#human newton pud

[doctorspookss]

MORE NEWTON ART <333

STICKERS ALL OVER HIS FACE HEHEHEHE

[the-pyooster]

I haven't finalized any designs for Sackgirl yet so uh. have a quick newt (+ age hc and Lighthearted propaganda)

(please reblog)

[valyxacake]

Humanized LBP

In this case I humanized my favorite characters 💖

I did this while we weren't doing anything in math class XD

[sexymancatalogue]

Tumblr Sexybulb Of The Day #0119

Newton Pud (Little Big Planet 3, 2014)

Art by walk33 on Furaffinity!

List Of Archetypes

4th Wall Blurring

Angst

Egotistical

Pathetic

Parental Issues

Artsy

Duality

Dominating

Neurodivergent Coded

Glowing Neon

Nonhuman

Object Head

Perpetual Smiler

One-Winged Angel

Redeemed Villain

Short

Theme Song

Twist Villain

Traitor

Long Coat/Cape/Coat, etc.

British

Johnlocked

White Twink Humanization

Submitted by @dognightmare4!

[eclaire-went-bam]

for npd day i've decided to post some of my npd/npd traits headcanons (don't take these too seriously if u don't like them. but if u do like them, then take em as gospel <222) just a fun post for the occasion

bcs this is an npd day post i'm not rlly gonna post comorbidities but if anyone wants to know feel free to ask ! i'm willing to talk abt all of these lmao

FUCK U hatsune miku can be anything & i say she's a narc. she knows the world is hers

tsukasa tenma. literally what more must i say.

franziska von karma my beloved. she totally eated this one. miles edgeworth honourable mention, he at least has traits w/ whatever else is going on. their bitchass father too. manfred von karma honourable mention. narc siblings on their healing journey & i love to see it

just about every riddler AUGH. he is THE narc. & every new rendition of him is basically a different spot on the npd spectrum. he's awesome. strangely enough (considering how big dc is) he even has a lotta positive narc rep, like the harley quinn show & justice league action. good job eddie, you're one clever s.o.b.

some versions of poison ivy. if plants are better than humans and you have full control over plants, you can talk to plants, and you're basically a plant, who wouldn't honestly. i feel like her in arkhamverse can fit.

anakin. maybe raising a kid with the idea in mind that he's literally the chosen one is not always the best idea . i've seen a lot of people assign him bpd but this kinda eats too. trust.

newton pud. yeah that's right. you know that one joke like ;; special interests never go away, they just go dormant for awhile? littlebigplanet is MY special interest and i get to talk about it whenever i want to.

saeru from the kagerou project 🤩 +bros got actually the craziest god complex but tbf despite all the crimes it's kinda earned let's be real. in general he's extremely coded for Multiple personality disorders but i guess that's what's. Certainly possible to happen when your existence is Literally trauma

omg old pfp mention. alastor. it feels like cheating to include hazbin hotel on the list. also the three vees are npd4npd4npd, honourable mention. lucifer has traits methinks.

dutch van der linde is sooooo coded & i hate it but he is. me when i narc crash (into the side of a cliff)

tried to include mostly better rep for the occasion. may make another part idk. desperately need more npd-coded femme characters but to no one's surprise, writers tend to give male characters those traits. anyways, happy npd day 🤩

for the sake of image space, i didnt put multiple sections for characters in the same fandom, just made honourable mentions instead

[newtonsheffield]

Newton telling everyone at the dog park about HIS Viscount Daddy. Strutting with his fancy new collar and Kate can tell her dog is far too spoilt 😂

Newton wearing a sweater that matches her and Anthony strutting around Kensington Gardens. And Kate’s just like “Jesus. This has gone far too far.”

And she really can’t help but sigh when she sees Newton later that night, reclined on his little doggy sofa with a Yorkshire pudding.

“Babe, we said we were only going to give Newton Human food once a week.”

Anthony scoffed, “That’s just a little treat. He’ll still get his steak tomorrow.”

“Of course he will.” Kate sighed, “I can tell who’s going to be the softie when we have kids.”

“I’m not going to apologize for spoiling our children!”

[theriverspath]

Holidays at the Device-Pulsifer's: A cozy Good Omens fic

Rated G. Written as a contribution to the holiday party on @sendarya's discord server.

Jasmine Cottage had never been so full. The sounds of voices raised in laughter, and occasionally song, mixed with the merry music coming from a stereo in the den. Children’s footsteps pattered quickly through the rooms, followed by a half-hearted, “No running in the house,” from one of the adults. The rich, savory scents of turkey and stuffing were highlighted by the sweet tang of cranberry sauce and warm mulled wine.

