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[shititsarobyn]

Hey so whilst reading a good welcome home theory by @gachagon i noticed something in the art of Frank they used

I’m not sure what it means but if you look at the red rectangle those aren’t franks hands

I mean look at them, first off it looks like they are structured to have five fingers not four like Frank does.Plus they have nails, a detail no puppet has had as far as I’m aware.

I’m not exactly sure what it means theorywise but my point is those hands don’t look like puppet hands, they look human.

The fact that they’re holding a red rectangle something in front of Frank, as if presenting it to him, could be of significance too but I’ve not really thought of a theory here like I said it’s just a detail I’ve noticed and thought could be important.

I’d like to hear feedback/theories if anyone has any (((:

[nightkit92]

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ART DUMP TWO!!! I drew a lot since I last posted I’m sorry.

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[writingoddess1125]

Barefoot and Bruised

ALL ABOARD THE ANGST AND DEPRESSION TRAIN! TOOT TOOT MOTHERFUCKERS

Buggy + OOC/Reader

⚠️ Warnings ⚠️ Depression, Character Death, Saddness, Angst

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"You can't do this to me Captian!" You sobbed out, Rage in your eyes as you stared at who you thought was the love of your life. There standing on the tiny life boat with all your stuff that had been pulled from your quarters as the crew, once thought to be your family leered at you and cackled at your pathetic state.

You had been with Captian Buggy in what you had thought was a loving relationship. You gave him your heart, your body- and this is what he does to you... sees you experiencing what could only be morning sickness and has you thrown out like a stray.

Standing there still in his sleeping shorts that he had worn when he fell asleep next to you the night before.

"Oh? The Cabin Whore things she can tell me what to do?" He laughed, the crew joining in as you felt your skin burn with embrassment.

"Y-You were the only one I was with" You choked out, Buggy's eyes not meeting your own.

"And with how easy it was- Would be surprised if half the crew was with you at this point. A few nice words and you fell in a mattress like a slut" He sneered. Your heart shattered then and there- he had been the only man you gave yourself too.. and he called you a whore?-

"B-But it's yours!- you know this" You pleas, but the clown waves you off. Instead reaching into his pockets to pull out a necklace- payment for your services..

"Could be anyones- But I'm not heartless. This should suffice as payment" He said cruelly throwing the necklace.

You sobbed as the jewlery hit you and fell to the floor of the boat. Looking back up at Buggy as fat tears rolled down your face- His cocky persona staring back at you.

"P-Please- You'll kill us" You said softly, Buggy laughing at this as he waved you off.

"If it truly is mine then- It will live!" He said with a laugh, the crew also laughing at you as the boat was lowered into the ocean. You sitting in the tiny dingy and staring up at Red Top as you floated towards the islands that Buggy had chosen to abandon you at-

Your eyes locking onto him as he stared down at you- sailing away.

That imagine would haunt him for the rest of his days.. watching you sail off with that heart broken and shell-shocked look on your flushed face. Wearing the shirt he had worn the night before and nothing else-

Cruel heartless bastard.. That's the only thing he could call himself after that day.

His own ego had done this- His pride in wanting to be a famed heartless pirate had made him throw away the only person he loved. The only person who loved him. He had regretted his actions, knowing you couldn't have cheated on him nor were you a whore- but his own insecurities more willing to think you'd betrayed him rather then being the father of your child.

He had wanted to find you- searching the East Blue were he hand abandoned you, hoping to see your face and drag you back with him.

But for 6 years he had failed- Growing in his status as a Pirate but he hadn't cared for it... the alcohol no better then vinegar and the food like ash on his lips. The success wasn't worth it- Non of it could quench his hunger like you did..

So jovial men a hardened and angry mess- Willing to burn everything to the ground with a simple hope of feeling anything again that wasn't self-hatred.

It acted as a tradion of sorts for him- Buying something from a vendor as a token of what it once was- before burning the village to the ground and ripping away all its valuables... Wasn't like he wouldn't get his money back at the end of the day anyway-

Today was no different, having his crew stop on a random island on the East Blue. He always went first, going into the village to search for you and when he failed, buying some trinket to add to visual representation of his failures.

As he walked, the world no better then to be in Grayscale thinking of which place he will destroy first a flash of blue caught his eye, craning his head to follow it quickly.

