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I went through so many versions of this and couldn't decide on how to end it and so I went with a joke on Grime being left out. Then again Sasha and P&B have a lot of catching up to do. Onto the Lumity proposal comic
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ivysundews · 2 years
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Arts been slow cuz I started a new job so I’ve been WORKIN!!! But here’s some toads 🙌
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I miss them so much
Art by Sharix on Reddit.
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unidentifiedfroggy · 6 months
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always thinking abt toads in amphibia they fascinate me. without fail fascinating. i want to know more abt toad culture i want to know more abt their customs i want to know more abt how they function in amphibia's caste system. i love u grime i love u percy i love u braddock i love u barrel i love u beatrix i love u honourary toad sasha i love all the toads
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iersei · 2 years
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Day 3: Toad
i think they deserve to be cute together
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Frogtober Prompts
Prompts created by @boobchuy​
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strengthwuzhere · 6 months
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Meet the eldest Waybright child, Percy! He's an awesome brother and a even awesomer husband.
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kody-draws · 2 years
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Designs for my adoptive au! Plus some small notes
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mysteriouslee · 7 months
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Day 4
lee!Sasha ler!Percy and Braddock
Sasha was sitting on the window of toad tower brooding and angrily pouting after a failed mission.
"Hey Sash, come down from there you have injuries we need to patch up"yelled Braddock
Sasha only glared at them for a bit and then started to come down from the elevated area.
"She's like a mini Grime" Percy whispered to Braddock.
The trio made it to the resting quarters and sat on a bed.Sasha removed her armour and just waited for Percy and Braddock to get it over with.
"Looks like you got the least injuries out of all of us" said Braddock, prompting Percy to take a sigh of relief.
Percy slapped Sasha on the back "You really had us scared there, we saw a blood path and we were scared it was you" said Percy.
Sasha didn't respond she just slumped against the wall and brooded even more.
"Uh oh, looks like someone has a case of the mondays...or however you hummuses like to call it" said Braddock as she poked Sasha's ribs.
Sasha shifted slightly at the feeling, she then jumped when she felt jabs to her back.
"Guhuys" Sasha giggled nervously, she had no armour to protect her now.
Braddock scribbled and traced her claws on Sasha's ribs and Percy went for her sides.
"Eek! Stahahahahp" Sasha giggled and wrestled out of Percy's grasp, however Braddock had a really strong grip.
Percy scribbled on Sasha's neck and what came next was a blood curdling scream.
"PERHEHEHECEY"shrieked Sasha.
"Looks like you found her weak spot Perce" said Braddock.
Braddock continued on Sasha's ribs while Percy tormented Sasha's neck.
Sasha let out a plethora or slurred curses as she attemptes to fight her way out.
Suddenly Grime barged in. "WHAT IS ALL THIS RACKET" he yells.
Grime looks upon his squad members fooling around and relaxed.
"Sasha's brooding so were making her feel better"said Percy.
Grime looked at them and thought back to his siblings.
Percy and Braddock backed off and let Sasha lie on the bed. They went to leave the room.
"Rest little sister and tomorrow we try again" said Braddock as she turned off the light.
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froggyworlds · 1 year
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The Calamity is on what’s supposed to be a routine data pick-up. Some outpost on a far-off planet was abandoned in a panic when one of the scientists was killed in an experiment, and everyone forgot to back up their research to their ship’s systems before leaving. In fact, it almost seems like they specifically tried to encode it so it wouldn’t be read, but it’s more likely it’s just classified information they didn’t want just anyone to get their hands on.
But the crew of the Calamity aren’t just anyone. They’re some of the best-equipped individuals in the galaxy to deal with shit from outer space. Led by Captain Andrias Leviathan, this is the perfect mission for fledgling communications officer Ensign Anne Boonchuy and her colleagues and fellow graduates Sasha Waybright and Marcy Wu. Even with the four little stowaways on board, this mission should go off without a hitch.
