#i love my silly clown
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corgiteatime · 7 months ago
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Astarion fights back against the "sexy suave vampire" trope by being a fucked up weirdo with a poor social filter who walks into a room and says whatever off-putting commentary that pops into his head. Someone commented it as "brain to mouth waterslide" behavior and I could not agree more. His smooth brain lets those thoughts slide off faster.
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haikyuu-moments · 4 months ago
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iwaizumi: tōru oikawa is a joker. he's always clowning around. but there was a time when he didn't smile.
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this flashback was really emotional cause through this we got to know how dedicated he is to volleyball and how he changed himself to be where he is now. all because iwaizumi gave him a head butt and helped him understand the meaning of the team.
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his path to greatness is paved with trials, where every step forward is a battle against self-doubt and great rivals. yet, with unwavering determination and with the help of iwaizumi, he became great.
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and tōru sweetie, don't make iwa-chan more furious. you're already bleeding 😭
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smokbeast · 5 months ago
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The Sun ☀️ and The Moon 🌕
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justporo · 5 months ago
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"Someone will die for this-"
These days, all I do is come back to tumblr with cursed sketches...
Someone shared this outfit on twitter with the words: "Astarion in this" - and I am simple woman...
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bananafire11 · 7 days ago
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Hi tumblr have more of the clown
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itty-bitty-sunshine · 6 months ago
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"You said you love me exactly the way I am"
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whimsicalish · 8 days ago
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I think these two would get along great.
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obsessive-clown · 21 days ago
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I’m sorry but just imagine Art the Clown with a person/partner who is neurodivergent and usually ALWAYS hyperactive and energetic.
Like, when he pops into their house randomly for fun to visit them because they’ve established some sort of weird alliance through unsettling glances and slow blinking, they’re always pinging and bouncing around the room, going 90 to nothing. And then he decides to stay the night one time and BOOM he witnesses a random burnout/exhaustion episode and just thinks his silly person is BROKEN.
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(I made this doodle of art and my sona this morning, this was originally going to be an ask but I got anxious 💚)
He needs to take them to the repair shop, obviously SOMETHING malfunctioned!!
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rinammonroll · 8 days ago
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It’s been a while. Med school has me swamped to high heaven. My lack of RinaJack art will not stop my love for them though. Commissioned the wonderful @yanabeardoodles to draw my bg Rina with Jack. She did her so much justice I’m. Screaming. Forever in love with this piece.
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keepyourlife · 6 months ago
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Blitzø and Fizzarolli in "The Full Moon"
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kandyarts · 10 months ago
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Popee stuff from last year
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papayawatermelon · 3 months ago
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some old sketches of anzu kinashi
She’s just like me frfr
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elsecrytt · 3 months ago
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masochist gojo. gojo who's in love with pain, so much that it feels like pleasure, he can barely distinguish between the two anymore.
gojo who's so starved for touch. who's had an infinite space between himself and the whole world for so long, for so many years, every day in and day out.
gojo who's survived off glancing presses when a barista hands him a coffee, the rare hug from his students (who are mostly orphans) that he can't bring himself to decline.
gojo who craves more but can't bring himself to accept it except in fleeting moments with strangers or students.
his hands that long to be held. he wants it so bad that he teases a cursed spirit, laces his fingers with its own, right before he utterly crushes the being in battle, untouchable all over again.
gojo whose skin is hungry for someone else's. he hasn't felt the warmth of a hand in his own in so long. not since - since his youth.
gojo who sometimes wishes he could get hit. who sees the impact of curse techniques on his infinity and feels a wild, strange desire for them to go straight through and strike him.
he imagines it, vividly, being impaled by a long spear (inverted spear) that goes straight through him. how it would lance his flesh so cleanly.
being struck so hard, across the face, in the stomach, enough to knock the wind out of him.
enough to feel it with his whole body.
gojo who wants to be touched so bad he doesn't even care if it hurts anymore. infinity couldn't protect him from geto's betrayal.
gojo who keeps infinity up not because he doesn't want to get hit, but because he's terrified of what he might do when it happens.