There was a knock at the kitchen door. Newton set down the vegetable peeler he had been using on a pile of potatoes. His wife appeared from the hallway before he had a chance to open the door, though. She smiled and gave Newton an, “I’ve got it,” wave. A gust of cold air swirled around the little room as she greeted more guests.

“Hey, Book Girl! We brought the pudding!” A tall, lanky figure strode into the house. Their long, auburn hair was plaited down their back. Among their all-black attire, the only nod to the holiday season was the faint glint of sparkly red woven into the thread of their jumper. Behind them was what appeared to be a shorter man. The winter wind whipped his blonde curls into a halo around his head. His tan jacket was unbuttoned to reveal the cream and gold plaid of his own jumper. He carried a covered dish in one hand and a rather nice bottle of brandy in the other. He shook his head at Crowley’s grand entrance, then turned a fond smile to the day’s hostess.

“Anathema! How lovely to see you! It was such a nice surprise to receive your invitation. Thank you for thinking of us.” The kitchen quickly warmed again once the door was closed. Anathema took the dish and bottle from Aziraphale, and placed them on the nearly-full table in the middle of the room.

“Well, Adam insisted. You know how he is when he gets an idea in his head. Newt and I thought it was long past time we had you here, anyway.”

“Speak of the devil.” Crowley said, leaning against the counter by the range. They gestured with a mug of the spiced wine toward the hallway door. A teenage boy rounded the corner, holding a fussy toddler on his hip. He nodded a greeting to Crowley, then turned to Anathema.

“She wanted her mother,” he explained, shifting his grip on the child to hand her over.

“Oh, this must be Agnes!” Aziraphale’s expression lit up at the sight of the tiny human. Crowley meandered over, making a silly face at Agnes’s tear-stained one.

“Yes, she’s just learned how to walk and is running us ragged.” Anathema’s voice softened with a mix of love and exasperation. She reached out to take her daughter, but Agnes seemed to have a different idea. Her gaze slipped past both her mother and Aziraphale to land on Crowley. She let out a pleased, “Ah!” and launched herself out of Adam’s arms toward them.

On reflex, Crowley extended both hands to catch Agnes. They barely registered Azirphale deftly rescuing the mug before it could spill. They found themself with a handful of happy baby, and their surprise dissolved into a bright smile.

“Hello there to you, too.” Crowley's smile was rewarded with an enthusiastic squeal and something that sounded like, “peedee.” They looked to Agnes’ mother for a translation.

“That’s ‘pretty.’ Agnes thinks you’re pretty.” Anathema’s eyes twinkled with amusement.

“Well, who can blame her?” Aziraphale chuckled. He reached into his jacket pocket and brought out a pair of dark, round glasses. “I believe we neglected to ensure you were wearing these when we exited the Bentley, dear.” Crowley realized that they were looking down at Agnes with unshielded eyes. Yellow, slit-pupil eyes that the little girl had just declared were pretty.

Crowley retrieved their glasses from Aziraphale. Agnes tried to remove the frames when Crowley put them on, but they gently caught her hand and distracted her with a little bouncy motion like they were dancing.

“Ok, this is lovely, but if you’re not here to help chop potatoes, I’m afraid you’ll all have to leave the kitchen.” Newton made a shooing motion. “I’ve got too much to do before the turkey’s ready, and you’re all in my way.” 

Anathema and Adam exchanged a look that said they’d heard this exact tone from Newt on more than one occasion. Anathema leaned over to plant a quick kiss on her husband's cheek, then herded Adam back down the halfway to join the others in the sitting room. Agnes watched her mother go, and Crowley lifted their eyebrows in a silent question to Aziraphale.

“Go on. I’ll stay to help. Many hands and all that.” Aziraphale handed Crowley’s mug back to them. He slipped out of his jacket and replaced it with an apron he noticed hanging from a hook near the door. He looked down at the side dishes in various stages of preparation and wiggled his fingers in anticipation. “Now, what can I do first?”

Behind their glasses, the corners of Crowley's eyes crinkled at the angel’s obvious delight. Then, they wandered after Anathema and Adam. Agnes squirmed to be let down, but continued to cling to their hand as they walked together into the room full of light and cheer.

[occasional-lbp-stuff]

OH SHIT I FORGOT TO POST THIS–

Ah heyyyy! I made another OC a while back. This time it’s not a sackperson nor a human.

