#ICP School

[fennecfiree]

I can finally post school doodles cuz I'm in school now

[inspiteoflogic]

So, I'm an upper classmen this year, and I asked one of my freshie friends "Do you listen to ICP?"

He like immediately gets defensive going "Nope! your not tricking my into saying it!" And I'm confused out of my mind till I realized he thought I was trying to get him to say "I see you pee" and I was just asking if he listened to the Insane Clown Posse

Which I find is the funniest way to highlight the difference in grade levels

[matty-alien]

Yall I just got gifted Slytherin robes from somebody and the urge to just….

MODERN DAY SLYTHERIN HERMIONE AU.

Omg I’m so invested with this now that I’ve thought about it. (A lot of this is based on me and my modern years.)

So, if anyone cares here’s some facts on her…

- It’s modern day, so 2024. (Brainrot lol)

- fifth year Mione (bc why not)

- She’s a Juggalo.

- Still likes to read but hides it bc reading is for NERDS LOL

- Reads fanfics when she’s bored

- Besties w/Pansy

- They both have a crush on Draco, probably.

- Makes fun of Ron bc he’s ginger and poor

- gets offended when someone brings up her blood status in an argument

- Has matching bracelets with Pansy

- once made her cosplay shaggy 2 dope on Halloween and ran around the castle scaring the first years

I ran out of creative shit so honestly if u like this au u can make ur own shit on it idk. (Hcs, stuff like that. Go wild🤷‍♀️)

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

High School Party, 2005 . You can see the old CD player in the background and my friends wearing vintage (well, they're now vintage) Slipknot shirts. I took this so I'm not in the picture, but oh well.

Since people are liking the pictures I've posted from high school (2004-2007), I figured I would post some more. This was a Faygo party. We mixed Faygo with any kind of alcohol, but somehow it was always good lol. We are all still HUGE fans of ICP and Slipknot (I've seen them both several times thankfully!)

I LOVED the early-mid 2000s!

[lobotomize-d]

Oh ICP shirt haver.... I want to be your friend, friend, but you scare me, me!

Sighs and sobs

[rotting-rat-flesh]

An Insane Clown Posse Doodle I Made A Couple Days Ago ✕⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘✕ ★⌇ Software Used : Ibis Paintx ★⌇ Time Taken : 4 Hours

[sainte666]

save me Piggy Pie by Insane Clown Posse

Piggy Pie (Old School)

save me Piggy Pie by Insane Clown Posse

[sansxfuckyou]

[sheila--e]

I don't think I've said this before but. Sheila's canon design makes me laugh so fucking hard. Because Kouhei describes her all She Is Covered In Facial Scars; There Is No Sign Of Shame About Them, Rather, She Seems Prideful. She Has Wild Feral Animal-Like Eyes: They're Always Surveying, And Always Aware. Her Physical Abilities Are Beyond That Of Anyone Her Age, Yet Her Features Are Also Young, They Betray The Truth: She Is Just A Child... And the illustration by Araki was like. ahh ok she's kinda like a dog... and he made a Shiba gijinka with David Bowie makeup on. hello

[fennecfiree]

...erm...

More violent j doodles?

(Pretty please?)

(Idk how art requests work)

Some stuff I did in school :3

[makedamnsvre]

i hate the one and only song that ive been able to remember the lyrics to for hmmmm . maybe 6 or 7 years without even wanting to or trying . i can barely remember the full lyrics all the way through with only my memory no help for basically almost every song including my favorite songs ever that ive known for years. but this one is The Only One that ive been able to remember without constant practice. and its because it goes straight through without a repetitive chorus or lines or anything as that usually trips me up in songs. when i told my friend this in like 2018 or 2019 they were like "the typical verse chorus verse chorus bridge chorus song structure is supposed to help you remember the song." and i was just. like. well. it does not help me.

