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Wait school is over so that means... I have to actually lock in and make fandom content

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Do you still write for Eizouken? I wanna make a request 👉👈

Omg I had a verrryy old drawing for Kanamori but never ended up posting it bc well idk illegal streaming sites didnt want to work at the time 🥀

Feel free to give a req bc im def still looking forward to watching it when I have the time!

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Ask taken off of my old side blog I never posted on lol. I wanted to take it here since I wanted to hit my main audience!!

Andrew isn't an extreme religious stickler, but it has its ways of pulling him to the back of his mind, questioning his faith for even the smallest things. He has deep ties with Christanity and suffers moral conflictions due to his past actions, but because he has such a complex for reverence, he also believes that if it is done by you, good or bad, he may be able to put aside his own beliefs in favor of you. Andrew already feels as if he ought to repent for his sinful ways, so if an Angel like you are too corrupted in your own right, perhaps he isn't the monster of a sinner he believes he is to be in his core.

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I swear to God im gonna just start using good ol pencil and paper because when I look at a digital canvas, I genuinely go brain dead 💔

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What is this fast reblog shit don't be fucking exposing me 💔💔

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Hey.... hey.. How yall doin..

Would you rather have a deranged 41 year old who has the potential of becoming the most powerful fighter if he wasn't lazier than fuck kidnap you or yes? Whooaa decisions decisions 🐺🐺🔥

Also can we get more yandere Kengan here shit I'm starved

Author's note below kinda ig

sorry for being actually deceased buried and certified off the face of the Earth

Locking in for school was NOT mixing with the juices well but I'm back since it's spring break and I just got lucky. Got into the zone and might pull another Coryxkenshin 💔🔥

Anyways I watched Kengan Ashura recently and why did I sleep on ts for so long like I thought it was a Baki copy but it's like Record of Ragnarok and Baki but better. Idk abt better than Baki bc I've watched like 2 episodes but like I'm saying. Anyways Sen done been my favorite the moment I saw him. My favorite womanizer.

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“..Do you think I’ll see a crimson fish in the sea?”

this fanart came completely out of nowhere for a hetalia blog LMFAO

no fish ver. under the cut!

….good lord that elliott mod 😭😭😭 the ending really stuck with me for some darned reason. anyways, i really like how this turned out and i was wondering if y’all would ever be interested in a portrait mod in my art style, or, alternatively, a hetalia portrait mod…

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This season 3 commercial is everything we ever wanted. It’s an older promo, sir, but it checks out.

If you haven’t seen this before, with Robert Knepper in all of his growly, dramatic glory, you need to prepare yourself. The laugh, the walk, everything about the voice… and that Cheshire Cat grin. In less than a minute, Robert does about two dozen different things with his voice and it is glorious (and don’t worry, guys, don’t worry - Wentworth as Michael still has his deadpan monotone, it is completely in character).

With no exaggeration or hyperbole whatsoever, this really might be the most we’ve ever been attracted to T-Bag. 

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Mama, a SOUYA behind you 💜

I'm going through the third animation book and this had me cackling

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I'm so normal about this whole scene.

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Hey Nana happy 17th birthday , time passes by so fast already . only one year away from the irs and taxes 😞/j . But here's a bunch of Not so messy smooches from Lilith . Don't worry the " blood" is cranberry sauce from Ikea cafe . After all don't worry she loves you VERY much

Oh how DARE SHE I DISLUKE CRANBERRY SAUCE SO MUCH (I'm just picky and don't want to eat it) but it's okay bc she gave me smooches 💪😍🔥

Chat let me just marinate in my last few hours of 16 GOOODDDDD well at least I'm 1 step closer to letting the flood gates out on the blog 😈😈💀

Lilith alr knows i love her very much so 🫶😘

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I lobe them

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Is it just me or would Fomaggio think Class of 09 is funny but wouldn't admit it bc it's stupid asf and it's abt teens and he's a full grown man like

Sorry drawing Formaggio and this popped into my head

He'd be Nicole and Darling would be Ari

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girls who look like boys my beloved

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I'm gonna kiss you /platonic

Oh yeah that's the good stuff miyu FUUUUCKKKK I LOVE THE INSPO AND THE SETTING TONE 🫶🫶❤️ TYSMM FOR FEEDING ME WEEPY AS MY MIDNIGHT SNACK

u a real one g 💪🔥

I need his hands ugh yes thank you for making him delulu to match my delulu

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"Well I guess what you say is true I could never be the right kind of girl for you ,I could never be your woman "

Yan Weepy Clown x Fem darling

CW : spoilers to silent hill 2 og /remake , hallucinations, toxic relationships, spoilers to hallulaboo story mode , suicide mentions . Based off the song by White Town

For @sk3tch404

The fog surrounding what was once a lively place filled with entertainment and laughter of visitors . But for him , Violetta , Muro , and the girl he loved . Nothing but misery , memories that all four of them wanted to forget and move on from .

Yet here he was visiting the bridge that connected the park .Concealed within the fog until he got closer a silhouette .

" Natalie ? "

He squinted his eyes . Her face resembling hers . Just her hair , makeup , and clothes were different .

" Do I look like your girlfriend ? " she raised an eyebrow . " No my late love ... , I can't believe it though you look just like her . It's just your face , your voice you - "

" my name is [y/n] " she sighs . " I don't look like a ghost do I ? " . Her hand reaching out to his chest . " see i'm warm " which causes him to jump a bit .

