#sad clown hour

[the-hour-of-joy-system]

OMG We are alive. Went two days without knowing who was front- ANyhoo, Hiiiiiiiiiii. How's everyone? Good? Good. We give you a cookie and hugs(if you like hugs.)

....Yeah we're not okay lol- Sad clown hour :))

Ended up finding some stuff about the body's mother and questioning everything we now once again- Uhhh... some of us will probably post some more intros as a distraction, possibly as well as our SP Layout- who knows! Oh and probably some silly story times of our experinces/(Pos)

Uhhh.... feel free to ask us questions, we'd love a distraction.

-> 🦈🐺 (Host) & ⚾ (Scout!!)

[cipher-zoo]

I know we talk about the fact that Buggy loved to swim as a child, and lost that ability when the devil fruit incident happened, right.

But what I don't talk about often enough, is that swimming was probably the ONE thing (or at least physical activity) Buggy could confidently say he was better in than Shanks.

We know, for a fact, that Buggy - as a kid - thought he could never live up to Shanks potential, so he took second place more or less willingly, but swimming? That was HIS thing. And then (IN HIS EYES) Shanks took that from him.

No wonder he is still mad.

[alyssamcdoodle]

Clown related art 🤡

[beanghostprincess]

Me when I first met Buggy: Haha funny clown haha

Me after reading chapter 1082: Somebody fucking sedate me

[reliablegal]

sad clown girl hours

[scary-grace]

In the mood to make a personal post but all my ideas are bad

[maxdowtart]

🤡

[ask-gorgonzolatheclown]

Yes, whe can Hear you (as well ser you )

" That's... good? I suppose. Golly, there's a lot of you! Hug? I mean, I'll pretend I got one from ya cause woo boy could I use one right now. "

" Gosh, ya'll are really worried about little ole me huh? I guess you could say my nerves are on an all time high. Doesn't help at all especially after Ms. Tira Masu yelled at me from her trailer last night, I tried to see her again when I woke up but she wasn't there. Her little trailer was a wreck. And oh- all the dolls we made together... she broke the case and threw them all over the floor. I wish I knew what I did... "

" I'm sorry. I overshared a bit. I'm just. I'm so overwhelmed. I woke up and everyone was gone except John. I don't know why. I'm trying to keep myself from believing it's because of me. I don't know what's happened, all my friends have vanished over night, it's dark, and the only thing I can hear is the loudest frogs in the entire tower! "

[clownjuiceart]

Guys :( I lost the perfect reference photo for my drawing, been bummed out all day, I haven’t even started my drawing

I thought saved it on Pinterest but I didn’t??

[clowningaroundmars]

WHAT is with tumblr posting drafts without me even hittin the post button?

b r u h

[thechangeling]

Sure fine, I guess it's bitching about lesbian loneliness time.

Like the worst part for me I think is not just the loneliness and alienation itself, but the way non lesbians, even those who are queer will insist it doesn't exist or it's something "we all go through."

But the fact of the matter is that when you exist in a patriarchal world that centers men, anyone who doesn't do that, women and those of us who are percieved as such by society who aren't interested in men in any way shape or form are demonized and pushed aside by said society. And it isn't just men who do this. (It's also worth mentioning that this happens to aroace women and some nonbinary people as well.)

Yes we are also demonized and oppressed for liking women, but the reason I get so pissed when people (non lesbians) will say things like "why are you trying to center your sexuality around who you don't like?" is because in this world, in this society you have to. Otherwise people will always assume that men are still an option for you. And then sometimes even when you do make it explicitly, clear people still won't accept it.

I can't tell you how many times I had "friends" who would constantly say things like "oh I totally forgot you were a lesbian whoops!" or "if you had to pick a guy then who would you pick?" Or my personal favourite, "everyone has their one exception. No one's 100% straight or gay."

Which conveniently only ever seems to be said to gay people in my experience.

It creates this very specific feeling of alienation and hurt, like you're being exiled from girlhood and from society as a whole because you can't do the thing you're supposed to do. Be with men.

And this lesbophobia in society is so pervasive and so innate in so many people that they don't even question things like why the word lesbian makes them uncomfortable or why lesbians saying we aren't interested in men makes them angry and automatically assume we hate all men.

They don't try to understand why a lot of us don't want to participate in their conversations about male celebrities or boy bands, and they see no issue with constantly shoving pictures of men in our faces asking if we think they're hot.

And when you try to bring up why this hurts everyone tries to gaslight you into thinking you're overreacting.