[skateironicallycantskate]

IM AT A DANCE AND SOMEONE’S WEARING JUGGALO MAKEUP LETS GOOOO

[am3ricanh0rrorwh0re]

𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 | 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐧

paring: alive!tate langdon x ghost!fem!reader

cw: angst, dead dove do not eat, vague mentions of school shootings, slight use of cocaine, fluff at the end

faye’s notes: hey, hello, hi !! so, i wanted to apologize for how fucking sloppy this shit is. i had this idea in my head, and i hate my inconsistent schedule. this is also an au where the langdon family moved to murder house like a year ago. (there are some references to ‘In My Room’ by ICP as well). sorry for the currently confusion and inconsistencies. anyways, enjoy, and i love you as always. thank you for the continued support !!

"i’m almost done,” Tate sighed, fixing his black trench coat. You’d known Tate for a little while, meaning you knew that today was the day. The ‘Noble War’, where Tate would send people to a ‘better place’. You thought Tate would be normal. But how wrong you were.

You'd been watching him since the day he moved in with his family. The house had been vacant since he had come. Well, since your murder. You'd give him small signs as to where your body was, as to where that rotting, vile, perhaps even lingering smell was coming from. But you’d always watch Constance spray the house up and down with air fresheners, seemingly avoiding your rotting body that was scattered beneath floorboards.

“Tate—,“ You sigh in a slightly exasperated manner, watching him shove books, VHS tapes and cassettes out of the way, scouring his bookshelf for his hidden stash of cocaine.

Tate took some from the small jar, tapping it onto the wood of his desk, which was currently covered in books and gun cleaning supplies. He sat down, cutting it anxiously with a razor blade. His hands shook, making sure the practically microscopic, white crystals were crushed up well enough to snort.

“You’re really gonna do this..?” You mumble pleadingly, looking down at the back of his head with a blank, tired stare as you stood behind him.

You placed your cold hands on his shoulders, fingertips digging into his coat as his head was angled down close to his desk. You watch as Tate pressed a finger tip to one nostril, inhaling the cocaine sharply into his lungs. Tate let out a strangled cough, leaning back in his chair.

You ran your fingers gently through his greasy, dirty blonde hair. He showered every day, you knew, you watched him. So how was his hair constantly like this? It never made sense. You shook your head softly, pulling yourself out of your own head, which was mostly empty anyways.

Your eyes follow Tate as he slowly looked over towards his bed. He stood up, storming over to his bed. Your hands quickly fell from his shoulders, back to your sides as Tate loaded his guns into a duffel bag. He started out his doorway before turning back.

“I love you..” He said softly, his voice slightly above a whisper. Tate’s hands cupped your cheeks gently, placing a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips chapped and splitting.

It had been about 8 hours since Tate left for school. Currently his room was packed with SWAT officers, blocking off his door. Tate was dressed in all black, stood up straight, his index finger in the shape of a gun to his temple. He pretended to pull the trigger with a soft mimic of a gunshot.

Your eyes flick over his face, tears of terror in your eyes as you stood in the dark corner of his room. His face was covered in what looked to be extremely painful scratches, his eyes glazed with choked back tears. He wanted to look strong. You walk over to him, knowing he was the only one that could see you.

“Oh, you’ll be alright…You’ll be okay…” You purr, your hands on the sides of his face.Tate’s dark irises flicked down to you for a solid second before looking back up to the men that were about to kill him.

When he finally reached for his gun, shots were fired. His body jerked with each bullet that passed through his flesh, instantly falling to the ground when the shooting was complete.

He laid on the wood floor, your apparition perched next to him. You shifted behind him, tears flowing freely down your face as you pulled his upper body against your legs. You wanted to hold him while he went. To comfort him like no one comforted you when your life was taken. You stroked his hair, your fingers making small circles on his scalp.

“Why’d you do it?!” An officer barked at him from above. Tate looked up, the life draining from his eyes as he started sputtering some incoherent, soft nonsense. He tilted his head weakly to look up at you before that little, minuscule light in his eyes finally faded…Good thing he died on the property,

You spooned Tate’s body, your hand enclosed in his, which was held to his chest. He was scared, you could tell. He probably didn’t even know he was dead. Sometimes that’s how it worked with the dead.

“You feel better?” You ask in a soft-spoken manner. Tate nods, feeling you cuddle closer against him.