Buggy stared at the starving child- A feeling of pain hitting his chest as he stared at the miserable little thing. Her feet cut up and bare red from exposure with tried blood on them, Her skin which reminded him so much of your own was dirty, ashy and covered in deep blue bruises that seemed to paint her whole form. Which was only being covered by what was once a dress and now a tattered patchy mess- A breeze most likely ready to rip it and leave her bare to the horrors of the world.

The Clown watching as the blue was matted hair, sticking up and dirty from lack of washing. Attacked to it, a equality dirty little girl digging through a trashcan in an alleyway and pulling out bread that even in his reasoning wouldn't be suitable for a bug to eat let alone a little girl.

"What are you looking at Mister?" The little girl said defensively snapping Buggy back to reality as he saw ger holding the bread like he was gonna take it from her- it would have been funny if she didn't look so damn awful.. he look in her feature, trying to track why they were so familiar to him. A twisted scowl that hung low on her rounded race, a normal nose buttoned and high however tinted red like she had a cold- But it was her eyes.. oh those sad little eyes that told him all he needed, Shaped just like yours but with his unique color. The mop of matted blue hair also cluing him in-

But he could see on her face, despite how thin, the perfect mix of you and him- it damn near took his breath away to see her. In most cases he would even call her the most beautiful being in this world..

How could you let them be on the street? Let them walk around half starved and beaten so terribly?

Stepping closer to the alleyway that she was standing in, he looked over to see only trash and a wooden box- which he assumed she'd been staying in. Confused and hurt at not seeing your face as well.

Was she by herself?

"Where is your mother kid?" He scoffed anger biting his tongue, staring at matching ocean eyes like his own. The little girl glaring up at him apprehensive of him rightly so, clearly his words hitting a nerve in her little body.

"Shes Dead-"

Her words knocking the wind from Buggy's lungs and his anger turned to himself once more...

"Oh.." blinking back what felt like tears in his eyes he glanced away for a few seconds. The burn of her words echoing in his brain as guilt began to fill his hallow heart.

"How?" He said a bit sharply, seeing the child's body language grow a bit hesitant and defensive as she took some steps back.

"She was robbed and murdered for her necklace" She said truthfully. Buggy staggering at hearing this- remembering the gold necklace he had tossed at you when he left you on that damn boat. He had ment for you to sell it.. why hadn't you sold it!? You could have lived- He could have apologized to you, grovel at your feet and begged for forgiveness!

The child continued to stare at him- clearly able to tell he was in his own mind. It took him a few seconds to recollect himself, meeting her eyes again as he kneeled down to be more eyelevel.

"What happened to her body?" He asked calmly.

"Why should I tell you?" She shot back, almost pulling a laugh from the man. She had his attitude it seemed.. poor thing-

"Fair enough-" He mused "You're a rough kid" He said calmly. Staring her down- part of him wanting to reach out and take her in his arms, cry into her dirty hair and beg for her to forgive him for leaving her and her mother.. Grovel before this begging child- However his fear of her running away was stronger. If he did that she could escape and would have to rip this village apart to find her.

"...H-How do you feel about working kid?" He said softly, his voice wavering at his own words. The way he eyes shined at hearing the opportunity for money reminded him of his own- hungry.

"Really?" She said loudly, Buggy reaching into his pockets and pulling out a 10000 beri note. Holding it out to her which she greedily took- the note looking massive in her tiny fingers. He could practically see her counting how much food she could get with the bill.

"There is more, If you agree to work on my ship as an apprentice" He said calmly, The little girl holding the note highly in her little fist and looked at his skeptical. "That and I feed my crew really well. We do circus shows too and wear whatever costumes we want" He pitched with his kindest and most performance voice, watching her eyes light up at the idea. A grin stretching across her face and he damn near wept- The same smile you had.

"I accept Mister!" She said loudly, Buggy giving a stiff nod and holding out the small bag he had been holding for her to carry- figuring she would be suspicious if he didnt have her do something for her new job. That and he would most likely give the trinket to her anyway- along with anything she could ever desire.

"Whats your name?" He asked, watching her proudly take the small bag to carry. As well as getting a better look at her arms- so thin he could see the joints of her elbows.

"Aoko" She said proudly, Buggy damn near rolled his eyes- 'Blue Child...very funny (Y/N)' He though, Standing back to his full height and waving her forward towards the pier.

"Alright. Aoko.. Let's head to your new home" He said calmly, watching her skip forward with the bag. Unaware of her Father staring right behind her, as tears rolled down his panted face finally.