This is Lutie Grot, a hoardthing. Lutie is nonbinary and goes by they/them and it/its. They’re not the brightest knife in the box, but they’re very eager to learn more if given enough patience.

(This is what it looks like without it’s poncho…thingy.)

They like to go out and find garbage to put in their various collections (they’re basically like WALL•E). They most frequently go to Manglewood, but they kinda indirectly caused a bit of a panic cuz people thought there was a swamp monster in Manglewood, when in actuality it was just itself being a nocturnal trash collector.

These are some extra doodles I made. As you can tell, Lutie’s right eye is a sackbot’s eye, so I wanted to draw some expressive symbols for reference. They probably have more, but uhh I can’t think of anything at the moment.

Oh and uh yeah, it has to open its zipper in order to speak, but they’re a bit forgetful, so it takes them a moment or two to realize they aren’t verbally speaking. Lotta awkward silence cuz of that.

Oh and did I mention that Lutie absolutely adores Newton Pud? Cuz they do.

Newton was the first sackperson they’d ever befriended, so Lutie considers him as their first genuine BFF. And well, Lutie also likes shiny things, and Newton having a lightbulb head was just a bonus.

Anyways, that’s all I wanted to share for today, hope y’all like em!

So…yeah.

(Art and OC: me)

(LBP franchise and SABA belongs to: Media Molecule, Sumo Digital, and Sony Interactive Entertainment)

[princessherogirl]

Sound used for Newton Pud POV vore animation (for @masonthecat5)

🍓☽。Sound effects･:*:･

Rainstorm (Heard in the background)

Echoing footsteps (Heard when Newton walks to the victim)

Stomach rumble (Used for Newton Pud's stomach)

Savoring noise, including the breathing (Used for Newton when he savors a victim)

Human swallowing noises (lower pitched, echoed used for Newton when he swallows)

Big splash (heard when the victim lands in a pool of acid)

Big burp (Used for Newton when he burps)

Tummy Rumbles Inside Stomach Audio (ASMR Digestion with Heartbeat)

[redshere]

MY ART COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN

Red/Redstone

+ kin names (if u know u know 😋🤫🧏)

They/she/he

Minor (15-17)

Here’s my DNI criteria:

- Basic DNI criteria

- NSFW accounts and accounts with ,,MINORS DNI” (mf I’m a minor)

- Proshipper (get out of here)

- against xenogenders and neopronouns (you don’t need to understand them to respect them)

- you are against unlabelled, asexual and/or biromantic people (look at my pfp)

- overall homophobic etc

My current interests:

- The walten files (Felix Kranken)

- Little Big Planet 3 (Newton Pud)

- Scott Pilgrim Takes Off (Stephen Stills)

- Spooky Month (Dexter and Patty)

- Deltarune (spamton)

- Regretevator

- My Little Pony (don't expect much posts)

- Bugbo (dont expect posts from it, maybe sometimes shitpost but idk)

- FNaF (Springbonnie)

- Dexter’s Laboratory (Don’t expect any posts from it)

- ATSV/ITSV (also don’t expect any posts from it)

Hashtags I use:

#ask - just asks

#reblog - just reblogs, I don’t do it often on my main

#write - just what I write, mostly nothing important

#important - name speaks for itself, but mostly it’s outdated stuff, keep that in mind

#art - just overall my art

#oc art - just my oc art

Oc hashtags:

#oc - overall oc stuff

#oc: click - silly guy stuck in a computer forever

#oc: trickster - silly god of trickery

#oc: Michelle - shapeshifter who hates all humans. Toxic yuri with Tori :3

#oc: Tori - Scientist manipulated by michelle. Toxic yuri with Michelle :3

[melodictomato]

humanized newton :3

[doctorspookss]

I am cringe but I am free :D

[haxorus-imp]

Hello once again fellow Vex enthusiast, this time I have a story idea for Newton and his human!reader friend, like sort of a continuation from your fic “Dreamer Biology” of that’s ok with you of course!!!

So basically the reader tells Newton about what their life was like back on earth, and then the reader brings up how they were basically a failure of an artist/writer and that no one wanted to see their ideas and never gave the reader a chance to publish their stories they’ve worked so hard on. And how they just gave up on their dreams and got a boring desk job instead. And how they always felt like a failure their entire life. So basically it’s another thing Newton and the reader have in common and that they can bond over.