“I missed you, though…I hate that you leave when the lights come on,” Tate whispers, his grip on your hand tightening tenfold. “and if I had it my way, the fuckin’ sun would be gone..”

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[southparktexts]

hiii this is my first time requesting so im kinda scared and i hope im not doing anything wrong!! could you do headcannons with the main four going on a long road trip with a reader who drives? who do u think would be the passenger princess teehee. take care and take as much time as u need!!!

hii anon !! absolutely !! thank you for requesting !! <3 you didn’t do anything wrong !! im glad you requested <3

The Main 4 On Roadtrips w / Driver!Reader

stan ;

- as i said before i cant see him as a affectionate person.

- either the whole roadtrip is the two of you listening to music or talking.

- 50/50 on both parts

- the closest thing you’ll get to affection on your roadtrip is hand holding or thigh gripping while you drive

- i can see stan being a quiet yet calm type of boyfriend.

- his music taste is probably a lot of old 2020 songs

- he doesn’t backseat road rage a lot suprisingly

- checking up on you from time to time as well.

“babe, how you doing? alright?”

“you want me to drive?”

- i can say though he is the most unorganised person ever.

- he didn’t pack snacks or water..

- also gets distracted a lot, especially if its dark.

- will randomly ask you to pull over to gaze at the stars with you.

- or fuck.

- will randomly smoke a blunt, i don’t know.

- also will randomly change his playlist to sad songs

-.. and emo??

- feeds you snacks when you buy some

kyle ;

- i know damn well he is annoying to drive with.. no offense..

- but also very caring as well!

- you both fight for aux though..

“im playing!”

“but your driving?!”

- you guys end up making a playlist mid roadtrip..

“oh add ___ as well”

“fine..”

- he is the most organised person out of them.

- constantly does check up on the bags to make sure he didnt forget anything.

- HUGE road rager…

- not surprising.

- most of the roadtrip is wholesome talking.

- sentimental talks and talks about life.

- checks up on you constantly.

“are you getting tired?”

“i can drive if you want..”

- very affectionate, although your driving.

- gripping onto your thigh, kissing you at every red light, saying i love yous

- a very affectionate sweetheart

- his music taste is bo burnham.

kenny ;

- HE is the passenger princess but he isn’t the only princess.

- loves when you drive, he can get cooked while you drive.

- i can see him getting so fucking cooked, saying the randomest shit

“i love nascar drivers!!”

“..okay??”

- he packed snacks.. but he ate them all when the munchies kicked in.

- thigh gripping from him as well as whispering dirty things to you.

- probably tries to get you riled up to fuck in the car.

- definitely loves it when you buy things for him

- stopping by drive thru and ordering him food like a princess

- most of the car ride is a mix between is singing along to music or talking

- 50/50 yet again

- im a huge believer that kenny is an juggalo.

- music taste is def pink guy and icp

- blasting music and rolling down the windows like idiots

- definitely tried getting you high as well

“ken im driving!”

“and??”

cartman ;

- HE is the passenger princess as well 😭

- i say this because he can’t stay well in one spot unless he’s given something..

- im being fr.

- will whine and complain a lot

“im hungryyy”

“im boreddd”

- he is definitely on aux

- only because he can do something which is controlling music

- the WHOLE roadtrip is karaoke. full stop.

- playing old school bangers and singing along.

- definitely on his phone playing games as he vibes with you.

- he (un)ironically ate all the snacks..

“can you get me a chip?”

“..were out.”

“HOW THE FUCK ARE WE OUT I PACKED 3 BAGS??”

- not very affectionate when it comes to you in my opinion.

- will whine until you pull into mcdonald’s and order him food.

- and snacks.

- acts like a brat when he doesn’t get what he wants

- …. doesn’t check up on you, he lowkey forgets too.

reqs are open !!

[hauntinglyhaunted]

Creepypasta Headcanons!

(Jeffery Woods, Eyeless Jack, Toby Rogers.)

Starting off with our crispy himself!

Jeffery Woods:

I actually believe he'd be moderately okay with self care (with the exception of showering, because he's gross 🧍)

Like, he def keeps different kinds of lotions to help hydrate his burn scars (I'm projecting ikik) and has a variety of different scents.

