#bc I love clowncore and clowns

[bazingerrr]

Bubble da clown

[floralete]

zee clown(sona) 🤡🎈🤍💛💗

[jamboreeartsupplies]

MEET THE NEW PALS !!!!

Banana Milk Denim Jean they/them

Fruitloop Freddie he/they/it (needs a new hat!!! he lost it's old one)

Banana Milk is plastic and fabric (no porcelain) and they smell vaguely of cherries or almonds and it reminds me of a clown doll i had as a kid that i can barely remember other than the smell. its so nostalgic 🥹💕🌈

[monstertsunami]

just got the most fucked up and beautiful jester mask(?) from a local flea market. for only a dollar!

this things definitely gonna steal my identity. why does it have teeth..

[tonberry-yoda]

Hi!! I'd like to ask for a romantic jjba matchup if theyre available! I use she/they pronouns and am pansexual. I'm 5'11 and pretty chubby. When comfortable, I'm really energetic and playful and I love talking!! So much! If the right topics are brought up nothing can make me shut up. I'm really loud and don't realize I'm yelling until people point it out. I'm super unaware and oblivious to both my surroundings and others feelings, so total honesty is super appreciated at all times bc I'll be honest! I'm really dumb. Like really dumb. I'm very affectionate, and my love languages are just about all of them except for gift giving (Im HORRIBLE with picking gifts). I get really uncomfortable with physical or verbal affection in public though. I love spending time with other people, but my social skills are kinda trash so I rarely ever initiate conversations. I tend to rough house with my friends and family a lot, and love teasing them too, though sometitmes I can be a bit too mean. My memory is PATHETIC! I forget things all the time. I'm also kinda emotional and can have a pretty bad temper, and will lash out the second I'm disrespected but I forgive so easily. I am physically incapable of holding grudges for longer than a few days. I love overdressing! I personally pride myself on my humor and think I'm super funny! I value laughter heavily and think that finding someone with a similar sense of humor is very important.

My fashion taste is way too expensive for my budget, but I love clowncore and decora the most!

I love music so much! I'm listening to it every day of the year, every hour of the day, so on and so on. I listen to all kinds, hip-hop, classical, country, theres not a genre I dont like, but my favorites are ska, metal, hyperpop, and disco music!

My hobbies include gaming, writing, watching anime, dancing, staring up at the sky like a turkey, doll collecting, plushie collecting, cooking, and napping. I really like clowns, zoology, and amusement parks (I like the spinny rides).

I hope this is good! You don't have to reply! Hope you have a good day, sorry for the poor grammar and excessive exclamation marks! English is my first language but as I said earlier, Im really dumb *<}:•]

notes: Hi love!!! <3 sorry this took so long! i was piled with so many requests, but I'm finally here! I really hope you're well!! Also, you just sound so delightful and in that regard, I have the PERFECT character for you!

the character I chose for you is...

JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA!!!

this is the perfect man to match your energy

he loves that you are always hype and he will be 100% hype with you

he is also just as playful so you have the perfect man for you

he loves talking just as much as you, so you two get to talking for HOURS and definitely lost track of time

you both can get SO LOUD OMFG

but it's cute

other people have to shut you two up

he's dumb too, don't worry

you both will be the dumbest people in the room, and then people will correct you and you'll just look at each other and burst out laughing

dont worry, he'll be the gift giver

expect goofy gifts like funny socks lol

but he loves cuddling

and will respect you in public because that makes you uncomfy

he will definitely leave the loving words and cuddles for home ;)

he's a big talker to others

he is not shy

so he'll help you initiate conversation with people you want

he kinda helps boost your social skills

it's rad

HE LOVES SPENDING TIME WITH YOU, OKAY?!?!?