Until it doesn’t, and Lieutenant Percy is found dead, and fingers start pointing at a deadly alien impostor onboard. As the casualties start mounting up and the list of suspects starts narrowing, Anne has to chose her allies carefully, or she’ll risk losing everyone she loves.
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yes. yes this is an Among Us AU. yes I made the entire plot of this in one day. yes this AU has the highest major character death count out of all of my AUs. yes, I plan to pull your heartstrings and make you scream at me. and yes, Marcy is sus. 
please look at all the tags before reading, as this fic is gonna have some pretty,,,, interesting stuff in it! it’s a murder mystery AU with eldritch alien bullshit sprinkled in for good taste, so yeah, graphic description of corpses (among other things) coming right up! 
that being said, here’s a sneak peek from the fic:
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“I could easily bust a ghost even if they were real,” Polly Plantar had chimed in, then, with a chorus of agreement from her companions - her brother, Sprig, and his “totally-not-girlfriends” Ivy Sundew and Maddie Flour. The four kids stowed away on the ship when Anne and Hop Pop had boarded, and originally had been kept away from the work being done. They’d begun poking their noses into things anyways, however, and the crew soon discovered that the little kiddos had a lot more talent than they’d originally been given credit for, Polly especially being a jack-of-all trades. You got a problem? One of them could likely handle it almost as easily as any of the adults onboard.
And then they’d all been called back to tasks, and the group dispersed from lunch. Polly skipped along after Marcy back to the room where the central database was, the core of this whole operation. Much of the information was annoyingly encoded, but their job was just to upload it to the Calamity’s computer and work through the encryption later. Polly, of course, was already working on cracking some of it, and had proudly announced that one of the words was “BIOLOGICAL” before lunch.
“Captain Leviathan to Lieutenant Wu. Marcy, can you come meet me onboard in my office? I have an important matter I’d like to discuss with you privately.”
Marcy jumped slightly at her comm badge going off, but quickly recovered and responded with a quick “Sure thing, Andrias! I’ll be there in a sec.” She shrugged at Polly, and the little girl made a face in return.
“Probably something science-related. You are the head of that department.”
Marcy nodded in agreement. “Wish me luck.”
“Good luck.”
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safekeeperscosm · 2 years
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ngl i was hoping near the end there we couldnve gotten grime with percy & braddock and show us they had a tadpole but I gueSS I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING MYSELF.
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Can you do E4 for Percy and C4 for Braddock, please?
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corgiplays · 2 years
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I present the campers of Camp North Point
Sasha daughter of Odin
Ivy daughter of Loki
Percy son of Baldr
Braddock daughter of Höðr
Their counselor
Grime son of Týr
And Mother Olm the shaman
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wil-is-done · 1 year
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Purple Flashes - Chapter 2
Summary: Humans are dangerous. Grime knew that. He warned his men of them, even as he welcomed one into their ranks. They are master manipulators, so he always listens with suspicion. They are physically proficient, so he never underestimates one. But, even with all these precautions, none prepared him for when their eyes flash purple.
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IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a repost.
Percy gulped. The stable door was within sight. The sun had just passed its peak. He’d put off doing this for what felt like hours. He couldn’t put it off any longer. Not if he didn’t want to disappoint the captain. 
He marched right up to the stable door, his boots making wet, heavy slaps against the mud. He sucked in one last big breath, before pulling the door wide open.
Commander Sasha was inside. Leaning against a bale of hay, with her arms crossed, being all calm and cool like she always did. Exactly where Captain Grime said she would be. 
Percy shot a glance at her hip. She didn’t have a sword with her.
The door swinging open caught Sasha’s attention, and when she turned to look, Percy was greeted with a wide smile, so natural and easy coming from her. “Oh, hey! ‘Sup Percy?” 
Percy tried going for a casual smile, just like one he’d show the commander on any regular day - Captain Grime said the commander couldn’t know that anything was amiss. He’d like to think he did an okay job at it. “Oh, uh, yeah, n-not much,” he said, casually.
The commander raised an eyebrow and cocked her head. Percy made a small noise. Gotta say something casual, quick. “W-what are you doing here?”