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[niuniente]

Not anonymous because I got nothing to hide. Hello, user Niu. Hope you're well. This is to the last anon who got rancid assholes in their comment section saying they're a bad writer and all that bullshit (excuse the swears) that made them stop writing, I say: lock your comment section. Lock everything. Force them to show their faces or actually go out of their way to create burners to be pathetic clowns behind keyboards who are very brave while hidden. That happened to me before (getting comments like that from people who didn't like me and wanted me go and just assholes in general) and yes, it does take a toll on your mental health and your confidence (especially if you're like me and lack it) and affects your self-esteem (which is probably already low, like mine) but this is a hobby. We write because we want to write. We're not getting paid for it. It's a hobby. We're doing it for free. If they don't like it, all they have to do is click back, block and move on. Things are tagged. And if you feel the need to throw ad hominem insults at someone and insult their craft (which could be very embryonic and therefore not a Pulitzer worthy piece or a work of visual art that belongs in the damn Louvre), you're a piece of shit and I hope the bad energy and vitriol you spit at people you don't know because you don't like something they did or them spins right back and slaps you in the face full force. And rant aside, to this anon, aside from the locking the comments and the anonymous asks, I say: write. Keep writing. Out of spite. Make them seethe. Make the froth at the mouth that they could discourage you from writing. Grip this love for writing so hard it becomes part of you and not even God or any deities can break you apart from it. Trust me. I've been there. Writing is what I've always had to cope in my life, these people almost took it from me but the hatred I felt for them for trying to take it from me and the love I had for it was stronger. Don't let hate beat love. Ever. And my inbox is open if you need someone to be angry with. And to user Niu, big hug. You're the MVP. Your comic is fire!

Agreed!

[dearinglovebot]

oml hi! what are your headcanons for claire and owen when they were at school? here are some of mine:

claire would defnitely be on good tersm with everyone, i feel like she'd be popular in the way that she knew everyone

but she's classify everyone as aquaintences though and call it 'networking'

would be super annoyed by everyone in her class constantly talking abt marriage and kids like thats the only option for her (alas i wish she was in my class i'd have someone to survive those trenches with 😔)

straight A+ student ofc

owen wouldn't really care for school i think

he'd get like alright grades

he'd be like 55% class clown if that makes sense?

super good at PE tho like he'd be the Pe Kid (TM)

i think he had a pet dog or cat (or both?) but they died

i kinda hc that his parents were pretty shitty. idk why but i do. (shhh let me project)

constantly getting into fights with vic hoskins but everyone agrees vic is annoying as HELL so eh he gets a pass socially-speaking

also:

in dodgeball the teachers always put claire and owen on the same team bc the two of them against each other means the match lasts FOREVER and if it does end it's a tie followed by an argument of who won that lasts for two weeks. like claire vs owen in dodgeball would be legendary. and like +340% hype bc everyone's 10 and dodgeball matches are IT when ur ten (can u tell i miss primary school dodgeball 😔)

hello anonnie! brace yourself cause this is a level 5 yapnado

I don’t agree with EoC a lot (...most things) but it hits my high school headcanons very well. that is to say, she is weird and off-putting to the general public. particularly sheltered midwestern kids who absolutely will be raised on the housewife/breadwinner-husband cool-aid in the 90s. they’re all obsessed with settling down with kids in the same town they were raised in while she’s trying to escape to a big city and get a master's degree. they’re doing the 90s equivalent of calling her woke blue hair liberal with pronouns. not outright bullying her but like... side-eyeing her. she's not really being invited to parties. which is fine! (it is not fine. she is lonely).

she has sooooo many autistic traits that i do just consider it part of my personal canon and that will NOT help her. her hyperfixation is going to college and she stims by doing homework (exaggerating. but only partially). i love my queen dearly but she does not have cool autism that makes you do cool art installations. she has collecting alaskan postage stamps from the 1800s type autism. she is a loser that few will truly appreciate <33 like fine wine

claire being from no-where wisconsin in the 80s-90s is sooo vital to understanding why she is #likethat. small town midwest is basically the deep south politically except in the south people will straight up say "women belong in the kitchen" and in the north they'll go "oh. you want a degree? how quaint [condescending tone]". she's used to everything being a backhanded compliment and proving that she deserves what she has. it makes her super defensive and lean towards interpreting things as malicious even when they're not. which is why, on the island, people don't really like her. she's the mean boss lady who won't even do small talk with her peasants

she absolutely is a straight A student. that is PRESIDENT of the debate club to you. she's a teacher's pet who Will do the extra credit work every time and has perfectly chosen her extra curriculars based on what will look best on her college application.