you two will play fight a lot lmaoooo

like a ton of mini wrestling matches tee hee

he can also get a bit of a temper (about his hair, duh), so he will know how to handle you when you get angry and emotional

you two help each other <3

you both forgive each other pretty easily, so temper is never a big deal since you both know how to deal with it

he laughs at all of your jokes and he will tell you jokes too

HE LOVES YOUR FASHION SENSE DUDE

like seriously omfg

he is someone who loves to dress a little too expensive too, so you both cry over your bank account, but dress like gods at the end of the day

date time for him is just sitting and listening to music outside in the summertime watching the sunset <3

he loves your room so much

like you two spend a lot of time in there and he notices cool new things every time

he will game with you and cuddle and watch anime

he will kick your ass in video games and you will kick his

he will 100% take you on amusement park dates omfg

like most fun time for the two of you

again, he just loves your energy and you cant get enough of each other <3

~~~~~

matchup rules | pinned post @tonberry-yoda

[stupidbeecandle]

I have the best husband. I mentioned that I wanted to start getting into clowncore makeup and fashion weeks ago and he was kinda weirded out but gave a grimaccy "whatever makes you happy?"

Today he comes down and tells me he's been doing research. "Oh what?" Clown girls, he says.

He shows me video's about styling and make up and schticks and pauses at timestamps to point to different details, commenting that certain things would work very well with my personality, style, physical abilities, and social circle. He talks about performers BY NAME and then starts walking with me through an improve routine as we make dinner.

He loves his trans clown witch wife. He says he doesnt give a shit if people say she doesnt fit into any of those labels accurately bc people say all kinds of bullshit. He discusses how we should do clown make up for when we meet up with my parents over the holiday.

[water-mellie-seeds]

Bestie rank the wizard siblings from favourite to least favourite and give me a paragraph per blorbo explaining their ranking

This is my lifes project.

1: Crispin. Shocking from tumblr user Crispingender i know./s It is NOT only because i have a crush on him!!!!! Shhhe is also the most interesting to me. Hes s mechanic?? He got so upset about no one celebrating his bday that he ran off to the circus for YEARS. And literally everything he owns is clowncore its so based. He has a clown themed tow truck. He fixed bees bike and said he wouldn't make it weird and clowncore but he lied and made it so fucking clowncore. His voice puts him up in #1 too. I want him so bad.

2: Deckard. My favorite before we knew that much about his brothers,so it's only fair i give him 2nd place. He has heterochromia and can cook. But not bake,and i also can not bake. At all. He has a hard time pronouncing certain words,which endeared him to me from the start bc i do that.

3: Cas. I love her. She's such a good character. She's got the same voice actor as enid mettle,she's wlw(heavily implied to be)she's a programmer ,she can kick ass,she imports her energy drinks from a different island,she will pretend to use the bathroom so her siblings don't talk to her on her day off. She's iconic. She's named after a she-ra character(castaspella) who is ALSO wlw(in spop at least). She's based.

4: Wesley. Puppycat thinks he's so cool and hot and he's right for it. I'd tie him with cas if i could but alas,i have to pick favorites according to this assignment. His voice is VERY nice. He keeps all his fish in the bathroom(SO MANY. I cant find any pictures but So many)and he uses a lure that wont hurt them(special kissing lure) when he fishes them out of the water. There was an extended period of time in one ep where he just wore an apron and boxers. I would do this if society let me,so he's based for it. He went on a date with someone and didn't know it was a date.

5: Howell. He opened a cat cafe but he cant cook. He's vain as hell and it's probably because his name is meant to parody howl pendragon but he's right for that. He knows he's very pretty and his voice is VERY soothing to listen to. Even when hes pissed off. He fired bee for napping but when she came back to eat at their restaurant to help with business (she convinced deckard to leave to culinary school and hes the only one who can cook so...business was Not booming) he was intending not to charge her for the meal. He wants to cook wes' fishies :/ but he's got a good heart i think and did i mention he's gorgeous

