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itty-bitty-mess · 8 months

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TW: BITTYBONES AB//USE, BITTY WHUMP, BITTY T*RT//URE

A stray babybones Papy bitty and an older Sansy bitty are wandering the dark alleys of the city, rummaging through trash cans in hopes of finding something to eat. The little baby Papy is still so small and young he has to be carried by his brother and wrapped up in a dirty napkin his older brother found.

Theyre both inside a dumpster looking for food when the dumpster lid gets opened by an employee from a nearby restaurant, who makes a grimmace at the sight of two disgusting and dirty stray bitties.

The Sansy panics and, for the safety of his baby brother, tries to flee but gets immediately stopped by the employee who quickly snatches the little baby from the bitty’s arms. The Sansy screams and cries, begging the employee for mercy but the employee only laughs at him.

The Sansy then tries to attack the employee any way he can, he tries summoning his magic but his terrible stray diet leaves him weak and magic-less (and even if that wasn’t the case, it wouldn’t do anything as bitty magic wasn’t strong enough to harm anything other than another bitty.)

At the Papy’s squeaks of fear, he tries scratching and bitting the employees shoes but that only earns him a kick, a kick so strong he gets thrown directly against the hard concrete wall and leaves him with a good number of broken ribs.

The employee then dangles the baby Papy over the Sansy’s head. The Papy is now screeching in fear of being dropped while Sansy can only try to stretch his arms in hopes he’ll catch his brother if he gets dropped.

Well, Sansy is right and the employee drops the baby, who squeaks in fear as he falls. Sansy tries running and jumping to catch his brother, hoping that once he has Papy in his hands he can make a run for it and find somewhere safe to hide. But before Papy is even close to Sansy’s arms, the employee catches the baby again.

Except this time the moment the baby falls on the employee’s hand, they immediately squeeze hard while the Papy screeches in pain and, at the last moment, the little baby manages to blurt out a loud and horrified “SANS-“.

Suddenly, a loud crunch is heard as it echoes through the entire alley. The Sansy drops to his knees and his whole world stops as he screeches in misery and pain. All he can think of is how his baby brother’s first word had also been his last one… Sansy had been so weak and pathetic and baby Papy had to suffer the consequences of it.

The employee cleans the dust of their hand and then stomps on the Sansy’s arms and legs, leaving him completely immobile and in pain. He’s finally left alone in the dumpster, permanently hurt and in pain as his bones slowly turn to dust. There is no way the bitty will survive to the next day.

#bittybones #bitty whump #bitty torture #bitty bullying #bitty abuse #sansy #papy #baby bitty #bitty death #qeued post

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captainhysunstuff · 10 days

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Light comes up with a brilliant plan to avoid their "bad ending" during the rain scene (inspired by/stolen from the Steven Universe episode "Fusion Cuisine": scene link). Light's final quote is also from "Giant Woman~".

#I'm very unoriginal did you know?#this is part of a itty bitty thing where the quotes are inspired by cartoons and junk #I've actually wanted to draw this for a long long LONG time #drawn by me #my fanart #Death Note #lawlight #crack #L #Light Yagami #quotes from other sources #Steven Universe #hop on a bus #full of great ideas~#they’re idiots in my head though #updated the first image because I hated L's neck lol

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themistymountainscold · 7 months

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izzy: could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?

ed: *crouches down*

stede: *kneels down*

frenchie: *sits on the floor*

izzy:

izzy: i hate all of you.