But Newton is flabbergasted at the reader for giving up so easily and encourages them by saying ‘No matter how many times an invention of mine fails and blows up in my face, I never just “give up”, I would look at myself in the mirror and I would tell myself ‘You can’t give up, because the moment you give up, is the real failure. Keep working hard on it and one day you WILL succeed.’ And the reader is just SO grateful to have Newton as a friend and it ends with the reader tackling Newton in a big bear hug. (Gotta love that hurt/comfort am I right?) (P.S. I know this is pretty long but I just loved “Dreamer Biology” and I just want more of the oddballs hanging out together (T-T).)

I actually love this idea! -- You've been here for quite a while...in this imagisphere. It has been a wild ride, but things seem to be finally calming down for you and you seem to be settling in quite nice...despite your ever-present hunger. You've made some new friends and a single best friend since you've arrived here. You look up from your mythology book when your 'best friend' cursed quietly from across the way. There he was, Newton Pud, sitting at his carpenter bench, working on another gadget. It almost made you laugh as he fumbles with the tools in his hands a bit as he worked. But, you couldn't help but let out a little chuckle. Newton heard it, of course. As he turns and gives you a little questionable smirk in response. You just playfully hide behind your book as he jokingly shakes his head side to side and gets back to work. Your mind tries to focus on the book that Newton lent you, but something kept pulling your gaze away from the written pages. Your eyes scan over to a crate that sat next to Newton's bench. It was filled with so many blueprints and parts that they were practically overfilling the crate by a decent amount. Next to the crate was a garbage can filled with crumpled up papers and shredded blueprints. While you stared at such a scene, a memory flickers before your eyes as something that you seemed to recall came to the front of your mind. You were very familiar with the sight of filled trashcans with 'ruined' or 'useless' ideas. The book you were looking at slowly lowered itself until it sat upon your fleshly lap. Your eyes not looking away from the trashcan. How many ideas must Newton go through a week? Or even a day? Most of those papers looked fairly recent...just how much effort did Newton put into his ideas before he threw them away? It made a couple of memories come creeping back into your mind...memories you really wished you could forget. 'Why are you wasting your time like this, (Name)?' 'What's the point of it?' 'Who would like this? Who would WANT this?' 'I think you need to wait until you're a bit more professional...' 'Hasn't that already been done?' 'It's not really as unique as you think it is.' 'Seen it before.' 'Eh. Kinda plain.' 'You need to put these ideas aside and get a REAL job!' 'I don't think you can make it with ideas like...this.' 'Why do you even try?' "Chum?" Your whirling mind was suddenly ground to a halt as Newton was now looking over at your dormant form, a look of worry upon his bulb. "Are you okay?" He asks, his tools and project temporarily forgotten as he sits upon his stool, now facing your direction. You look away from the trashcan and take a moment to process what to say as you glance back at the pile of projects that sit next to the workbench. "Yeah...why wouldn't I be?" "Because...you're leaking." Oh. You didn't even notice. You set the book aside and wipe your face as Newton gives you his full attention. Trying to look for the source that caused your anguish. Yet, he only finds the bucket of trash and the box of blueprints off to the side. He gives the human a concerned confused look as they finish drying their eyes. "Oh...I didn't notice. It's no big deal! Humans just leak from time to time!" Newton merely gives you a look that expressed 'really?' as his wire straightens out into a thin line of bemusement. "I highly doubt that, (Name)." Newton says as you look away almost shamefully as he adjusts his seat and leans towards you. "What's really bothering you, chum? You can tell me! We're best friends, remember?" Newton smiles as you look to and from his bulb to the pile of discarded works. You take a moment to think about it, before you let out a heavy sigh. "I just...I see that pile of discarded ideas over there...and I brought up some rather...unpleasant memories. I just got to thinking about my neglected dreams and ideas from my time in the 'orb of dreamers'. It's not as nice as one would think. Negativity lurks everywhere and it can influence you without you even knowing." You admit as Newton listens in quietly. "I used to have so many ideas when I was younger. I would draw...paint...create...and do...'dreamer' things I guess. But, other 'dreamers' would criticize me for my works. We are both creators and destroyers, Newton. When the comments broke me down...I abandoned all of my creative projects. I settled for a more 'mature' and 'purposeful' job." You sniffle a bit in response. "My trashcan looked just like that. Filled with the discarded. The abandoned. The forgotten. The useless. I threw out all of my ideas and passions in favor of functionality. I was so...miserable." You weep a bit as you allow your insecurities to show. "I just...never felt good enough or talented enough. I just thought my dreams would be...just that. Dreams. Not real. Not realized. Not possible, even. I just...I guess I envy you, Newton." Newton gave you a look of surprise as he listens on. "Envious of me?? Why??" "You're...determined. You never give up. No matter how many times you fail or falter. You always keep your shoulder to the grindstone and just...keep trying. You make so many things and once it's complete, you go on to your next project, regardless if it failed or succeeded. You just seem so happy...even with so many ideas and failures in that trashcan. I just...I just wish I had your perseverance." You sniffle a bit more as Newton looks on in sympathy as he looks over to his discarded ideas in thought. He gives you a moment to weep, then he stands up with his hands on his hips. "Well now! That just won't do, my friend!" He says proudly, which causes you to give him a confused glance. He then seems to mellow out a bit as he steps over and gently rests a gentle hand upon your shoulder. "Despite all my failures, I keep trying because I know I can make something amazing! You can always pick up where you left off chum, those worries shouldn't bother you here! Those other dreamers don't know what they're talking about, even if I never seen them! You can create anything here in the imagisphere! So why dally now?" Newton encourages. "Why, I bet they just said those mean things because they were a bunch of big bullies! Nothing else better to do than pick on those smaller than them! And you know what? I'm glad the dreamer that managed to come into the Imagisphere was you! I would've never befriended those other meanies! You can do anything you want here, chum! If you need any help, I'll be right by your side! You can count on me!!" Newton happily pulls his hands away and he gives you a pair of finger guns as he finished. You take a moment to blink away any tears before you tremble and shoot up from your spot. Tackling the dimwitted inventor in a strong hug as he makes a 'beuhgh!' sound in surprise. You hold your dearest friend close to your body as he wraps his arms around you in kind. "Crumbs! That was sudden!" Newton chortles as you couldn't help but laugh in response to his bewildered reply. You let go of him after a few minutes of close contact and you smile brightly. Newton beams at you in return as he claps his hands together. "Now that those issues have been addressed...why don't you invent with me? You know...pick up a pen and draw! It doesn't have to be a gadget, as I would love to see your work!" Newton encourages as he wonders back over to his workbench and pulls out a blank sheet of paper and a pen. You almost seem dumbfounded as he hands them to you. "You...want me to draw?" "Of course! Why not? Let's invent things...together!" You look at Newton as he smiles innocently and gets back to working on his project, leaving a place for you at his workbench so you could draw. It took a few apprehensive moments for you to make your choice. You sat down next to Newton and for the first time in a very long time... You began to create again.