i also think she'd start working about as soon as she legally could. not only is that the smart financial move (start saving as soon as possible) but it looks amazing on college applications too. she is absolutely maximizing what she is able to accomplish in a day

overall, it really isn't an experience she thinks of fondly. she spends most of her teenhood devoted to trying to escape the poor, rural lifestyle she was born into. it's another stepping stone in her 10 stage plan to conquer a small nation. and she wouldn't regret any of it until her life inevitably comes crashing down (indominus incident) because only then does she realize she's been chasing material wealth instead of internal happiness for her entire life

owen has none of the crazy ambition claire does bc he's normal. he would take it one day at a time with vague goals of where he wants to end up. as long as he does the bare minimum of passing the class then he's doing pretty good. best subject science, worst subject literature

owen is from the 80-90s deep south which also heavily influences how i view his characterization. as a funny guy who enjoys very traditionally masculine things like construction and sports, he's going to be very well liked. everyone likes someone who makes you laugh. but overall it's pretty surface level. nobody asks about his day. he's gonna be like "damn is this really all i am to them??". but it's not like he can say that cause then he's being weird and emotional (toxic masculinity culture). so whatever. he keeps balling. (represses vulnerability and compensates by going even harder into funny sport guy routine)

so really he's the guy everyone "knows" but they're gonna lose contact the moment he leaves town. which is whatever. he has his wholeeeee life ahead of him to make some #real friends (his only long term friends include barry, the raptors, and sometimes claire)

he has proven time and time again he has no problem speaking his mind so yeah he's punching every hoskins that comes along and getting a few days suspension over it. he would not gaf tho bc his internal sense of justice is stronger than any school related punishment

he's the kind of kid who mows the lawn for your mom for pocket change and volunteers at the animal shelter

not the worst but yeah he's not that interested in reliving that

not including much about their individual family dynamics because thats an entirely different yap session

also:

in a hypothetical au where they're in the same high school, i believe it would go like this: claire is brilliant and smart in every class they share meaning he's enamored with her big words, she thinks all sports guys are meathead jocks and actively avoids them, she tutors for extra cash after school and he's on the verge of failing lit, she takes him on as a client and he's like wowza the whole time, she's like can you focus on the themes of shakespeare already and stop looking into my eyes longingly every few minutes i'm starting to think you aren't even interested in the deeper meanings of the rivalry between the veronas and capulets (she isn't picking up on a single hint), and now he is actively pretending like he doesn't understand any of the assignments to "get her guidance" on them (she still doesn't get the hint and is wondering if he got a concussion at some point)

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Bowser x female reader chapter 1 Meeting Bowser Jr

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Y/n groaned as a bright light hit shined right in her eyes. Once y/n rubbed the sleepiness out of her eyes she opened her e/c eyes she froze as she looked around to see giant mushrooms.

Y/n slowly got up and started to walk trying to figure out where she was. As she walked around her nightgown out caught on a thornbush y/n turned around to pull her nightgown away from the bush. Once she got it unstuck something hard ran straight into her stomach sending her to the ground. Y/n groaned as she slowly sat up she looked down at her torso to see who rammed into her. First she saw a small spikey shell, the red hair in a ponytail, then a face she knew from the super mario game. "OI WHATS THE BIG IDEA!?" Bowser jr huffed as he sat up looking at y/n "well ain't cha going to apologize?" Jr asked y/n looked at him "me apologize? No way you rammed into me you should apologize." y/n said with a sassy tone. Jr was shocked no one has ever spoken to him in such a way before he could respond y/n spoke again "But besides that are you ok? What where you running from anyway?" Y/n asked looking at and around him to see if he got hurt. Jr was more shocked 'why does this lady care if I'm hurt? Does she know who I am? She is pretty maybe papa would like her' Jr thought to him self as y/n stood up and helped him up "Browser Jr are you ok?" Y/n asked making the young koopa snap out of his thoughts "you know my name?" Jr asked y/n nodded "You'll be perfect for my papa!" Jr said excitedly y/n looked at him confused before she could speak Jr pushed her backwards into his clown car which appeared out of nowhere "Hey what are you doing?!" Y/n asked as she wiggled around trying to sit up but couldn't Jr jumped in before smiling down at her "I'm taking you to my papa! Your nice, and caring plus really soft! Papa will love you!" Jr said as the clown car started to fly. ' I'm about to meet Bowser?! Oh how did this happen?! How did I get here?! It's rude for him to have pushed me while I'm in a dress Good this is I'm wearing PJ pants' y/n thought to her self as the clown car flew in the air.