#we love itty bitty izzy on this ship #ofmd #incorrect quotes #our flag means death #ofmd incorrect quotes #ofmd meme #gay #izzy hands #frenchie #frenchie ofmd #edward teach #blackbeard #stede bonnet #ouizzy #krakhouse

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rennyrose · 2 months

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your liv and raz are my beloveds because (as a system) i've never seen good system representation in media and the love and appreciation you give them is so good. ily

And ily Random Citizen

#I appreciates that brah thank you #sometimes I get a bit nervous and worried about coming across as insensitive or demeaning when it comes to this kind of stuff #but I’m happy you’ve enjoyed the bois yehhhhhhh #it’s been a few days since I’ve been able to scrib but luckily razlo is p good at shaking off the rust #can’t believe I have to crop meryl’s itty bitty tiddy for this smh #but I don’t think I shared Rs watching the most obnoxious fumbling in real time scrib here yet #there is a plot to that bottom scrib but I haven’t finished scribblin it yet adjfjskdjd #razlo the trip of death #razlo the tri punisher of death #livio the double fang #meryl stryfe #drawing #sketch #digital art #art #trigun #trigun maximum #fan art #trigun manga

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ikrutt · 9 months

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Tsik tsik tsiii-tsk!*, 2023

*Fram, fram, búandmenn!

Anna, that is not how you hold a sword. But I guess it doesn't matter when you can light yourself on fire.

For @nightmarehound via Art Fight.

#my art #artists on Tumblr #Art Fight #Art Fight 2023 #shrew #mammal #itty bitty epic battle to the death

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tardxsblues · 1 year

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Doctor Who | 8.12 Death in Heaven

#the thing about going through and giffing these scenes #is that i start to notice all the small itty bitty details i wouldn't have noticed otherwise #and let me tell you that clara's little lip wobble in this scene has me in the fetal position #and yes I did make a part 2 of the hug for pain #doctor who #dwedit #dwgifs #dw companions #twelve #twelfth doctor #clara oswald #twelveclara #whouffaldi #dws8 #episode: death in heaven #peter capaldi #jenna coleman #gif warning

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swanpit · 8 months

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Gives him chips and itty bitty baby camera.....

#puss in boots 2 #puss in boots the last wish #puss in boots death #puss in boots wolf #and itty bitty teensy weensy butty shorts

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cairavende · 5 months

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Worm Arc 14 thoughts from 14.8 through the end:

Gonna get a little bit gay up in here pretty soon. But first, some other stuff.

Pretty much jump right into "Oh shit everything is fucked" with the bio-weapon just spreading everywhere right away.

Skitter's focus on Tattletale specifically when trying to get them to higher ground was top level Chatterbug/Smugbug content. Like sure Sundancer and Trickster too, she wanted to save them. But when Bentley wasn't climbing fast enough what she said to herself in worry was "Tattletale."

Fucking god. Tattletale telling Skitter to fly to the higher building and use bugs so Trickster could teleport them and they'd follow? But fully knowing it wouldn't work and just trying to get Skitter to safety?

"It doesn’t look like her plan will work out. Tell her I’m sorry." - I WAS FUCKING BAWLING

I had figured that Bonesaw's contingency wasn't just a "everyone dies right now" virus or whatever. It would need to be artistic. And it would need to be a punishment to the local capes, both hero and villain. And the way to punish them would be to "take the city from them". "Make them watch it destroy itself." "Make them help".

I feel like what she did covered that general outline with a heavier focus on taking everything away from the capes. But still, god damn Bonesaw. Absolutely fucking terrifying. Super powered face blindness. At the base at least. Don't know who anyone is. Damn.

SKITTER IT'S NOT GAY YET THAT ISN'T TATTLETALE IT'S BONESAW! GAY WILL COME LATER!

If Jack put's his slimy fucking hands on my daughter again I will personally remove them.

The "Don't swear!" from Bonesaw while pretending to be Tattletale was fun. I managed to hit on it before that, but it was a good confirmation.

Fucking Jack and his "You’re versatile" after seeing Skitter make decoys while prepping to tie someone up with spiders. FUCK OFF WITH YOUR DREAMS YOU DICK. YOU CAN'T HAVE HER.

Instantly confirmed when Skitter flat refused to shoot someone despite Jack and Bonesaw telling her to. My daughter might not be perfect but she's not going to be one of you!

Coil fucked up a bit on the phone. He wasn't dealing with the pathogen so he should have done better. Even just asking everyone there to say something so he could listen to the voices. He would have known right away it wasn't Tattletale and Grue. Patching them through to Cherish that easily was a mistake. He really doesn't do as much as he could be. Like ya he's evil but that doesn't mean I'm not disappointed when he isn't using his full potential.

