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warpcorphusbandry · 11 months
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Hey everybody, Mod Tomerry here! We forgot to announce that we were on a short break due to some trains needing maintenance, but we're back now, ready to share more of our Limbi knowledge! As a little token of gratitude for the patience of our commuters, here are some nice transparent images of our 12 favourite Limbi specimens! I and Mod Kromer hope that you can all find these useful ^^
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Safe travels, passengers!
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twistedshack · 5 days
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can i give judge gregor a kiss (you definitely don't know who this is) - 👽
"Well Geez, I'm honored and flattered you'd be willing to give me a kiss with such enthusiasm! The redness in my face only reflects the red love in your heart!" -Judge Gregor
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Judge Gregor in fact gets very flustered, especially considering you left kiss marks (for comedic effect, not gender specific because all people can wear lipstick) all over his face for all the crew to see.
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asklawyer · 11 months
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LIMBUS COMPANYYYYYYYTT
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inkandpaintleopard · 2 months
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Father Gregor: very religious and old-fashioned, concerned with upholding the righteous ways of God, probably a prude
Boyfriend: does not give two shits about any of that and just wants to bang and be with his GF
Both of them are also Very determined and stubborn so it just ends up becoming a weird sort of cat and mouse game where you can never tell who's who
This is so great the more I think about it the more I think these two as a duo would be so interesting like the sheer amount of ways they oppose each other is insane
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Wanted to draw a thing for this but I can’t draw Father Gregor yet so we’re on Boyfriend’s eye level
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wifting · 2 months
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Gregor LCB stimboard!
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[Self indulgent | req closed]-🏀
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OH BRUH I’VE FINALLY REMEMBERED TO ASK THIS
So I started writing a sort of fanfiction at the beginning of the month (freaking finally) but I stopped because uhh
I need your wisdom on who a Starcatcher Father Gregor would be
So the general idea Starcatcher Skid and Pump both have cosmic Eyes powers, and they need someone to teach them about it (Pump knows his powers but is unaware of the full scale of them, Skid thinks he’s just normal).
So I was like “hey, that could be Gregor! He literally became their self-appointed guide in the new episode, and if he still worships a god, it would just be Eyes which would work out perfectly!”
But like… what would he actually be? Would he still be a priest? Would he be a cultist of some sort? What’s his job? What would he look like? Maybe he could look like an angel or something?
Idk I just need some sort of input
Okay but that is like a really fascinating question-
In my head I see like, two options for Gregor:
1. He's a scientist astronaut that's been studying the cosmos and the various lifeforms within for decades
He's not particularly aligned with anything, but is very knowledgeable. Perhaps his quest for knowledge lead him to encountering Eyes directly a few times. He doesn't like talk about the encounters themselves, but it has resulted in him learning a lot of things
2. Literally just Galaxy Angel. Maybe where Eyes is a god, Gregor is like a demi god, or perhaps just an archangel of Eyes?
Idk why but I still see the cult being like. Just a bunch of humans that worship Eyes, and associated celestial beings like Skid's dad and in this case, Gregor. Maybe in some funny sense of irony, Gregor would rather they Not worship him
But uh yeah, basically same scenario as 1, except Gregor actually has full context for what he's talking about, but it's in still in his Olden Ways and might not be fully suited for how Skid and Pump take in information
Hopefully this helps bc it's actually quite fun to think about
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gregor (more limbus company yippee) as an avatar of the corruption
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limbushusbandry · 5 months
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please help. im trapped in my house. there is a pack of R.B. Gregors and they have all acquired knives. they are being led by a ryoshu who somehow managed to get some sort of medieval dagger. please advise urgent
run and pray. good luck 🫡🫡🫡🫡
-mod dante
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the-whumpening · 3 months
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The Caged Tiger | Part 8
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CW: dehumanization, noncon body mod, gaslighting, mild body horror (mostly for tigers, I guess?), Ozmund doing what he does best
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Rather than leading Ash to the laboratory as he always does, Ozmund instead leads him through labyrinthine hallways and passages. Though he’s been cleaned and healed with a quick flourish of magic, his clothes hadn’t been returned; even so, he’s past the point of caring.
Finally, they reach an ornate oak door. With a snap of Ozmund’s fingers, symbols etched into the doorframe shine green with magic, and the door swings open to a chaotic, overflowing study. Ash recognizes an anatomical sketch on a chalkboard—it’s his body. In a far corner, shoved beneath piles of books, he also catches a glimpse of his traveling bag. At one time, he would have yearned for the contents of that bag, but now . . . he barely registers its existence.