6: Tim. He's probably the one i have the least to say about out of them all. Not because i dont like him but because he hasnt had a focal episode. He thought that since Deckard was wearing pants instead of pajamas that he wasnt depressed anymore LFSHCKDHH he's a little silly.

#7: last but not least,Merlin. He's fine i just don't feel super connected to him compared to the sibs higher up on the list. He's got cool glasses,he got cas' rival toast pregnant,(long,very funny story. Tldr: she was living in their walls) went to med school but didn't finish it,is overall quite a funny guy but i have to give him last place. Sorry merlin,you have to work harder to beat tim/lh

[neopronouns]

id like to request the following genders :]

a gender related to silly arcade carpets, glow in the dark paint & accessories, the adrenaline from playing games, childhood joy from winning tickets, disco balls and has a connection to the 80s. a gender related to plasma balls, steampunk monocle goggles, erlenmeyer flasks filled with neon green liquid , unethical experiments, insect taxidermy, the word “biohazard", and the colours #8327fc, #61d941, & #1f0218. a gender related to animal foam mats, rainbow sprinkles & ice cream cake, froot loops, stars & confetti, the primary colors, mini plastic dinosaurs, themed band aids, kidcore, and the phrase, "you are loved, you are loved, you are loved." a gender related to royalty/regality, sapphires, chimera peacocks, kintsugi, blue delphinium waltz flowers, chinoiserie fine china, and the Golden Gallery in Schloss Charlottenburg. a gender related to sphinx cats, UFOS, green tractor beams, the movie “The Aliens Are Coming”, executable code, this image (https://d2w9rnfcy7mm78(.)cloudfront.net/23063905/original_d94257bd69decee78c4d57d25c46a69d.jpg?1691724020?bc=0), and the phrase, “we are not alone". a gender related to albino alligators, knives, artic wolves, sharp canine teeth, heavy chains, solitude, and the phrase "IF KARMA DOESN HIT YOU, I FUCKING WILL”. a gender related to opossums, red converse, roses, adventure, puppy love, bedroom pop, and hitchhiking. a gender related to tortoiseshell cats, mushroom foraging, “autumn scented" candles (cinnamon, gingerbread, pumpkins, amber), bergamot orange, plaid scarves, sunsets and bridges in autumn forests, and fallen leaves. a gender related to gray maine coons, grayscale, long study hours, textbooks, devices like ipads, laptops and phones, misty/foggy nights, sleeping cities, and full moons. a gender related to yellow stars, tv static, LSD trips, the painting ‘Joy’ by Arianna Siegel, clocks with roman numerals, the bedroom, longing, and the sentence "im lost”. a gender related to rainbow pinwheels, amusement parks (carousel rides, carnival swings, cotton candy) cherry parfaits, the Dreamy clown plush, and clowncore. a gender related to pink roses, fairies, sheep, gliophorus versicolor mushrooms, oak trees in the fall, vines, black boots & overalls, and cottagecore/bloomcore.

queued!

[hoofpeet]

Wake up and smell the millennium

[ju1c3-b0x]

i love my kids

[ghosttotheparty]

friendly reminder that its halloween season

[ghosty1111]

clowns clowns clowns clowns clowns

[clownmoontoon]

AAA I CAN FINALLY SHARE WHAT IVE BEEN WORKING ON!!! 🎪 🌈 🤡 ✨

i got invited by CIRCUSTEETH to contribute to this lovely clowncore project!!! an all age friendly, clown and circus themed coloring book!! 

that means no scary clowns or disturbing imagery! just wholesome, clowny fun!! ;u; 

i designed the cover and designed+colored the 'honk' sticker!! i also drew some pages in the book!! u might recognize a certain familiar clowny face in there! huhu ;o) AND THERES SO MANY NICE THINGS U CAN GET!!! EVEN THE CHANCE TO HAVE YOUR OWN CLOWNY CHARACTER DRAWN INTO THE FINAL PRODUCT!!! 

EVERYONE ON THIS COLLAB WORKED SO HARD AND CONTRIBUTED AMAZING CLOWNY ART!!! PLS CHECK IT OUT!! ((im sharing it here bc our boss clown doesnt have a tumblr haha))

✨ 🤡 🌈 🎪 ALL AGES CLOWN COLORING BOOK KICKSTARTER!!🎪 🌈 🤡 ✨

[lepidopterann]

star hours!! (they are just stickers, after the ennard thing he takes them off and replaces them w different ones (bc trAuMa))

he is possibly the Largest (physical) animatronic, like 8 foot somethin’, and big fluff. after ennard takes his voice box synthesizer, clown gets the glicthed voice we all know and love, and he trades out the ,,, i forget what thats called, for a bandana or smth i havent decided yet (since the thign around his neck was torn during the attack n stuff)

pan, he/they/clown, thinks gender is soem kind of electrical equipment,

has attachment issues and hates being alone, tends to forget his own strength (esp with squishy humans), and is rather destructive,

gently holds

Grabs u two @idrawsometimess @clowncore-ursidae >:]