Cherish very fucked up when she thought letting Jack and Bonesaw know where she was would be good for her. Hope she likes her eternal torment at the bottom of the ocean. (Ok there's a chance she'll get pulled out in the future I guess.)

I'll admit, when Amy left with Victoria earlier I wasn't expecting to see them again so soon.

"Panacea is the healer, top floor, Jack is the slasher, the blond girl is the chemist-tinker." I don't know why, since it doesn't rhyme or anything, but I got very "The pellet with the poison's in the flagon with the dragon; the vessel with the pestle has the brew that is true" vibes from this.

Jack trying to convince Amy by talking about how many of her ancestors were successful by being cruel and Taylor just internally going "How many were successful because they cooperated?" Love my daughter.

Victoria is still very much . . . not dead.

HOLY SHIT AMY YOU PUT YOUR SISTER IN A PERSONALIZED FLESH COFFIN MADE FROM CATS AND DOGS?

Seriously. Personalized. It has her face on the outside made out of bone. What the actual fuck Amy?

Proud of my daughter for shooting Jack, even if it didn't work.

It's probably fine that Skitter got Amy to break her brain rule again. I mean like it's good. It was the only way to fix the pathogen. It saved herself and the city. That is all good. Just . . . there might also be some long term negative outcomes. Probably fine though.

Getting gets cured and goes off to cure the city be gay.

"I leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on her lips." - EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

WOLFSPIDER WOLFSPIDER WOLFSPIDER!

SO FUCKING GAY I LOST MY FUCKING MIND WHEN IT HAPPENED

"'You couldn’t have waited until after you’d cured me before you put the bugs on your face?' Tattletale asked. She was smiling as she asked it." - ALSO EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

SO GAY. DOUBLE GAY. EXTRA GAY. ALL THE GAY!

CHATTERBUGCHATTERBUGCHATTERBUG (SMUGBUG IS FINE TOO)!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also the level of effort the girls went through after that trying to figure out how to cure Grue and Regent without kissing? Fucking amazing. Kissing was only ok for these three. Obviously.

GAAAAAAY

Gay (bug)horse girl gay (bug)horse girl gay (bug)horse girl

And the remainder of the Nine got away. Which is pretty fucking bad I guess. What with the whole "end of the world" and all that. I get that story point is the *actual* big end of the arc. But it's been overshadowed. By the gays.

Did I mention things being gay? I just want to make sure. Cause they were. Gay that is.

Interlude 1 - Sierra is amazing. She is exactly who Skitter needs to be running things while she's away. Charlotte is also amazing and I think worships the ground Skitter walks on. My daughter is, as always, absolutely terrifying when described from anyone else's PoV. She only gets more so every time. She just uses bug speak without even realizing now. Amazing. I love her. Atlas is helping and I'm so proud of him. He even got to take the gun. I hope he gets to keep it.

Interlude 2 (thought about making this it's own post but I'll just keep it really simple) - God dammit all three of the big 3 are Cauldron created? Ugh. Legend you appear to be trying to do the right thing but you sure as shit aren't paying much attention are you? Holy shit like, you believed so much of what the Doctor has been saying for years? God damn bud. How could you look at Cauldron and assume they *aren't* doing human experimentation? Especially since you know they have done it in the past! Like god damn man! At least you do kind of acknowledge that maybe you were purposefully ignoring the signs cause you wanted to be ignorant. Maybe there is a little bit of hope for you. Hell of a lore dump interlude though. Gives me lots to think about. Also I'd absolutely listen to The Number Man talk about spreadsheets all day long.

