Snake

Damn... Well that's definitely something

Ok hear me out... Could you please draw what would your fanchild would look like for Bittergiggle x Sheriff Toadster, Bittergiggle x Your Oc, Sheriff x Your Oc and all 3 (sorry if this is too much to ask)

This...this is so odd to ask... What is a fanchild???? IM SO CONFUSED

Here's my Bittergiggle plushies room, i am still my GOBB AU, im just doing it on paper and only profiles will be digital

Enjoy :)

I shall draw all da Bittergiggles (Himself and the experiment ones) that's my promise, you have my word

Have some children, also i have no idea if they had actual names

This quail is like a rubber implant, you toilet brush

ANOTHER TAG GAME CHALLENGE: MAKE YOUR OWN GORDON RAMSAY INSULT!

So you use the 2nd digit number of your birthday (the day), then the month, and then the last digit of your birthyear.

Mine is "This soup is like dog food scraps, you yankee doodle donkey". XDDD WHY IS THAT SO FUNNY?! XDDD

@ruv-simp @vogellicht @pamithebunterfly2007 @crystalline-loptous @shadowwolfmemes

Can you give us a fun fact about Bell?

Yes I can, she's born in the Viking era, and is technically a Norwegian person but she doesn't really look like one so I might update her design to show that fact

Chat, hear me out

Mmm... Ok i see where your coming from... But that's 3 children in him... So you sure? Im not judging but do you have reasons behind this choice @gutzygumsho3?

Dick (fat)

From my Twitter

Enjoy this chapter i wrote if you enjoy it I'll write the second chapter.

THE AETHERIUM REALM

Chapter 1

A young Cloelf was setting up her stall on the outskirts of her village, the tall trees towering over her small frame, their looming shadows casting a soft pink glow from their leaves. Sivandor was the Cloelf's name, a small, pale, green figure barely noticeable if it wasn't for the oversized bow on her back. The mop of tight curls on her head reflected the light off, as her eye scanned the area for anything out of the ordinary in her usual spot.

"Ugh..." she groaned. "Why can't I explore? The large island has so much to offer; so much of it remains untouched! I could be the first to see what's beyond!" she continued, as she put up items she was going to trade for shiner goods.

Sivandor waited patiently for something to happen and it came within a few minutes, as a tall, ash like with glowing blue circular markings on her body, her long legs moving towards Sivandor with fiery speed. Her coal like eyes making eye contact with Sivandor.

"Hello miss, I'm Luthien, a Pyroeenchress. What do you have to offer?" she asks in a casual tone as if they were friends for years. "Oh well, I've charms! Is there anything you're looking for?" Sivandor replies, curiosity floating in her words.

"Yes, there is! I'm looking for something to replace my bag where I store my books. It's... kind of..." She trails off. "Falling apart?" Sivandor finishes the Pyroeenchress's sentence. "Yes, do you think you have anything similar to it?" They continue to talk. "Sure, let me see what your bag is."Luthien raises her bag on the stall, ash staining the leather, dull patterns on it, and with many holes in it, clearly being burnt. "Oh wow... What have you put this bag through? Was it war?" Sivandor asks jokingly while looking through a box of neatly folded bags from her trades,"

"You know, to answer that comment you had about what happened to my bag, it was passed down from my great-granddad, and he passed it down to my dad and then to me, so that's how I got it!" "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly do you store in it?" the Cloelf asks, her large red eye full of wonder.

"Well when I got it, about when I was twelve? I always went out to find caved libraries when you're in my homeland you'll realize just how common they are, but anyway they were old abandoned found on the sides of volcanoes so you can guess what condition they were in. I'd go in and see what books were still intact, a surprising amount I might add, that's why the bag had ash stains on it..." Luthien stands proud of her family's history.

There's a moment of silence between them "I was not expecting that, that's quite the history that bags got," Sivandor breaks the silence with that and this was just the start of a friendship, they continue talk slowly acting like old friends, despite only knowing each other for a short amount of time, Sivandor suddenly realizes as she says, "I've completely forgotten to tell you my name! I'm Sivandor; sorry, that's rude of me!" she says, hiding her embarrassment under a laugh, while Luthien laughs before she can suppress it. "It's alright!" she says between laughs. After finally calming down, she asks, "Hey, I know we've not long known each other, but I already like you as a friend. I'm visiting my friend, who's a Thorpe, you know, those high-class guys. But anyway, what do you say? "You want to come with me to meet him?" Luthien politely asks, with a hint of uncertainty lacing her voice. "Yes!" Sivandor replies excitedly. "I need any excuse to leave my village! I need to get my best outfit on!"

Sivandor packs up her stuff, storing them in a small cafe that's been changed to store a lot of things. They walk to Sivandor's village, which is located on a massive, cherry blossom-like tree with large twisting branches and vines all over.

"Oh my..." Luthien quietly speaks. "So your entire village lives in that tree?" "Yep!" Sivandor answers proudly. "Come on! I'll take you to my home!" she runs off; her short legs make a beating sound on the ground. Luthien follows her up the long path along the dark bark of the tree, passing other houses, all looking completely different from each other: some small, big, wide, and towering. Nothing was out of the question. Up at the top was where Sivandor's place of home was.

As the new friends enter the round house, with hand made paintings adorning the walls, Sivandor enters her room leaving Luthien alone for a few minutes. In this time, she takes a look around the room, admiring how much character the room has, not a spot was left without making it feel full. Sivandor finally comes out in a completely different outfit that's much better than her traditional Cloelf clothes. "You ready?" Luthien asks, anticipation loud and clear in her words. With that, they start their journey to Luthien's friend's home or wherever he might be.