[boognish-worshipper]

Midnight City AU

this is an au where the main characters are all young adults!! (or millennials ig? they’re in their 20s basically) i gave a rundown of what’s what on a diff post,, i’m also splitting it up into diff chapters,, so this is gonna take a looooong time to finish. i’m posting this before i nitpick my writing to the max

it’s basically a lot of references to that point in time, artists, pop culture etc. all the chapters are named after songs from that era (including the name of this au bc i love midnight city and what better way to describe LS ‼️), and the lyrics r usually connected to what the chapter’s about, or about a character dynamic :D i hope this isn’t too cheesy, or sounds off ig. any typos in this were probably over looked bc i constantly reread my writing and rearrange stuff and make sure it sounds good 🥳 hope y’all enjoy !!! i’m also including a tag to find the chapters under :)

//Chapter 1: Crimewave

Trevor would never, ever admit it, but he had fallen into the category known as “post-hipster”. This was a strange era that began culminating, taking LS by storm. Whether he liked it or not, he could never avoid it. Even if he swore up and down he wasn’t like them, it was practically a paradox. Saying he wasn’t like them just made him a branched off version of the thing he denounced. Each aesthetic that was churned out as the 2010s rolled in were tied to a style, a sound, and Trevor couldn’t care less. It’s not like people liked what he liked. He didn’t belong to anything in particular, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t like them. If anything, he just became another obscure genre in the mix.

One of his favorite music groups was a Canadian duo called Crystal Castles. He enjoyed a good number of their songs, developing an interest for electropunk and pop punk. There was something unique about the sound, and it made Trevor feel special, like he discovered some sort of hidden treasure. He was into pop punk groups like Paramore too, but it was something about them that was just different. People knew Paramore. He often lingered around Sterling Lake, where other post-irony hipsters and classic hipsters resided, careful not to fully associate with them. After all, he apparently despised them, even though he participated in their strange… “culture”. If you could even call it that. From time to time he would find himself discussing his favorite artists with whatever semi-normal person was there, making a couple friends himself who weren’t the snooty kind he’d grown used to.

They all loved talking about how exceptional their taste in music was, a wide variety of people hanging around with their own cliques. Some liked Fall Out Boy, while others liked Blink-182, and then there were the weirdos who liked groups like Radiohead. Most of those guys were whiny, proclaiming how misunderstood they were. He knew maybe one Radiohead song at most (he definitely, definitely never cried to “Creep” and even if he did, so what) but never found himself willingly getting into their music. Then you had the nosedivr crowd, which consisted of mostly girls, and the occasional hipster guy that defected. Their taste was.. alright. Consisted of artists like Lana Del Ray and Marina and the Diamonds, who were their idols. He found almost everyone there besides the few friends he made kind of edgy, and not in the cool way. But he figured all hipsters and guys like them were kind of uncool. Don’t even get him started on those other indie rock types. God. He still came back as often as he could though, establishing some kind of routine. Most people there avoided him anyway, which he preferred. He had enough troubles with them in the past. There was one day he grew tired of the people gawking at him, and he launched a hipster right into the lake. So yeah, nobody within their right mind so much as looked in his direction. That was just how he rolled.

Today, he sat on a nearby bench in Sterling Lake’s park, watching some ducks float on water. His usual friends had been there too, seeing his clowncore buddy Wade with his cousin Floyd. Wade was extremely different than the pretentious fucks around them. He had a shit ton of piercings, and ICP was his favorite music group. Floyd on the other hand, fit right in. Almost too much, like it was something he was forced to do. But he did genuinely enjoy Weezer, of all things you could enjoy. Wade started waving at Trevor, while Floyd hid behind him. All he did was awkwardly wave back, turning his attention back to the lake. He liked Wade, but the clown stuff he wore sometimes spooked him. He didn’t pay much mind to his relative. Looking back across the water, he saw someone new, observing the area. Some dude a little above the average height, hands in his pockets walking around. He seemed a bit lost, and Trevor figured he should help if he was. After all, what was this guy doing here? New people didn’t show up often.