GAY

#Worm #Worm Web Serial #Parahumans #Cairavende reads Worm #The Slaughterhouse Nine #Taylor Hebert #Lisa Wilbourn #Rachel Lindt #Wolfspider #Chatterbug #Smugbug #GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY #SO FUCKING GAY I'M DYING #I'm sure once Vicky wakes up and is released from her FLESH COFFIN that she will be just fine #Maybe a tiny itty bitty bit of therapy will be needed #For real though the first time The Number Man started talking I instantly wanted to be alone in a room with him.#It didn't matter that he was running over the possible outcomes of a end of the world situation and talking about the deaths of billions.#Fucking hell just spreadsheets to me man! PLEASE!#You can give me estimates all day long.#ALSO FOR REAL THOUGH IT WAS SO GAY #WOLFSPIDER WOLFSPIDER WOLFSPIDER WOLFSPIDER #CHATTERBUG CHATTERBUG CHATTERBUG CHATTERBUG

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itty-bitty-mess · 1 year

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Hi Uhm over never asked before sorry if your request aren’t open I was wondering if you could do a laima or Pygmy bitty bones torture fic where the bitty has eggs and the owner smashes them or something sad sorry this is my first time asking it’s okay if you don’t wanna do this

Hii!! Hello, sorry for taking so long I tend to abandon this blog a lot as I usually only post when I have content ideas haha! Also yeah I’m open to suggestions and requests!! Thanks for the request, I may have gone a bit overboard and it ended up extremely long, though.

Also I apologize for any bad English. Enjoy!

TW: BITTYBONES / LAMIA AB//USE, BITTY WHUMP, BITTY T*RT//URE

Your little Pygmy “Blue” had been acting a little strange lately and you couldn’t figure out why. He had started to eat more than usual as he screeched constantly for more food and demanded double dessert, he started to pile things up in his little cage and also managed to steal a couple of your own items to add to said piles. He had also gotten a bit more snappy and aggressive with your other lamias, especially with your poor little Papython “Papy” who was only politely asking him if everything was okay.

This wasn’t like Blue’s normal behavior as he was usually sweet and friendly, albeit a little egocentric and self-centered. It wasn’t until you noticed the little and very faint hearts in his belly that your realized what was going on: he was pregnant…

Who was the father? You didn’t know and honestly with the initial panic of lamia pregnancy you didn’t really have much energy to think about that. None of your lamias seemed to be romantically interested in one another, specially not in Blue. It was probably a random lamia at the Bitty Daycare that had played with Blue a little too much and now you were the one facing the consequences of it all. You made a mental note to stop leaving your lamias there, just to make sure.

Honestly, you weren’t sure about all of this. You barely managed to support yourself and your lamias as it was, if a whole brood of baby lamias was on the way the only thing you could be able to do is sell them or give them away. That, and also the fact that they would most likely be all pygmys and, to be completely honest, you could barely stand Blue’s loud personality as it was, an entire brood of them sounded like an absolute nightmare that would probably make you snap. However, the only thing you could do at the moment was try to stand Blue’s weird personality until he laid his eggs. The quicker the eggs were laid, the quicker they would be gone and the quicker things would go back to normal.

But as time passed, things just kept escalating. Blue started to steal from the other lamias’ food, he started hoarding toys and clothes, his cage now looked like a pigpen, etc. He even started stealing important work papers and even your own clothes for his “nest”. You were starting to lose you patience but you had to keep cool, a lamia needs a relaxed environment to be able to lay its eggs, so all you could do was suck it up.

Things just got worse from there, Blue kept wanting all the attention for himself, his cries and demands for food became loud and irritating screeches, he started leaving his waste in the other lamias’ cages and he started to rip up your favorite clothes, “for your scent!” he said once as you confronted him. He just became brattier and brattier every day, but it would all be worth it as he seemed extremely close to laying his eggs at any moment.

It wasn’t until you came back one day after work to find your beloved Papy hurt in the ground, cut off tail bleeding dust while Blue screeched and hissed at him to “stay away from his eggs”, that you realized this had gone too far. You grabbed Papy and took him to the Lamia Clinic hoping he would be okay.

