probably would’ve hurt if it wasn’t made of metal, so Badgerclops just kind of ignored it. He walked through the narrow alleys towards Muffin’s bakery at the town square. He thought Mao Mao would stop eventually, but if Mao Mao was anything it was stupid. And also stubborn. Chomp! Chomp! Chomp! It was like a toddler using a teething ring. What was kind of funny at first became annoying, and now was just kind of gross to watch.

“You have to stop that before you hurt your teeth, and you and I both know that I don’t know how to schedule a dentist appointment,” Badgerclops said.

“I will when you put me…,” Mao Mao slowly fell silent as they entered the large open plaza of the town square.

“Hey, Badgerclops. What is that?”

“That’s the blob monster.”

“THE WHAT !”

Badgerclops flinched. Mao Mao slipped from his grasp ready to split his head on the pavement, but a cat’s gonna do what a cat's gonna do. He righted himself in the air to land on his feet. A much worse choice. Mao Mao’s eyes went wide from the pain before he fell down on all fours.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry.”

Badgerclops went to pick him up, but he was waved off. “The blob. The blob. Tell me about the blob.”

“Cool it. Camille  high-blood pressure would give you a stroke.”

Mao Mao took a second to gather himself, clenching his fist before letting it all go. “All. Alright. The blob. What is the blob?”

“You should do that more often. You’re a very tense person,” Badgerclops teased.

“The blob.”

“Right, uh, the blob is a blob. Its big, gooey, kidnaps villagers-”

Mao Mao inhaled sharply and he tapped his foot.

“-it’s not all that bad. They’re unharmed, just a little confined. It hasn’t even taken anyone important.”

“Sheriffs? Is that you?”

Mao Mao and Badgerclops leaned forward, craning their necks and squinting their eyes. It was hard to see at first, Badgerclops had to open his cybernetic eye to actually see that King Snugglemagne was now a hostage. Mao Mao rubbed his temples why Badgerclops cursed fate for always making him look like a fool.

“Sheriff! It's utterly dreadful. Could you hurry and get me out? I’d certainly rather you didn’t forgo saving me like last time.”

“I’ve never done anything like that. I do my job, and I do it very well, thank you very much.”

“You did nothing when I was trapped in a net by that ruffian that looked a lot like you.”

For a second, Mao Mao raised a non-existent eyebrow, but his fur stiffened and he reached for his sword.

Aw shit.

Badgerclops stepped in front of the cat. “Let’s slow down. He didn’t mean to insult your son.”

“Don’t worry. I’m just cutting him out,” he said,” if I take a little off the top, oh well.”

He raised his sword up. Badgerclops quickly grabbed the blade before he could bring it down. “No, I mean they blob fights back if you attack it.”

“How do you know?”

“I kicked the blob once and it fought back. It gave me a nasty bruise.”

Mao Mao looked Badgerclops up and down,” where’s the bruise?”

“It was at the beginning of the week. It healed.”

Mao Mao started Badgerclops in the eye with frigid intensity before he sheathed his sword. Thank fuck he believed it.

“So, what do we do,” Mao Mao asked.

“Get lunch?”

Mao Mao nodded in agreement. “Sure. Let’s go.”

“Excuse me? Still stuck! Help!

He and Mao Mao tuned out the king. They turned around and began to walk away.

* * *

“Jellybeans aren’t lunch.”

“Then do you want a milkshake?”

“You know I’m lactose-intolerant.”

“Then hush-up and eat ya’ beans.”

Mao Mao grumbled, doing as he was told. He and Badgerclops sat on the bench just outside the gas station. Muffin’s Bakery was the first, but considering Muffin’s was trapped in the blob (and the broken storefront) it wasn’t open. The gas station was the second choice. It didn’t really offer food. Just the usual cheap snacks, and milkshakes for some reason. The blob had tagged along for what it was worth. Unfortunately, it had to carry most of the kingdom with it.

“Are you going to save me,” the king asked.

“We’ll get to it eventually,” Badgerclops held the drink in front of Mao Mao,” got you a milkshake.”

“I told you I can’t drink milkshakes.”

“Is it like cobbler? A hero's code thing? I won't tell anyone if you do.”

“No! It's ‘cause I’m not a kitten. Adult cats are all lactose intolerant.”

“Can Jǐngtì still drink milk or has it gone the way of the dodo? Might invite him here some time.”

The last part was said quietly, an absent thought that wandered out, nonetheless, Mao Mao’s ears perked up.

“Why would you invite Jǐngtì?”

Badgerclops awkwardly cleared his throat before speaking. “He helped me fix up HQ a bit.”

Mao Mao didn’t say anything. He pressed his fingers together. Thumb to index, thumb to middle, thumb to ring, thumb to pinky in calming repetition.

“Oh, and while we were cleaning we found this.”

Badgerclops pulled out a golden finger. It took Mao Mao a second to realize what it was. How did that happen? Did he do that? Oh shit, he probably did. He had to stop himself from snatching his father’s finger away.

“You know what this is,” Badgerclops asked.

“Think so.” Why did he say that?

“Are you gonna tell me?”

Mao Mao bit his tongue before he could let the name slip out.

“You want it back," Badgerclops asked.

“Yes, please.” Mao Mao wasted no time tucking the finger in his belt when it was handed back.