The commander stared for a moment, before shrugging. “Grimesy said he wanted to meet me here.” She nodded at him. “You?”
“Oh. You know. Just looking for a.. a… thing,” Percy casually replied, with a casual shrug, and a casual smile. 
“Right,” the commander said, slowly. 
Percy was confident the commander suspected nothing was afoot.
With a start, Percy realized he’d been standing at the doorway for far too long. He cleared his throat, and marched inside, past the commander. His destination was deeper in the stable, out of the commander’s view. That made things a little bit easier.
“Hey, you heading in the tower after this?” Percy heard her call out.
“Uh- yes! Yep, going to the tower,” he called back, after a moment. His head didn’t register it at first. His destination took up most of what little attention he could muster.
Inside one of the stable stalls, partially shrouded in shadow, Percy spotted a dark shape slowly rising and falling. A shiver passed through his body. He wasn’t there to see the creature being brought in, but he’d heard about it from the others. A freshly-caught hairy tarantula. These beasts are dangerous at the best of times, but this one’s especially violent, volatile, unpredictable. She’s barely tamed, and she’s trying hard to keep it that way. Capturing her almost costed the tower a soldier, or so he heard. A wooden gate locked with a steel latch was now the only thing keeping the beast from mauling him. From mauling the commander.
Percy couldn’t even begin to imagine why the captain would give him this order, but his words were crystal clear. Orders are orders.
“If you run into Grime, tell him to haul his ass over here, double time. Been waiting here for twenty minutes.”
Percy didn’t answer. He was busy dragging a sack filled with feed from the corner, ripping it open, and dumping the feed right in front of the stall gate. Inside, the beast began to stir.
“Percy?”
Percy jumped. He hadn’t been paying full attention to anything the commander was saying. He had to respond, fast. Couldn’t risk her getting suspicious and investigating what he was up to.
“Um-! Yes, commander!” he exclaimed. A bit of a stock answer, but he hoped it was enough.
“Hey, I told you, no need to use that ‘commander’ crap. Just Sasha’s fine.”
Gulping, Percy took a step closer towards the gate. His eyes were on the latch keeping the gate locked. He raised his hand, hovering ever closer towards it.
“Right! Right.” 
The words left his lips hand in hand with a forced chuckle. The cold, rusted metal of the latch burned the moment it touched his skin. Percy closed his eyes, and for a moment, spoke the truth.
“Sorry, Sasha.”
The latch slid open with a quiet click. Four of the tarantula’s eyes blink open.
It took everything within Percy to not sprint his way out the stables. Instead, he kept himself to a rapid, yet steady pace. Even gave Sasha a weak, mumbling excuse of not finding what he was looking for in here. He stepped out of the stables, and swung the door closed with a loud thud before he could have second thoughts. He slid his sword out of its sheath and jammed it between the two door handles, barring the door from the outside.
There. He followed Captain Grime’s orders. To the letter.
Percy stepped back. The realization of what he did abruptly dawned on him.
“Excellent work, Percy.”
He spun around, shrieking. The captain was there, smiling at him. 
Percy blinked. Paused. Captain Grime was smiling at him.
“Despite your doubts, you followed your orders like a true soldier.” The captain placed a firm hand on his shoulder. Percy had to make sure to keep breathing. “A true soldier deserves my respect.”
Percy wanted to squeal. He wanted to shed tears of joy. He wanted to rush the captain and squeeze him in the biggest, tightest hug in history. A month ago, he would have, but not now. He knew better. He knew the procedure. He stood up even straighter, feet together and shoulders raised, and gave the captain a salute. The captain nodded, once, satisfied.
The snap and splintering of wood broke the solemn silence, coming from inside the stable.
“Wh- what the hell?!”
Percy grimaced. Sasha’s voice was unmistakable, muffled as it was coming from the other side of the door. A series of crashes and clangs followed, of rapid, panicked footsteps against hay and dirt. Then, the door began to shake, and frantic bangs against it came from the other side. 