Sadly, it wasn’t the case, you didn’t even make it halfway to the clinic when Papy muttered his last words to you: “I’m sorry human, please take care of my Blue and our little ones for me, okay?…” he said with a sweet smile, tears streaming down his face and then his whole body crumbled to dust. Your whole world stopped and you felt like you couldn’t breathe as you cradled the pile of dust in your hands and painful tears slipped from your eyes. Papy had been the first lamia you had adopted when you were in a bad place in life, he was the small ray of light during the storm and now… he was gone….

When you got home, the house felt empty. Sure, Blue and the other lamias were still around but it wasn’t the same without Papy. Your grieving was quickly interrupted by your Honey Bo who was tugging at your sleeve and then informed you that Blue seemed close to laying his eggs.

“Blue…” you muttered with venom in your mouth. The little bastard was the reason Papy was gone. You had given Blue so much and he had been so grateful and caring to you and the other lamias but this pregnancy had turned him into something else, into a disgusting murderer and you had only one thing in mind as you approached Blue’s cage: you would make him pay for everything.

As you approached the cage you could see the little pygmy acting frantically, as if he didn’t know how giving birth worked or what he was supposed to do. He seemed scared and anxious, at any other moment in life that would’ve tugged at your heart and you would’ve tried to soothe him as best as you could, but now? Oh, you had so much planned for this bastard.

You fakely cooed and hushed at him as you tried to gently carry him from his cage to a cardboard box you had prepared for the occasion. You laid poor anxious Blue on the blanketed floor of the box and rubbed his belly gently. He seemed to calm down and he looked at you with genuine trust in his heart. You could see the first egg was on its way and, as it was making its way out, you started applying light pressure on the pygmy’s belly.

At first, Blue didn’t seem to mind and thought you were helping him. But then you continued to apply more and more pressure which was starting to distress the lamia, but he kept quiet trying to concentrate. After a long two hours of doing the same thing, the batch of eggs came out finally.

Blue seemed relieved and quickly made his way to his eggs, cuddling them and looking proud of himself. You fakely smiled at him, trying to hide the burning rage and hatred within you. You grabbed Blue him back by the tail. As he hissed at you, you shut him up with a loud yell. He was immediately taken aback but stood still as you pressed on his tail to keep him from moving.

You got close to the annoying little pygmy and whispered in his ear the question “where is the father, Blue?” and Blue froze in place. Its like the thing hadn’t even worried about whether Papy was okay or not, like he hadn’t thought of the fact that HE had fatally hurt his eggs’ father. He froze in place and didn’t say anything. And then he reached his arms out to you asking for his eggs with an annoying little “mweh?”, as if he was a toddler saying “up, up” and not a grown adult lamia that had killed his own mate.

You snapped. You dragged the thing even further behind and then brought out some tape form a nearby shelf. You taped his body to the cardboard floor and left him completely immobile. He was in an ironic reaching distance of his eggs but couldn’t move. Then you started the fun. You grabbed one egg and dangled it over his head as he screeched in fear, he didn’t want you accidentally dropping it.

Unfortunate for him that was exactly the plan. You dropped the egg to the floor and the little skeleton silhouette inside of it immediately disappeared as it cracked and the whole thing turned to dust. Then you yelled at him “PAPY IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU LITTLE SHIT”.

He froze, tears streamed down his face at everything that was happening: his owner has yelling and cursing at him, his “mate” was dead because of him, and his egg- HIS EGG??? HIS EGG HAD BEEN CRUSHED??. He screamed and cried, trying to free one of his arms as if that would do anything to fix the broken egg.

You smiled sadistically and grabbed another egg, this time however you grabbed the tied up pygmy as well and brought both to the kitchen. You laid him down as he was taped to the piece of cardboard and could only watch as you laid the egg inside the blender. He panicked again, he screamed and cried begging for mercy and forgiveness with that stupid, squeaky voice of his. You turned the blender on and the little heart inside the egg shattered as the egg turned to dust.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! PLEASE STOP IM SORRY IM SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN IT IM SORRY DON’T HURT MY BABIES PLEASE IM SORRY” he screeched and begged as you grabbed the egg dust and shoved it down his throat. You forced him to swallow, threatening that another egg would be broken if he didn’t and he did, thinking it was finally over. But it wasn’t.