" s-sorry I got confused " he wanted to believe it . That is was Natalie and not a uncanny girl who resembled her . " I should look for Natalie ... " about to walk away . " But didn't you say she died ? " her tone questioning him .

" I know that .. " he sighs .

Weeping knew that he was just dreaming . Natalie was dead and couldn't be alive . He was alone like always . Nobody could love someone like him . Only having a small spark of false hope that her last words to him were not true .

" I am not going back "

For now all he had was just [y/n] and the false delusional hopes that Natalie was still alive .

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funger art style practice with luchino and antonio ^_^ made some character sheets aswell for fun!

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Dialog was *big fats chefs kiss* PERFECT

A little confused but maybe thats just my sleepiness talking. Still, Weepy's actions here are very well written!!

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— Darling, don't leave me

Fandom — Identity V Pairing — Yandere! Weeping Clown | Joker/reader Summary — Something's wrong, the weeping clown is too... needy. Content Warnings — Yandere behaviour, emotional dependence (Joker to reader), emotional manipulation, personal AU of the manor (DBD like), heavy mentions of death and the Hullaballoo game, overdose mention, suicides (by other members), obsession Word Count — 956 Author's note — inspired by this

The Weeping Clown struggled to take things well.

Not only had he watched the women he had sacrificed his entire life for die in his arms, but he was stuck in a never-ending cycle of death and sacrifice in the place called Oletus manor with the very same people he had killed or attempted to kill, their backs turned on him for every moment that wasn't a game. It hadn't been his fault that his attempted overdose hadn't worked, it hadn't been his fault that he had been so drugged out of his mind that he let bubbling rage come up after years.

Taking a deep breath through his nose, Joker shook those dangerous thoughts of his out of his head. Things had long passed, he had allowed himself to move on from Natalie... oh wait, she went by Margaretha now. She was just a single stinging memory in his past, she was just a notch on his heart that had scarred over and healed; there was someone else in the apple of his eye, someone else that made his heart flutter beyond belief.

And that person was you.

You were a beautiful angel of light the moment you had gotten yourself stuck in the manor alongside the other poor souls, your small group still taking time to adjust to the horrors that were the manor after death. He had seen it all before, watching as your group struggled to come to terms with the fact that not only were you stuck in this never-ending loop, but the attempted group suicide of the other members had gotten them stuck before you.

It was strange how calm you had been when you had stepped over the threshold into the manor, maybe it also had been shock that had glistened in those beautiful eyes of yours, but nonetheless, he found himself being struck by cupid's arrow once more. Those beautiful eyes drew him in like a circus master, with lips as kissable as cotton candy. There were so many things about you that drew him in that he couldn't help but feel himself be drawn in.

Leaving the refuge of his solitude had been frightening, but being in your presence was exhilarating. In the chaos of the newcomers, nobody dared bat an eye in your direction, especially as the clown himself began to take you around. That had been mistake number one.

When the other survivors had finally noticed the clown's odd affections towards you, you had already begun to be wrapped in that charming front he showed to you — he had been the one to take you under his wing, explain the manor and its strange rules, even protect you during matches when hunters would target the fresh blood. You couldn't imagine anything other than the kind clown.

Sure, he was sometimes big and scary when it came to other survivors, sometimes his face turned grim and... you couldn't explain it, but in those moments where his face was anything other than a soft smile, you noted the hint of scarring that seemed to show underneath his makeup, ones that seemed to make those that seemed to be from the same time as him flinch back. If you had noticed, you dare not ask.

Mistake number two had been not taking the Soul Weaver's warning. His blood had boiled the moment he had encountered the two of you in the hall, the large spider-like woman seeming to whisper something to you in a low hush, her body hunched even lower than it was usually. It wasn't like she could make herself even smaller if she tried, her large hulking body being able to be seen from all directions.

It was as if she had sensed him coming, or maybe she had heard his peg leg, scuttering off into the depths of the manor where survivors did not roam, your gaze locking onto his in a way that sent butterflies into his stomach.

"Did you... kill everyone in your game?" Those words had shattered his heart when he heard you utter them, taking you into his arms as swiftly as he could, his peg leg creaking from the sudden movement.

"They attacked me first." A lie, one that came tumbling from his cracked lips faster than he could stop it, "I had to protect myself." That is what he would tell himself anyway; if it hadn't been them, it would've been him dead on that winter's night. It had been his only option. It was one that you bought, nestling into his embrace for a while, even if he smelt like sulphur and smoke.

If you had turned your back on him, believed the spider woman over him, he most likely would've lost control; you had only just come into his miserable existence, and he would've gone completely mad if you had been taken as of quick. As he rubbed soothing circles into your back, feeling how your body trembled from being in the presence of the hunter, he smiled, "let's keep the fact she told you this a secret, the others don't need to know."

They would only confirm her warnings.

He didn't want that, not at all.

It was true, he knew that he was only spiralling down deeper than he had been with Margaretha, spiralling deeper, deeper into obsession, but there really was something about you that made him feel whole. Maybe that's why he watched you sleep; you didn't even lock your door at night, it was really something he should chastise you about since what if someone else came in and took you?

No, he couldn't have that.

After all, you brought life back into his life — and this time, he'll keep it.