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max, Abby, luka, autumn (@childrenoftheglitch; children with @/clay-burke)

kro, keith, maria, katerina, olsen, lina (kids with @armydog01 )

Star, Adam, Eve (children with @fredbears-gayest-employee )

there’s more to come (yes I know)

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Art Permissions: I do not allow anyone to use my art in any form without asking me permission first. No one is allowed to input it into an AI of any kind. No one is allowed to repost either. Reblogging is fine. Canon FNAF Characters Belong To Their Owners (Scott Cawthon, Steel Wool, Etc). All OC’s are either mine or collaborative OCs. Fanart is fine, just tag me (this blog)!!

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[annaberunoyume]

Long story short, a lovely playlist made by Youtuber MIKEY inspired me to make a Wally playlist of my own.

The scenario is simple: Wally finds you at Home, sniffing and dejected and decides to cuddle you and sing to you to make you feel all cozy and better. Enjoy, fellow Wally fans!

Art by doodlemania (Tumblr) : https://www.tumblr.com/doodlemania/713465754596589568/you-tell-wally-you-love-him-before-going-to-bed

Fair warning: You may need to turn up the sound a little to better hear it. No jumpscares, I promise. One of MIKEY's playlists (my inspiration): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0D-TtlOeJrc&t=6s

All songs belongs to their rightful owners. Some are pitched-down. No profit intended. Just a tribute. Wally Darling (Welcome Home Arg) is a creation of Tumblr user Clown.

TIMELINE:

0:01 MICHAEL CRAWFORD - BABY MINE

2:38 THE EVERLY BROTHERS - ALWAYS IT'S YOU

5:08 CARLY SIMON, KATH SOUCIE - LITTLE MISTER ROO

6:57 PEGGY LEE-LA LA LU

8:37 THE ASSOCIATION - NEVER MY LOVE

11:46 KENNY LOGGINS - YOUR HEART WILL LEAD YOU HOME

[rotten-hearts-sharp-teeth]

do you have a favorite oc or one you relate to the most? :)

Thank you for the ask anon! You probably were not expecting this, but I actually have a MASSIVE catalogue of OCs. Tumblr allows 10 images so that's what I narrowed it down to. All images are labeled for the creator, but the characters belong to me.

OK! First up is my most well known OC. I made Sabine for my Alone Wolf Hellsing AU. If you've read the first story, then you know that she (spoiler) didn't make it to the end. I grew to love the character so much and the demand was so high that I started an alt end AU for my AU. If that isn't love then I don't know what is. Her son, Barrett hasn't been born yet in the story (new chapter is coming I promise) but I have big plans for him.

*art for an ask created by @crooked-incisors*

Next up is my cyberpunk cyborg Kade Pax. I just love their personality and design so much. Their story is tragic but has a happy end. I think. I really relate to Kade because of I also suffer body dysmorphic disorder

*ref by crooked for our closed universe*

Marianne Dubois is my plus sized, French Canadian final girl. I plan to write her story 'Road Kill' once I finish my Alone Wolf sequels.

*The art is mine. Slasher BF Steven Locke belongs to crooked*

Next up is another pair for the Slasher fandom. Flora and Veronica Galindo are WOC slasher twins. Flora is evil and manipulates Vero in the worst ways. I have a story for them that I would also like to write one day.

*art by crooked for our closed AU where they both get a happy ending*

*design of Veronica's Slasher look, Santa Muerte. Old art created by me*

One last OC from the closed universe I share with crooked (even though all of them are my favorite) My little yandere bimbo Bambi Dearie. She has... quite an interesting story.

*art by crooked*

OK! Now on to my Harem OC. Vral, Scourge of Delano is a savage hare barbarian. He's interested in fighting and fucking and not much else honestly.

*ref by crooked*

Bring in the clowns!

Mad Mage Meddle started a Kings of the Wild OC. It's a great book and everyone who likes fantasy should give it a read. I've considered using him for DnD, but since he's a chaotic evil user of body transformation magic that makes it a little difficult. Honestly I could go on about him so if anyone is curious shoot me an ask!