You took another egg and pushed it close to Blue, he rubbed his cheek over it protectively trying to cover it with his scent. Except then you dropped your fist over it and just like that another one of Blue’s babies was gone. He screamed again. You grabbed another egg and dropped it in the pot of boiling water you had already prepared for all of this.

He screamed and frantically tried to free himself, thinking maybe he could save this one. The little skeleton silhouette inside of the translucent egg looked almost identical to Blue, the little baby looked like it started to cry as if he was asking Blue why he had done this. The baby’s heart shattered and the baby itself started to melt inside his egg in an extremely painful and gruesome manner as almost inaudible cries could be heard from within the egg.

Blue let out a blood curdling scream as he watched his eggs get murdered. But you didn’t care, you hated the stupid thing and anything associated to it, you wanted it all gone. You kept on grabbing more and more eggs as you smashed and broke them in different creative ways. You threw them against the wall, you force-fed them to Blue, crushed them in your hand and occasionally let Blue get close to his eggs, only to rip the away from him and crushing them in your hands.

Blue couldn’t take it, he begged and screamed and tried to do anything he could to save his babies but failed pathetically each time. Once you were done with the fun no more eggs were left and you smiled sadistically, satisfied with your work. Only one last thing was left: Blue.

The pygmy was destroyed emotionally beyond recognition, he started shaking once again as you approached him and grabbed him with such brute force that it was a miracle you only broke a couple of ribs. You finally removed his from the cardboard but kept him tied up in tape, couldn’t risk him attacking you when you were having so much fun. You tossed him back into his cage, which was now empty of all the “nests” he had made and the luxuries you had given him. You stripped him from his fancy clothes and took his favorite bandana and ripped it to pieces as he cried for you to stop.

You then closed the door to his cage, grabbed the whole thing and started shaking it like your life depended on it. Louds squeaks, screams, cries and begs were heard but they fell on deaf ears. You were pretty sure the pygmy’s tail, and the rest of his ribs were now broken as you heard the crunching of bones each time he hit a wall of the cage. Good.

This was it; you were almost done with this stupid, worthless thing once and for all. You dropped the cage to the floor as you heard a loud thud where Blue had a really painful landing. Then you pulled out your most recent purchase: “Lamia-B-Gone Spray” an extremely effective poison spray for lamias you had gotten in case a stray lamia made its way into your home.

You opened the cage door just a little and pressed your finger hard over the spray cap and let the poison cover every inch of Blue’s enclosure. Loud coughing echoed around the room with loud cries for mercy mixed in as well.

“This is what you fucking deserve, you worthless piece of shit” You said in a loud voice, making sure Blue knew how much you hated him now and how much you wanted him gone once and for all. You kept spraying non stop until the bottle was empty and until Blue’s cries faded out. You pressed your ear against the cage, making sure Blue wasn’t breathing anymore. You opened the cage and you saw Blue’s dying body on the left corner, his tail and left arm quickly turning into dust.

With the little force he had left he begged for mercy once again and cried for you to help him. You smiled and tilted the cage down so he would fall directly on the hard concrete floor. He looked at you with pleading eyes as his body was shutting down and his right arm turned to dust as well. You spat on his face and, without giving him the privilege of a final word, you stomped on him with full force. You stomped on him at least 12 times just to make sure he was dead, and he was. In fact the only thing left of him was his dusty remains.

You quickly broomed the dust, threw it in the trash where it belonged and finally sat down on your couch with a satisfied and fulfilled smile on your face. Sure, this was far form what Papy had wanted, but it had been the right thing to do and now you were at peace with your remaining lamias who would behave unless they wanted the same fate as Blue.

#bittybones #lamiatale #bitty torture #bitty abuse #bitty bullying #bitty death #bitty whump #pygmy #honey bo #papython #egg smashing #request #this is longer than im used to but i really enjoyed doing this #idk if ill keep the format in the future but we'll see

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