“What the-?! Hey! Open the goddamn door!”
The terrible shriek of a beast pierced the air. Percy flinched. There was no mistaking what was happening behind that door. He felt sick. He thought praise from the captain would make it go away, would make it easier, but he still felt like he was about to spill out his breakfast all over the floor.
Percy chanced a glance at the captain. His smile stretched wider than before; a terrible maw of sharpened fangs.
The captain set his eyes on the roof of the stable, and leapt. The roof cracked as the captain landed on it, but somehow didn’t break, much to Percy’s surprise. The captain knelt beside something out of Percy’s sight, and it took him a moment to realize the captain was watching whatever was going on inside through a hatch on the roof. 
Percy bit his lip. The knot in his stomach was impossible to ignore. He had to see what’s going on in there. Captain’s orders or not, in the end, he was the one who fired the arrow, who forced Sasha into this terrible situation. Simply walking away didn’t feel right. He had to force himself to watch, whether he liked it or not. And technically, the captain hadn’t dismissed him yet, so he wasn’t free to leave anyway.    
He found a ladder leading up to the roof and climbed it as quietly as he could. He braced himself for an angry bark from the captain when he reached the top, but he heard nothing. The captain seemed completely absorbed with whatever terrible thing was happening inside. Percy approached, a low whine leaving him from the back of his throat, inch by inch, step by step, and not once the captain looked up. Not even as Percy knelt beside him and peered through the half-open hatch. 
Percy’s eyes went round as saucers. The beast had indeed broken free of its stall, and she was out for blood. Poor Sasha had gotten her hands on a rake, doing the best she could to fend off the tarantula. A thrust and a swipe forced the beast to back away for a moment. The beast retaliated with a short lunge, her hiss ringing, regaining what little ground she lost, and slowly but surely cornering Sasha against the door. Sasha gripped the rake tight with both hands and charged forward. At the last second, she stabbed the rake to the floor, using it to vault over the tarantula, landing perfectly into a roll. Looking back over her shoulder, Sasha glared, her lips set in a smirk. 
Percy bit his lip. Sasha’s all grins and glares, but even he could see the panic growing behind the mocking smirk she wore. She couldn’t keep this up forever, and she knew it. 
A low growl came from Percy’s left. He looked up and saw the captain’s brow set into a frown. For some reason, he didn’t look happy, not in the slightest. He looked… expectant. 
A shriek tore Percy’s attention back to the stable. The rake in Sasha’s hands had been snapped in half, the other half lying broken and useless underneath the tarantula. She feinted left only to dash right, but the beast was faster, cutting off her escape. She tried the opposite direction, and met the same result. Worse, as she tried to back away, she stumbled. 
The beast lunged. Sasha was knocked to the ground, the beast immediately on top of her, pinning her. She thrashed about, punching and kicking and screaming, but the beast barely flinched. The beast bared its fangs, slick and glistening. Sasha screamed, reared back an arm-
Her eyes flashed purple.
Percy gaped.
Sasha’s palm struck the beast’s head.
Both of them disappeared from view; blasted off in opposite directions by some intangible force.
The force - a visible ripple in the air - spread outward in a blink of an eye. The force passed by Percy, blowing the hatch wide open and knocking him on his back. He caught himself, barely, nearly falling off of the roof. The force - he recognized it. He felt something like it before.    
It was wind. Strong, overwhelming, and freezing cold.
And it was created by Sasha?
The roof creaked beside him. The captain had stood up. He was smiling.
The captain leapt from the roof and landed in front of the stable door. Percy stared for a moment, expression blank, but he quickly shook himself out of it and scrambled for the ladder. He had to see this through to the end.
He rounded the corner just as the captain threw the door open. He marched inside, eyes set ahead, taking long strides without fear, while Percy followed after him, meek and slow, his eyes darting all around the interior. The blast had left the stable in chaos. Tools that were once tidily tucked away were strewn about on the floor. Several stall gates had been blasted open, some barely hanging from its hinges. But, neither caught Percy’s attention. What did were the small flecks of ice, covering sections of the floor, the pillars, even the ceiling.