I actually think he doesn't have a strict preference for what kind of music he listens to, but tends to listen to heavy metal or older emo music.

Def listens to ICP. You can't change my mind.

I actually heavily headcanon him as someone that'll pick at his skin, specifically the skin on his fingers/hands. It's a bad habit that he has tried (and failed) to shake off.

Drinks monster/energy drinks like its WATER.

He's the type of guy to point at someone's concert shirt and ask them to name 3-5 songs

Eyeless Jack:

Out of any of the pastas, I believe he'd be the best when it comes to self care-- Considering the idea of him originally wanting to be a surgeon.

Carries hand sanitizer with him EVERYWHERE.

I believe he has a habit of over washing his hands and is constantly using hand sanitizer.

He has sensitive hearing from his heightened senses, so I believe he'd keep earplugs on him 24/7

Tried to prepare organs like someone would a sandwich, he regretted that.

The type of guy that doesn't pick up on humor. You quote something online around this guy and he'll just take it as you being dead serious.

Tried to eat human food so he could feel "normal" again, but it made him sick. Still tries it every now and then, but it can result in him just curled up on the floor. Think of how some people that are lactose intolerant will still eat dairy (you know who you are 🙄)

In some med schools, it's actually preferred to know a second language (that could also just be where I live, so 🚶) and I actually believe he knows bits of Spanish.

Parts of his life before the sacrifice is actually a major blur for him, it's like looking through a fog for him.

Hates the smell of mint.

I feel like he mainly uses echolocation. Or if he could "see" anything, it would probably be like seeing the temperature of something

Example:

Bro constantly cold. It could be the middle of July and he'd probably be LAYERED up. Long sleeves, hoodies, etc.

Toby Rodgers:

Chews. His fingers, the scar on his cheek, dead skin on his lips, he just chews.

Unironically wears socks and sandals

Due to high levels of stress, I like to think he'd have white steaks/patches in his hair. :]

Tried to give himself a piercing once, it didn't work out. It scarred.

Either Midwest emo or grunge, you can't change my mind!

Has listened to the front bottoms (father...) and the mountain goats.

Listens to Nirvana sometimes. 👏

Due to his trauma, he prefers to not drive or ride in the passenger seat. He either forces himself to sleep or zones out SOOOO hard.

Since he can't go get his hair cut professionally for obvious reasons, some of his hair is uneven since he doesn't know how to cut it properly.

Toby doesn't like sweetened coffee, he either drinks it black or eats instant coffee because "it works faster"

He regretted this.

Got my first ACTUAL post down! Hope you guys like it! Tried to keep it lighthearted since it's a starter. I take requests btw. :]

[cup1dsdaughter]

hi hi ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა i’m addie, welcome to my blog !! ♡

i post for the mentally ill, deranged, and pretty girls who like pretty things <33

here’s a little bit about me so u can get to know me better. 🫶🏻

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

❥ i love to write and read poetry. as well as just writing in general :D

❥ i love music !! my current favorite artists are lana del rey, nicole dollanganger, melanie martinez, jazmin bean, lucy loone, ethel cain, nessa barrett, and ayesha erotica.

❥ my favorite bands are hole, dazey and the scouts, the neighbourhood, tokio hotel, ICP (insane clown posse), and cigarettes after sex.

❥ my favorite movies are buffalo 66, girl interrupted, and any of the monster high movies.

❥ my favorite shows are euphoria, gilmore girls, nana. (i do not watch a lot of shows..i mainly watch yt bc i’m an ipad kid at heart lol)

❥ i’m bisexual and my pronouns are she/her.

❥ my birthday is november 30th 2009, so i’m 14 years old

❥ as i said before, i love music !! some of my favorite songs rn are doll parts by hole, pretty when you cry by lana del rey, inbred by ethel cain, cry baby by melanie martinez, cocaine superstar by ayesha erotica, boarding school by lana del rey, sippy cup by melanie martinez, kidnapping an heiress by black box recorder, tammy faye by nicole dollanganger, and black bathing suit by lana del rey. ♡

i don’t have much else to say…but i hope u enjoy my blog. 🫶🏻