“I’ve been saving this for just the right occasion,” Ozmund says to Owen as he rummages through his belongings to retrieve a bronze box. He opens it for Owen to admire, but Ash can’t see inside. “Go fetch a chair, Bubbles.”
“What? Why me?” Owen whines. “And quit calling me that.”
Ozmund waves him off as he rolls up his sleeves. “I had to reassign Faye somewhere else for now. She was getting too . . . attached. It seems she thinks of him like a pet. So, congratulations.” He claps Owen on the back. “You’ve been promoted to my assistant—temporarily, at least. The chair, if you please.”
Scoffing, Owen retreats from the study. Ash stands still just inside the doorway, his eyes fixed on the floor. The rumble of noise usually present in his mind has fallen silent, replaced now with only Ozmund’s cheerful hum as he flits about the room. It’s strange to see Ozmund like this—nearly every interaction he and Ash have ever had was marred with anger and tension; Ash has never seen him in his normal, natural state. Is this the Ozmund Evius fell in love with?
As Ozmund buzzes from bookshelf to bookshelf, stopping only to remove a thick disheveled journal, Owen returns. He drags a hard-backed wooden chair behind him, parking it in the middle of the room directly under the exquisite chandelier.
“Perfect,” Ozmund says, chuckling slightly to himself. “Maybe you’re not so useless after all.” He steers Ash by the shoulder, sitting him down backwards in the chair. Ash can hear the scraping of Ozmund’s chair settling behind him; the journal is cracked open and laid out on a table to their side, the open bronze box set neatly beside it.
“Think of this as a gift, Ash,” Ozmund continues, his hand now pressed on Ash’s back. “This magic is rare, expensive, and difficult—and I’m giving it to you. A reward, for your loyalty.”
For me? Did I really earn this—whatever it is? Should I be grateful? The thoughts tumble around Ash’s mind, folding and unfolding on one another in a lethargic dance.
Ash can feel something cold and sharp against his skin, followed by a tingling of energy from Ozmund’s magic. “This will not be pleasant, though,” he warns Ash, pressing the needle into Ash’s flesh.
In a matter of seconds, thousands of pinpricks erupt across his body. Like a line of fire ants marching across his skin, every inch of his back begins to burn. The pain is intense, flowing from his spine to his limbs and back again, but he doesn’t react. It hurts, but he’s been through worse. It hurts, but what’s the point in fighting it? It hurts, but is that just part of the reward?
For the several hours it takes to finish the spell, Ash slumps still and stoic against the back of the chair. No chains, no restraints; his will to fight is broken beyond repair. From his vantage point in the middle of the room, he can easily see his bag. His sending stone should be in there. His clothes, his books, the cloak Evius gave him . . . He waits for these thoughts to stir any feelings, but he’s just too empty.
When Ozmund is finally finished, he helps Ash to his feet and leads him to a full-length mirror in the parlor adjoining his study. For the first time in what he assumes have been months, Ash sees himself. He struggles to process the image before him—is this really me? His hand instinctively runs through his hair, now so much shorter than he’s ever kept it. Dozens of new scars criss-cross his skin: a slash down his face; burns on his arms, legs, and neck; and gashes of every shape and size scattered throughout. His figure seems different, too, in more subtle ways. Perhaps his muscles are more pronounced than before, or perhaps his posture has changed from months of cramped conditions and humiliation. He’s not sure, but his body no longer feels quite like it belongs to him anymore. Most striking of all, however, is Ozmund’s gift.
“I always liked you better with stripes,” Ozmund muses.
Tattooed all over Ash’s body is a brand new pelt of stripes. It’s a crude caricature of the ones he was born with, made from bits and pieces of other tigers’ markings mangled and stitched together. He recognizes many of these portions—Kitara’s face, Nino’s legs, Gregor’s back. Melding the three are nonsensical patterns Ozmund must have made himself. Sure, to the untrained eye, he does look an awful lot like a tiger, but to him . . . He truly is an abomination now.
“You don’t have to thank me.” Ozmund disrupts his trance, and he is suddenly pulled back into reality. And the reality is: this gift is truly generous. Evius’ magical tattoo makes him nearly untouchable, and it did indeed cost him a small fortune. To be given such a boon, for free? Ash’s cheeks twitch into a strained smile, and he ducks his head in a gesture of appreciation. “Now there’s a good lad,” Oz praises, replacing the metal collar back on his neck. “I think things shall be a bit different around here from now on, don’t you?”