“So, do you remember what happened?” Badgerclops started.

“What happened when?”

When I was away.”

“No.”

“You don’t? You don’t remember what happened, how you got those wounds, who visited you? None of that?”

“I was pretty wasted and these drugs aren't helping my head, so what were we talking about before this?”

He could catch Badgerclops grimace at the rough change of subject, but Badgerclops was kind enough to oblige. “Something about Jǐngtì and milkshakes? You think he could drink milk?”

Mao Mao paused to think for a second,”...he might. He’s always had some… issues.”

“I don't mean to pry, but do you mind if I ask why?”

“No it's fine, but uh...what I mean is… well, you know how kittens can’t regulate their body temperature?”

“I did not know that, but continue.”

“Well, that’s supposed to go away by like, age 4, but Jǐngtì still can’t do it. It's fine since it's summer, but I’ll probably give him a coat when it starts getting cold.”

“Seems like a double-edged sword. Can’t stay warm, but can still enjoy cheese.”

“Yeah, the doctor’s say it because he’s a hybrid. Certain genes just don’t mix. He also has an issue with his eyes-”

Mao Mao cut himself short. Why was he being so open about all of this? Was it also the medicine?

“You good,” Badgerclops.

“Yeah, I think I’m fine. Where was I?”

“Something about his eyes.”

“Right, Jǐngtì’s pupils are larger than normal, so he can see really well in the dark, but he squints during the day or in a decently-lit room.”

“That’s one reason to wear sunglasses indoors.”

Mao Mao chuckled. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

“I checked on him while you were away. He’s holding up well. He even helped me fix HQ.”

Mao Mao twiddled his tail through his fingers,”...I’m sorry.”

“What? No, no, it's fine-”

“No, I mean it. I shouldn’t have caused you so much trouble.” Mao Mao choked up.

“I- I shouldn’t’ve-”

Badgerclops placed a supportive hand on his shoulder. ”If you ever feel… down again, just know I’ll be there to help you get back on your feet. Don’t be afraid to ask.”

Mao Mao closed in for a hug. He sniffled but managed to wipe the tear from his eye. “Yeah, thanks…I’m feeling better already.”

“Yes this all very touching,” Snugglemane interjected,” but I still don’t see you trying to help me.”

“Oh be quiet,” Mao Mao said, flicking a pink jelly-bean at the king. The shot missed its mark by a decent margin, helplessly bouncing off the blob.

“Geez, if I was the broad side of a barn that might’ve almost hit me,” the king retorted.

Mao Mao harrumphed and waved the king off. He wasn’t in the mood for jackassery. Even if it was coming from the guy that paid him. He was tired of eating jelly beans, so he began throwing them at the trashcan. It wasn’t too different from flicking a paper football. Although, jelly beans were much harder to aim. Badgerclops nudged him, holding out as his hand as they both began to take aim. Everything was going fine if you ignored Snugglemagne. Eventually, Mao Mao got tired of the nagging and flicked a bean at him.

“Stop that,” Snugglemagne whined.

Instead of stopping Mao and Badgerclops chuckled like Beavis and Butthead. At least they were chuckling until Mao Mao caught something out the corner of his eye. He shoved Badgerclops aside before throwing himself back as something smashed through the bench with comet-like fury.

Badgerclops coughed out,” what the hell was that,” as the dust cleared.

When everything settled, Snugglemane was face down in the dirt. Everything fell silent. Badgerclops inhaled sharply; Mao Mao began to laugh.

Badgerclops shot him a glare. Mao Mao quickly cleared his throat,” must be the medicine,” he mumbled.

Badgerclops was really proving himself because his eyes softened after a second. “Do you have any idea what happened?”

“I threw food at it, so it threw ‘food’ at me?”

“That… actually makes sense.”

“So, what do you want me to keep throwing jelly beans at them? It might get the rest of the kingdom?”

Badgerclops placed two fingers to Snugglemagne’s pulse before giving him a thumbs up. Mao Mao couldn’t lie to himself. It was kind of cathartic to watch the blob chuck Sweetipies a 100 MPH.  With every toss the blog got smaller and smaller. When the last one was free the blob sorta imploded. It bubbled up before shrinking down with a disturbing noise and spreading goo everywhere.

“What the hell just happened?”

“It got too small thus it lost structural stability and collapsed.”

“I don’t know what any of that means, but I do know that everything worked out in the end.”

“Someone’s going to have to clean all this goo.”

“And it won’t be us,” Mao Mao said,” c’mon we have to pick up Adorabat from school.

* * *

They were only slightly late when picking up Adorabat from school. The rest of the children -or maybe they weren’t actually children Mao Mao honestly couldn’t tell- poured out from the school. She hopped down the steps before flying over.

“Mao Mao! Mao Mao!”Adorabat said as she zipped around them.

Badgerclops metal arm extended out and held the child in place. “Woah, there little buddy. What’s gotten you up?”

“The teacher says we’re going to be doing a play!”

“Really? That sounds nice.”

“The teacher says it’ll be next week. You’ll come, right?”

“Sure. Sounds fun.”

Adorabat slipped out of Badgerclops’ grip, flying an inch from Mao Mao’s face. “You promise?”

“I promise,” Mao Mao chuckled, patting her head.