*commission*

Delilah the deadite clown is a very special OC for me. She was the first one I ever created way back in July of 2018. Happy Birthday!

*commission*

Last, I have Paisley. She was never going to be an OC. I actually just picked a name for a reader x fic that involved clowns, but crooked asked for details and thus Paisley was designed. She is very near and dear to my heart because of what she brought into my life ❤️

*commission*

And that's it! Honestly, I had a hard time narrowing down the list. I put a lot of care and pieces of myself into each and every OC I design. In a way they are all my faves 😅

[reg-arcturus-black]

You Belong With Me

Part 4

Juliette Potter and Sirius Black have never taken each other seriously. They joke, tease and flirt constantly, but it doesn't a mean thing. Or so they think.

Warnings: None (except slight hintings of abuse)

1.3k words

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"Riddikulus!" the class repeated along with the hand movement.

While the third years were not big fans of the professor, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class always turned out to be interesting.

Juli was the first in line, standing in front of the cupboard which shook violently every once in a while.

"Ready?" The professor asked.

She shook her head no, tightening her grip on her wand. But she knew the professor wouldn't listen anyway.

The door flew open and instantly took the form of another Juliette with her black, wavy hair. She had a book in her hand and sat down against something and began to read. No explosion happened. There were no jumpscares.

No one understood what was happening. No one except Juliette. Taking a deep breath, she pointed her wand at the boggart.

"Riddikulus!"

Boggart-Juli suddenly turned into a clown, trying to balance the book on her head while hopping and failed miserably. The class burst into laughter but she quickly made her way to the back of the line, avoiding eye contacts with everyone.

"Wonder what my boggart will be," Peter whispered to Remus, trying to distract him from his aching bones and exhaustion, to which he only shrugged.

They had discovered his 'furry secret' not long ago but that didn't break their hearts any less seeing their best friend like this. In fact, their helplessness only made it worse for them.

Remus Lupin was the purest soul they had met with the most colorful vocabulary of curse words. He was intelligent, kind, compassionate and looked out for everyone. Even though he had become a prefect, he helped them find loopholes in the rules they could use for pranks. He was a gentle, sock folding, chocolate carrying wizard who deserved so much more than self loathing and the pain that came every month.

"We will have to wait to find out, Mr. Pettigrew!" Arkans Blotthead shouted, sending the boggart back into the cupboard. "For now, time up!"

No body knew how the professor had heard him but he had.

A collective groan was heard from the class. Everyone had been looking forward to see what their true fear was.

Everyone except Sirius. He knew what his was going to be. Walburga Black. Thankfully, no one would see the boggart materializing into her and screeching at the top of her voice disgrace to the Black name, coward, traitor...

The scraping of the chairs brought him back into the reality and he let out a shaky breath.

Not in the mood for lunch, Sirius found himself walking towards the Black Lake with hands in his pocket to keep his hands warm. Something about the Hogwarts' grounds just calmed his mind. Maybe it was the fact that he didn't have to be alert all the time and walk on eggshells.

He was looking around as if for the first time and spotted Juliette sitting by the banks, reading.

"Hey," he said. "Mind if I join?"

"Yes, actually. I do," she replied, without looking up at him, but he sat down anyway.

"And here I thought I was saving you from you fear, Smarty."

"Well, in all honesty, I like it."

She still had not looked up from her book but he could tell she had stopped reading.

"How can one even like their fear?"

She finally looked at him. "Do you even know what my fear is?"

He thought for a moment and shook his head.

"It's not reading against a tree, Sirius... it's... being alone."

His eyes widened and softened almost instantly.

"I - I am sorry, I didn't know," he sighed, his tone going from sarcastic to soft.

"I don't want your pity, Sirius," she said with a smile. "I am okay."

"I get it... but hey! You're not alone. You have James and Lily and Marlene and Remus and Peter and me!

"Do I?" She asked, somewhat sadly.

Sirius was not expecting the counter question.

"Tell me the last time people talked to me properly? Including you."

He thought for a moment and it saddened him that he had to think. That he couldn't simply answer 'yesterday!' or 'just before the class!'

"I - um suppose your birthday? On Christmas."

"You're right," she said softly. "It was on Christmas."

He smiled in response, happy to get it right before realizing that it was over 3 weeks ago. Since then, he had not seen anyone talk to her for more than 10 minutes, including her own brother. In fact, the midnight meeting in their room happened because the boys were also hungry themselves.