[lacking-hydration]

Lightbulb guy!

[honeybee-bunnybee]

the forgotten child of arceus reigns in its own blissless purgatory.

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🌻 open!

🦂 welcome to my blog! i'm @honeybee-bunnybee, but you can call me mod giratina! i take requests for practically any source on this blog, though i reserve my right to deny any request for any reason. otherkin, comfort characters, fictives, f/os, fictionkin, and anyone else is welcome!

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🌻 human photographer stuck in the backrooms fashion kit with distressed clothing, baggy/oversized shirts and hoodies, clothes that look bloodstained, and neutral colors with accents of bright red/pastel purple + masc/androgynous clothing and fingerless gloves/armwarmers

🦂 CURRENT INBOX!

🌼 newton pud self care kit with plushies and other knick knacks

🌻 penny nichols playlist

🌼 warden ingo fashion kit with a focus on accessories, such as jewelry and keychains, with gold and masc-leaning stuff

🌻 hisui decidueye moodboard with themes of autumn, fighting, hunting and forest-y themes

🌼 alolan decidueye moodboard with themes of dark/deep forests, lurking, ghosts and owls

🌻 galarian zapdos moodboard with themes of mountains, lightning, and fighting in red

🌼 ghost sheep fashion kit with androgynous/neutral clothing in soft colors and baggy clothes that can layer with no skirts or dresses

🌻 baroness von bon bon fashion kit with cute shoes and pink, cutesy clothes and no crop tops

i hope you have a great time! ♡

[cosmica-galaxy]

Okay so...while on @captainshadowshifter server, I decided to give Vamp!Newton a child.

I figured that I might call em ‘Jack’ and his birth month is in October. Because his light is similar to that of a lit jack o lantern and October for obvious reasons. Vamp!Newton is determined to be a better father to his son than Captain Pud was to him. He loves him very much and makes sure to show it often. As for the Mother? Uh...idk? The human from the other pics? OC? Idk.