Percy spent but a few seconds mesmerized by the ice when a deep, rumbling chuckle reminded him of more pressing matters. He turned towards the captain, followed his gaze, and bit back a yelp. The tarantula was splayed open on the farthest wall, dead, impaled against a multitude of rusted tools and weapons. Blue blood coated the brown-red steel jutting out of its still-twitching body, slowly dripping onto the floor. Percy couldn’t hold back a shudder. To have such old, blunted metal pierce through the thick hide of a tarantula, the force required would be monumental.
“C-Captain,” Percy began with a gulp, dread welling up inside his chest, glancing at the captain’s direction, “w-what is happening here?”
For a moment, the captain didn’t answer. He casted an eye over his shoulder, the smile on his lips stretching too wide, before turning in place. “The start of something terrible.”
Percy turned in place as well, and gasped.
Sasha lie slumped against the opposite wall, her eyes shut, her body motionless. A trail of red cascaded down her hair, between her eyes, and past her left cheek. A small pool was beginning to form under her.
Percy rushed to her side. He had no idea what’s happening, why the captain gave him this order, or how Sasha made that crazy burst of wind, but one thing he did know was that Sasha was injured, and orders or not, he was the one responsible for it.
“She- she needs to go to the infirmary!” Percy shuffled closer, readying himself to lift Sasha as gently as possible.
“Indeed.” A rough hand landed on his shoulder and abruptly shoved him to the side. Looking up, he saw the captain looming over Sasha. “I’ll bring her there myself.”
Captain Grime knelt down, and Percy cringed, bracing for the worst. Knowing the captain, he wouldn’t be surprised if he picked Sasha up by the collar and dragged her all the way to the infirmary that way. However, Percy could only stare in silence, because Captain Grime carefully placed a hand under Sasha’s neck to support her head, used his other arm to support her body, and slowly rose to his feet, not rushing, not making any sudden movements that might upset the wound. Percy had never seen the captain handle anything with that kind of gentleness before.
Percy continued to stare as the captain began to walk away. As the captain suddenly stopped at the doorway.
“Percy?”
Percy jumped, and scrambled to his feet. “Y-yes, captain?”
“Do not speak of this to anyone.” The captain glanced over his shoulder. A single glaring eye pierced Percy’s very soul. “If word gets out, your head will be the first to roll.”
Percy paled. He nodded, rapidly.
In the captain’s arms, he could hear Sasha stirring. 
“G-Grime…? Wh-what- what’s-?”
“Rest your eyes, commander. You performed excellently today.”
Sasha groaned, barely audible, her eyes fluttering to a close again. The captain walked further into the distance until they disappeared from sight. Percy was left alone in the ruined stables.
Percy blinked. That was a bizarre ten minutes. 
His eyes wandered, eventually landing on the slowly-melting ice covering one side of a wooden beam. Something about it bothered him, just from what he caught at a glance. He approached it, peered closer into it. What he saw was white and, somehow, the hint of a completely different color.
Purple.
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Writing Percy was… weird. I can honestly say I have never written a character like him before, especially not as a POV character. I’m not really sure if I got him right. His headspace is so far removed from mine. It’s a learning experience, at least.
Anyway. The mystery thickens. The power escalates. More of the iceberg (pun intended) is revealed. You’ve read the story before this one, you know how this goes. Two more chapters to go of Sasha’s story. See y’all in the next one!
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it-is-85-degrees · 2 years
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percy
⇒ he/they
⇒ poly-gay
⇒ demiguy
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My favorite part of Medicated Origins
“Marry us.” croaked Percy.
Cona looked at him awkwardly. “Um, Percy, I don’t know if you picked up on the story but I’m in love with Kenji, sorry should have been clearer with that.”
“Cona, he means Marry him to Braddock.”
“ooohhhhh,” said Cona getting it, “Okay, You’re married, have fun you crazy kids,” said Cona enthusiastically.
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Wally and Percy are more violent then I thought
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