He had never realized it. His mind played back all those times he saw her sitting in a group of people silently but not sharing in their jokes or laughter.

"...oh..." was all he could say.

"The truth is, Sirius," she sighed. "I know I can be... 'too much' and people can see that but well... once everyone rejected me, I slowly learned how to be alone and now... well, people seem to hold a grudge against me for something they made me do, even if unintentionally..."

"Hey, we never rejected you... Why would we?" He asked, taking her hand in his.

"You did not. No one did. At least not directly..."

She looked up at him, her hazel eyes reflecting the snow around. "I have always been interrupted... my excitement always been dampened by some new prank plan, or letters from an angry sister... and while I don't blame them, they never came back to me after... as if... as if..."

"As if they didn't care about what you had to say..." he completed, his heart breaking for the girl in front of him. The girl so full of confidence she could stare down even the fifth years.

He had always admired this about her. The way she did not let others define her. He knew that others were intimidated by her and held it against her but not once did she hold it against them. She always greeted everyone with a smile and was ever ready to help. She was never too much. Not for him.

"Exactly. So in the end, it feels like it won't matter if I exist or not. Nobody will notice anyway. I am happy being alone, Sirius. While it wasn't my choice at first, I have grown to like it. Besides, I have mom and dad." She said, gently taking her hand away from his and got up to leave.

"But that's not it's supposed to be," he replied, standing up with her. He remembered how James used to be worried about how homesick Juli was in the first year but his worry went away eventually. They thought that was because she had started feeling better but now he realized that the siblings had stopped talking as much and she had just stopped expressing herself.

"You don't have to worry about me, Sirius. I like being alone... with myself and my thoughts... truly... besides, you should not keep Carla waiting."

Too focused on her, Sirius had forgotten about his girlfriend. They had been going out since only 3 weeks, anyway.

He hated that Juliette was pushed into being alone to the point where she became comfortable with it and being with others was the unusual for her. This didn't seem to be right.

He knew how loneliness felt but trying to be around people and feeling lonely hurt more. Something he had learned during his family's parties. He had found comfort at Hogwarts but she hadn't.

"I am so sorry we made you feel this way Juliette... No one should... Hogwarts is our home you know..." he said, heart filled with guilt.

"I am glad you found your home here, Sirius," she said with a smile. "I never did."

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[vacantvisage]

I realllly should make art of my dnd pcs but here’s quick summaries for a few + Tavs/Durge

Yuta isn’t included since he’s technically neither a PC nor a playable Tav (plus I actually made art of him)

Nymé —

A drow wild magic sorcerer, chaotic good. He was born in the underdark but sold into slavery after being taken captive by a rival house. He worked mines and discovered magical prowess but his it from his captors lest he risk murder - either for tainted blood or for being a slave who knew dangerous magic.

Pirates entered and killed the drow slavers but left the slaves to fend for themselves, stealing treasures and the mined gems. Nymé stowed away but was caught on open ocean. He convinced them to let him stay as long as he was useful. They taught him fighting and theatre and common surface-world law. He eventually parted ways after a few years of being with them, realizing he enjoyed play dvd theatre more than pilfering.

Ashamed of his heritage he wears white grease paint with clown makeup, paints his white hair orange and styled up like a flame, and dresses in full embroidered costumers as a harlequin. He travels as a harlequin, using his magic as part of his show. He at times changes his eye color with magic, but feels he can get away with leaving them red without being clocked as a drow.

Vazven —

A Twilight cleric, neutral evil, once chosen as a high priest only to have failed a test of her might and cast into deep pits in the ‘Dark, transformed into a drider and abandoned. He makes nest in the corners of the Underdark. He lives isolated in the caves, eating what little he can. Hunting can be dangerous by himself, even as a large drider and former chosen.

He still prays to Lolth for forgiveness in hopes of one day earning her favor, even as a drider. But another god instead grants him pity: Vhaeraun, god of male drow. Vazven is too terrified of Lolth’s retribution to fully acknowledge Vhaeraun, but deeply desires belonging and cares greatly for drow custom.

He’s about 8ft tall on spider legs. His spider body is slick black and the legs are thin and sharp. His drow body is a medium gray with a faint lavender hue, his hands turn into black chitinous claws. He has six eyes, a main pair plus two smaller pairs above replacing his eyebrows. His hair is very long silver tangled with webbing and partly stuck to his body, about 4 feet long.