“Hey bud, you lost or something?”

“Oh uh, nah not really. I’m just looking for this girl I met a while ago, said she hangs out around here?”

“What she look like? I’m here pretty often.”

“Uhh kinda short, dark brownish hair? Wears fishnet stockings, high waisted shorts or whatever those grunge people are into.”

“Let me guess, she into the Neighborhood?”

“How’d you know?”

“Yeah, that’s Amanda, she’s a bit of a regular. Not too fond of me I must say.”

“How come?”

“She’s just petty towards me.” He said with a shrug. He didn’t feel like relaying his encounters with her if the guy was dating her or something.

“Oh… well d’ya think you could help me find her? I don’t really know anybody else here. I could actually use the help, since you know her.”

“Eh sure, why not.”

It’s not like he had anything better to do. The two began to walk around the park, gravel and dirt crunching beneath their feet.

“So.. what’s this place about?” The strange guy asked.

“Hm? Oh, it’s just one of those places the hipster folks meet up I guess. Don’t understand it much myself, nor do I really like them.”

“Then why do you come here?”

“Dunno. It’s relatively peaceful, those freaks keep to themselves.”

The man, who was only a smidge shorter than Trevor, glared up at him.

“Hey man, don’t call my girl a freak.”

“Ehh I don’t really count her in with the generic skinny jean wearing hipsters. More of a.. what is it called.. nosedivr type. Whatever that stupid website’s called. Why do you think she dresses like that?”

“Huh.. Never really thought to ask her.”

As he thought about the stuff Amanda wore, he took note of how the man next to him was dressed. He sported an olive jacket with a black turtle neck, and a plain pair of jeans. He wore beat up black converse to top it off, and a pair of Rimmers sunglasses sat upon his head. He looked simple, yet distinguished with the way he presented himself, hair neatly combed back. He figured the two would look nice standing next to one another. They would’ve made an attractive couple, if they weren’t dating already, the kind that turns heads. Trevor wasn’t like them. He wore a black beanie over his mullet, and his favorite pair of red Dix sunglasses rested on the bridge of his nose. The rest of his fit looked disheveled. He had thrown on a wrinkled top, solid black with little surf boards and cars along the bottom- he was a sucker for Hawaiian shirts. His pants were tan colored but had some bleach stains, with old combat boots on his feet.

“Yeah, we may not like each other but I don’t really consider her a freak like those guys.”

He jutted a thumb in the direction of a circle of guys huddled around a phone. The man holding the phone had strawberry blonde hair and a clean outfit on. An expensive looking outfit.

“Who are they?”

“The people here I absolutely cannot fucking stand. The genuine hipsters.”

“Oh.. and you’re..?”

“I’m my own kind. I’m not like these losers, all uppity and shit.”

“Right. Gotcha.”

They walked around a bit more before finding the group Amanda was with. She sat on a bench, chatting with a few girls who dressed similarly to her. All of them had black incorporated into their style. She herself had a black jumper on, tucked neatly into the front of her jean shorts. Just like the guy described, she had fishnets on under them, skater shoes to match. Loose braids fell on her shoulders, and a small black choker was wrapped around her neck.

“Oh, there he is now! Babe! Over here!”

She narrowed her eyes upon seeing Trevor standing next to him.

“Hello, Trevor.” She huffed.

“Relax, I was helping your boyfriend or whatever look for you.”

Her face softened slightly, but still kept a small glare in his direction. She pressed her lips together tight before replying.

“Thanks, I guess.”

“Yup.”

The man turned to face Trevor, sticking out a hand.

“Hey, thanks for showing me around. Trevor, is it?”

“Don’t wear it out.”

He shook his hand, noticing how soft it was. It was in stark contrast to his own, which was rough and calloused.

“Name’s Michael. I’ll see you around most likely? Thanks again.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

Amanda huffed again, nudging Michael’s shoulder.

“Let’s go hun, Bean Machine closes soon!”

“I’m comin’ I’m comin’!”