gojo who got hard whenever geto sparred with him. he still doesn't know if it was because of geto, or because he had no infinity back then, no way to block the strikes.
he dreams of his youth. bruises littering his pale, pretty form like kisses, proof that he was human, there, that there was someone who could reach him.
dark purple things that turned pretty colors as they healed. he remembers pressing into them, relishing the hurt, feeling like he was getting hit (touched, reached, connected) all over again.
nothing ever touches him again. not like that. not like anything.
he never feels it. he never feels anything.
satoru gojo who wants, so very very badly, to feel something.
pain is a choice for him, always a choice. he alone has the privilege of deciding whether or not anything can touch him.
he could try to let more strangers touch him. one night stands, discreet arrangements. he had a pretty face and a body to match. there was no shortage of willing partners.
he lets them touch him, lets them hurt him. lets them drool over his body and use it at their leisure. they tell him he's beautiful, and he believes them.
white hair, blue eyes, sprawled out with a lean, unmarred body full of bare flesh for them to bite and scratch and bruise. he finds people who will do it, do it hard, fuck him up until he's lost entirely in the feeling of being touched, having someone against him, with him, above him.
it makes him feel like a piece of meat. it makes him feel good.
or he thinks it does, anyways.
sometimes, when he's gone particularly long without sleep, when his partner has gone particularly hard, he gets a real rush.
heart racing out of his chest. a cold sweat that overwhelms him. breaths coming in labored gasps. he can heal himself, he's physically fine, so this must all be in his head.
he acknowledges that information, distantly, like it's not happening to him. it doesn't help.
it feels like part of his body has been ripped away from him, something vital and important, and it's about to get up and run away.
always, always, it happens when his partner is no longer touching him. when he lays alone in the sheets, by his own volition, because of course these partners are not meant to be attachments.
love is not a privilege, though, not for the strongest sorcerer. it's a curse.
it's the only curse which infinity cannot protect him from.
so gojo stays untouchable. distant.
but the hunger doesn't go away. never.
he likes to imagine that suguru swallowed this one last curse before he died. something sweet and bitter, like losses at the arcade, sunny days at the beach, walking together with shoko, nanami, haibara.
but even suguru couldn't have absorbed this curse. it's in his bones, deep, longing and wanting even after he's dead and gone.
gojo is hungry. he is so, so hungry. and he has nothing to eat that will not leave him just as empty as before.
touch-starved. love-starved. pain-craving.
if someone could hurt him then it wouldn't matter that he was terrified of attachment. they could latch onto him, into his heart, under his skin. bury themselves in his chest like they belonged.
they could kill a hundred and twelve people and it wouldn't matter, because he wouldn't be able to kill them.
gojo is hungry, so hungry.
please feed him.
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noah-be-silly · 1 year ago
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Doodles of da sillysssssssss :o)
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beanghostprincess · 2 months ago
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Luffy realising he can officiate marriages and being asked by Shanks to officiate the shuggy marriage. See the vision. When asked who objects, both Luffy and Buggy raise their hands and Benn(best man) and Shanks have to lower them down and beg Luffy to proceed. He spends the entire ceremony insulting Buggy.
I've always thought Rayleigh would be the one officiating the wedding and Luffy could be sort of like a best man (or whatever important title in a wedding idk), but fundamentally he'd have the same reaction as here. BUT Luffy being the one to officiate it is even more hilarious. Shanks would be the only one excited about this decision, actually (it's the one thing Buggy has let him choose and now he regrets it). And when asked who objects he'd raise his hand like 100% seriously and I think Nami would have to literally go up there to hit him so he stops acting like a jerk. HOWEVER I'm a real fan of "Luffy and Buggy end up getting along but Buggy is a bit too done with his attitude" so another concept for this is Luffy being all excited and joking while Buggy is seriously rethinking all of this. In both situations, Shanks' mind is definitely not there and he's just thinking about the honeymoon already.
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alicecoopersbush · 6 days ago
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i’m not pointing fingers and i know 99% of you mean no harm but the way a few blogs have been oversexualizing david is kind of scary, like theres no harm in selfshipping with art or player 2 or even finding david cute because thats the truth he just is but please come on guys have a little decency
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