So yeah, being a lesbian is lonely sometimes.

[corrodedcoughin]

Spicy six and the (time inaccurate and unexpected) songs they will drop everything to passionately sing along

Steve and Argyle - ANYTHING by Jimmy buffet

Eddie - drift away by uncle Kraker

Robin - how bizarre by omc

Jonathan - cry me a river by Justin timberlake

Nancy - butterfly by sugar ray

[redstainedglasses]

With a final firm tug of the string to ensure it was properly fastened, Vertebrae stepped back and admired her newest bone assortment. They were in a peculiar arrangement but one that seemed to satisfy the clown. With a wide grin she turned to the small bird watching her from his perch nearby. Curiosity present in his wide unblinking red eyes as it looked at the hodgepodge of remains. 

“Ok it’s done!” Vertebrae stretched both hands toward her creation. Nodding the bird hopped down from its perch and onto the table for a closer inspection. 

“Go on, do it! It has to work, it’s perfect!” Glancing at Vertebrae Scythe showed none of her excitement but still gave a slight nod before lunging toward Vertebrae as he shifted into his weapon form. 

Quick hands caught his handle with ease and the jester waited patiently. It didn’t take long after the transformation before they made their appearance. Soft hues of blue and green lights shimmered faintly nearby as the hidden lost souls emerged in the presence of Scythe’s true form. 

They often tucked themselves into various nooks and crannies as they waited patiently for their turn to be reaped. With a quick twirl of the weapon’s staff Vertebrae easily hooked one of the souls that approached and in the same motion flung the spirit toward her creation. 

As the soul merged with the bones she watched wide eyed. Her hold on Scythe tightening as the pile on the table rattled softly. Releasing Scythe the weapon returned to its avian form and the duo approached the mass of bones as it slowly twitched and gained reanimation. 

The process was slow but seemed promising at least to the jester. The grim’s tool started at the abomination with doubt and uncertainty. 

Blue light shone in the once empty socket of the once feline skull. The signs of life, or at least what Vertebrae believed as she clapped her hands excited and encouraged her creation. 

“Yes yes yes! Wake mijo! wake up!” The bones shifted as the creature struggled to find its footing, trembling on the awkward appendages it now had. Its loosely hanging head turned this way and that, seeming to grow more and more desperate as its consciousness grew. 

There was a strange strangled ghastly noise emanating from it now, as it attempted to communicate with no voice. The cautions movements now erratic as it seemed to panic with its increasing awareness. 

No more was Vertebrae excited; her smile had vanished as she watched her beloved family tremble and shake. It was unhappy, but…how? She’d listened and she'd followed the order of the bones. Why wasn’t this working? 

Carefully she reached out, her pale hand stroking the frantic skull head as gently as she could. 

“Estas bien mijo, estoy aqui.” She attempted to comfort but the creature lashed out at her touch. Gnashing its teeth and a strangled screech tearing from its permanently open maw. A voice so different from the she’d heard that had guided her. Pulling away she watched as the frantic creature lashed out more, flailing its limbs as it struggled with itself. 

Tears broke free and Vertebrae waved to Scythe. She couldn’t watch this anymore, she had to stop it. This wasn’t right.

Scythe quickly stepped forward and slashed his sharp beak across the bone monstrosity's skull. The blade seemed to swipe through it as it hooked the soul and pulled it free again. The pale blue spirit fled away as Vertebrae hovered over her now still creation. 

The bones…they seemed so quiet now. She stared at them silently as she wept but despite her tears she reached out and slowly began to disassemble and rearrange the pile once again.

She’d get this to work. She will. 

Scythe looked up at her for a moment but nothing more before hopping back to his perch. 

[byeclownguy]

Happy anniversary Donvan Fanbase

[emeraldbabygirl]

help he’s so 🥺

I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him I love love love love love love love he!!!! I wanna write something for him and I’m tempted to change my Taewoong piece to him instead but 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 only heart eyes for this man ~

[lifes-extension-lottery]

Uhh so I have a little something to say

First of all I'm really sorry about the lack of decent content, I've just been really burned out, and schools starting again next week so I haven't really been up to doing any postable art :/

Second, the two "series" that I have, the QSMP Eggs, and my Human Bill Cipher, I'm not sure if I'll ever finish them. I don't know for sure but you shouldn't expect much :(

Third, I kinda just need someone to talk to who shares all the same interests as me, I will (hopefully) put most of them in the tags, so feel free to strike up a convo abt them :]