The two sauntered off, hand in hand. Trevor stood dumbly, watching them walk away. He was right. They did look good together. He wondered if he would actually see this Michael again, kicking a rock. He went back to the bench he originally sat at, putting his earbuds in, listening to some Crystal Castles again to pass the time. The beat thumped in his ears, and all he could think was how much better this shit was compared to that club music shit that played on every radio station in a 5 foot radius. He sat there, scrolling through his own secret nosedivr account, reblogging some photo of a lit cigarette. Right before a hand touched his shoulder causing him to jump.

“What the fuck- Oh. Ron.”

Ron was another friend of Trevor’s, a guy he had met outside one of the iFruit stores talking about how “they’re tapping the phones they sell in there!” and all that conspiracy nonsense. He was a paranoid guy, but Trevor kind of liked that about him. Those were the kind of freaks he liked. He was shorter than Trevor, sort of frail in stature. He wore a bright red windbreaker over a faded tourist tee that read “I went to Liberty City and all I got was this lousy t-shirt!”, along with khaki colored cargo shorts. It didn’t help that he wore some goofy looking bucket hat, and socks with sandals. He dressed like someone’s middle aged father.

“Trevor! Have you seen Wade around anywhere?”

“Last I checked, he was with Floyd.”

“Did he say where he was going?”

“Uh no, but my best bet is they went to that vinyl shop Floyd’s girlfriend works at.”

“Will ya come with me to find him?”

“Now why the fuck would I do that? What do you need him for?”

“Well I- I uh- um..”

“I uh! I uh! Spit it out Ron!”

“It’s about the Merryweather Night Club.”

Merryweather was a big organization that had a wide range of private clubs all over the country, and complimentary body guards to suit. They were all expensive as fuck, and anywhere they settled jacked up the prices of everything else. A lot of neighborhoods became gentrified as a result, and people actually considered it a good thing. What a fucking joke. Trevor of course couldn’t stand it. He hated bullies, and Merryweather was no exception. He’d been wanting to dismantle the club since they settled in LS, seeing as they only amplified the fake feel of the city. Let’s just say he’s gotten into more than a few scuffles with the club. And let’s just say it ended with someone getting stabbed as a result. The guy had it coming to him anyway. Between bouncers and the clubbers, they didn’t like Trevor or his kind loitering around the joint. It didn’t stop him from plotting some sort of revenge though. Ron per usual was on board, his reason being Merryweather’s violent history that had been swept under the rug. They were rather forceful relocating people who had lived in certain neighborhoods for years, Ron being one of their victims. Wade only decided to tag along because he wanted to be included.

“Ah fuck, what’d those bastards do now?”

“They’re throwing some big party!”

“…What fucking for?”

“All I know some guy’s coming to visit, somebody they labeled important and he’s-“

“Woah woah woah wait, Ron. Who?”

“Steve Haines.” He breathed out, careful not to be overheard.

Trevor’s eyes widened, his gaze shooting over to the posse he had poked fun of before. Steve was talking to the group, all of them doing that fake laugh they always did. God, even their humor was pretentious.

“Those fucking hipsters!” He hissed.

“I abhor them, you know that-“

“I know. I know. But, that Weston guy’s gonna be there with him-“

“Weston? Devin Weston?”

If Trevor hated hipsters, then he utterly loathed rich daddy’s money boys like Devin Weston. He had only gotten that stupid fucking night club because his father paid Don Percival enough money to let Devin do whatever he pleased with the Merryweather body guards. It was an elitist club, and they only allowed the best of the best in there.

“What the fuck’s going on there?”

“Something to do with those guys he hangs out with. I think they’re doing something major, expansion maybe-”

“And him and Devin are working together or..?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t hear much after that, that’s why I wanted to grab you and Wade and-”

“Then let’s fucking go get him, Ron!”

The two rushed out of there, heading for the vinyl store to look for Wade. Trevor knew a shit storm was coming, and he absolutely couldn’t wait.

//the next chapter’s gonna be longer i promise lolz

[new-names]

I'm having a hard time finding a name. I thought I liked neve bc it sounded punk so punk sounding names, clowncore names bc I love clowns, and over the garden wall vibes. its kinda all over the place but I'm desperate and that's what I'm into 👉👈 also I think you're doing an amazing thing

here ya go!

Punk:

Helena

Lux

Ramone

Sheena

Wren

Clowncore:

Candy

Daisy

Luna

Molly

Sunny

OTGW:

Basil

Forrest

Meadow

Stone

Willow