That night, his dinner is back to its usual contents of meat and stew rather than just broth. He’s even given a mug to scoop his water out of the trough.
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taahko · 7 months
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remembered gregor the overlander and went on the wiki literally who is this supposed to be because ummmm.
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sasquach-scratches · 4 months
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Well, you're in a hot tub, for one
A better question would be
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why aren't I? never mind the armor is just combat undies
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Hello! I've been seeing several people be stumped to find their beloved pet Limbuscompanius (Limbi for short) having metamorphosed insectile tissue, notably, Extra limbs, Antennae, extra eyes and more. i am here to answer your questions and help you take care of your Metamorphosed Limbuscompanius Insecta.
What is a Limbuscompanius Insecta?
it is a species under the genus Limbuscompanius, juveniles of this species look like normal Limbi once they reach approximately 3 months of age they will enter their Metamorphosis into adulthood, they will undergo a drastic visual change, insectile features will appear onto their bodies. at first it is fully cosmetic but after 4 to 7 days they will exhibit "Insect-like" behavior (climbing on walls, hiding in dark spaces, buzzing, flying if wings are present and burrowing in some individuals).
their appearance is based on either their personal feelings or if they have been exposed to a certain insect species for a large amount of their adolescence, for some reason the bugs they mirror are not usually exclusive to a specific Limbi. as an example, every Limbi can metamorphose Butterfly wings and antennae.
(However one notable is exception are Roach Limbi, they seem to be exclusive to Gregors, if you find a Roach Limbi that isn't a Gregor it's most likely been forced to metamorphose that way.)
I am a researcher of Limbi biology and I've seen how many owners become terrified that their beloved Limbi seemingly grew bug features overnight, as i wish to have some anonymity call me Mod Moses, i use both She/her and He/him pronouns however NO THEY/THEM when referring specifically to me, Capiche?
I hope to help you with taking care and answer your questions about your Insectoid Limbi. however please keep in mind several Insectoid Limbi are rather elusive so i might not have the best information readily available or outdated information. i apologize in advance if that is the case
so please ask away!
also i am definently not associated with The Old G corp no siree i swear :)
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twistedshack · 2 days
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i'm gonna propose to judge gregor with a ring pop /silly (hi nova 😁) - 👽
"IVE ALWAYS WANTED TO GET MARRIED!!! In delicious fashion as well! ❤️💛🩶🖤" -Judge Gregor
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lobcorpconfessions · 2 years
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Of all the limbus men, of course I had to fall for Gregor. WHY DID THEY MAKE THE COCKROACH MAN HOT
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inkandpaintleopard · 2 months
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Father Gregor throws holy water (would angels have that?) onto BF and BF, completely unphased, just boops "you got my clothes wet! >:("
Their dynamic is just gonna be on my mind now like omg there’s so much potential here for all kinds of wacky religion based stuff
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proseka-headcanons · 2 months
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heck. it's kamikou second years anon back at it again at krispy kreme (pet* edition) (*definition of pet might be stretched)
mizuki, nene, an and akito all pass around one fake rubber cockroach as a just in case whenever they see tsukasa. toya actively discourages it but the other four have grown attached to the rubber cockroach and when he confiscated it he felt bad so he gave it back. they named it and everything it's their child now
there's a strange purple cat that occasionally shows up on campus that the five of them have befriended. mizuki made up the theory that it's rui in disguise ("we've never seen the two of them in the same location before!") that toya fully believes (an is starting to believe too, but she won't admit it). it does not help that this cat hates being near the vegetable garden
nene has a tamagotchi that she cannot keep alive. she just can't. she tries her best but she always gets distracted and forgets about it and when she comes back it's dead. the rest do not know this; she once lent it to an to let her try and it died off the bat and an didn't know how to break it to nene so she blamed it on akito (who had no idea what was happening)
Do they name the roach Gregor /silly /reference /sorry the lobotomy /sorry my demons /I love you bug guy -🦈
HELP????? also i don't wanna name it gregor, we all know how that ends :( also rui cat real - 🥞
the cat IS rui. rui is a cat we all know this and also purple and hates vegetables it's 100% rui. also the cockroach is named JEREMY and we're passing him around and hopefully one day we can sneak him into tsukasa's pocket... a group of silly teenagers can dream... also i've realized all of the kamikou 2nd years are represented by mods now. me, mod aki, mod toya, mod nene and mod an! the gang's all here - 🎀
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