Whisper and Mantra —

a pair of sibling tieflings from the city (depends on campaign). They were orphaned young due to being tieflings, their mother a human who bedded a fiend multiple times. Mantra is older and lived through the basic hardships of an uncaring mother. She sent them to a temple doorstep when Whisper was born. They grew up together, but no gods quite heard their calling, and they remained impoverished save for what little the temple donated to them and other homeless. A cult, however, swept through and thus swept them up, luring them to a god of rebirth. Mantra and Whisper changed their names to reflect their new paths as Paladin and Cleric, set out to spread the word of their god (depends on campaign)

Whisper is a pastel pink drow with dark pink hair, dark pink horns, and dark magenta eyes. She has a pastel pink and black color palette her hair is long and loosely curled. Her horns curve back over her head like a goat, but are somewhat long. She’s a death cleric, lawful evil.

Mantra has red-magenta skin, dark red eyes, and long, straight black hair with a well kept mustache and goatee. His horns are similar but shorter and are tipped with black. His tail is thinner than Whisper’s but both are arrow-tipped. Paladin with the Oath of Watchers, lawful good.

Tareth (Tav) —

A half drow and eladrin who lived in the surface to cold parents. He was mostly a trophy child to showcase peace between a drow and eladrin. He desperately wanted to learn magic, but his parents never permitted it.

He kept journals practicing what magics he saw on the streets of Baldur’s Gate, but magic never quite cabe naturally to him. He eventually entered a pact with an ancient, primordial fae creature. It granted him beautiful magic. He kept it secret as a child and teenager.

His parents urged his studies towards law and diplomacy, and away from magic. He grew fond of his pseudo-parent patron, and it granted him one more gift: a brief moment of reprieve as it guided him to cast sleep on his parents, allowing him the time to leave and explore the city by himself, raise hell with his new powers. But it wouldn’t last, as he was abducted by mind flayers. (My first tav, which i romanced Astarion with but kinda sad i didn’t go w Gale. In my brain he’s with Gale tho and for a while I had a glitch where i romanced them both </3)

He has ashy gray skin with a pinkish hue and white hair with pink undertones. His eyes are lavender, which are normal for Eladrin but rare for drow. His hair is always meticulously curled into big, bouncy ringlets.

Huitzil (Durge) —

Brass Draconic High Elf sorcerer, efficient killer of Bhaal.

I only just started a Durge play through so I don’t know much yet, but I based him off Huitzilopochtli the hummingbird warrior god. He has dark skin and long, partially braided blackish-blue hair. He has black eyes with red-ringed teal irises. He has teal and white makeup over his eyes. I imagine him as the child of the “actual” Dragonborn Durge that Orin killed, that he was tadpoled by her as precaution but that might change. Again I don’t know much about Durge yet.

Davenon (Tav) —

A war cleric of Ilmater and survivor of Elturel. Large. Dark blue Mephistopheles bloodline, black and purple-topped pronghorns, dark blue hair with a hint of purple. He has one blue eye and one purple eye. His tail is pronged similar to his horns.

He was born and raised mostly in the countryside to a caring mother and father, his father was a tiefling and his mother a human. He eventually moved to Elturel in hopes of helping others in need. He wasn’t a Hellrider but acted as a medic for them and others during DIA. He’s rather serious but can hide it under a thin layer of charm. He’s not very dexterous, he’s rather lumbering, and relies mostly on strength with the aid of his spells.

Still fleshing him out.

[tiniestcrow]

Oh lad... 🧍🧍🧍👁👁 U have a staring problem??

Greetings random people, I'm very new to this app. Idk the fuck am I doing but I'll figure out at some point, maybe. Anyway theirs this lovely and choatic welcome home au I've been working on that is coming out very soon (hopefully in a few days). Here's the lovely sneak peak of it and I hope it gets some engagement or attention and wanted to expand my art idea passion. Fyi the wally design isn't mine that it belongs to clown.

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[jikothemartian-z]

Oh Hewwo there

@cheesecake-clown​

The art here was sorta deleted (I think) is not mine is belong to the tagged person at the very top

[lyrspo]

I'm in a big drawing mood lately but w my laptop as it is I can't draw, so! We're doin pencil sketches, baby! Valery works retail in the off season and they're very good at it. Obviously. Also! A peek of his final girl, who belongs to @bogferns-art​:)

And a bonus: