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lippmannssplatteredblood · 8 months

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Im back in my "throwing random shit that makes little to no sense for background" era

#the random shit in question may or may not have some kind of symbolism #also dw guys everything is fine. wells will appear in the next chapter and pull a 55 minutes to save the world hahahahah. a.#bsd #bsd fanart #bungou stray dogs #bsd wells #bsd 55 minutes

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noxious-fennec · 7 months

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Hands are too shaky these days

#this is old art from july that i never got around to posting. think of it as a surprise treat :)#i wish i had the energy or the creative drive to draw more them i am still insane about them but idk idk #drawing things that are at least canon adjacent is taxing. idk. would you guys like if i went off the hook with it?#oh btw dw bout me guys I'm alright and when i say stuff like this^^^ im not like forcing myself to draw or anything #I've got a healthy relationship with these stuff i like to think. nust helps when there's extra motivation #anyway you didn’t ask for this rant uhhhh loss of fine motor skill post revival (re: disability) my beloved #hope you're doing swell and that you enjoy <3 #dsmp fanart #cwilbur #cquackity #my art #ctntduo #fennec.art

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dailyshittymumbojumbodoodles · 3 months

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Day 76: Mumbo Jumbo doing the splits

#daily mumbo jumbo #hermitcraft #mumbo fanart #mumbo jumbo #mumbo jumbo fanart #mumbo #queued #my art #hermitcraft fanart #dw guys his pussy is fine

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pempempemto · 8 months

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Support

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spottedloaf · 3 months

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bob scruffed like a cat doodle based on the first frame of a behind the scenes gif

#dw guys the gif is from the recent PUBLIC patreon post it's fine to share #spooky month #spooky month bob #bob velseb #he's so stupid /aff

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ghostgirl636-art-dump · 2 months

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Valentines day or whatever...

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stevesbipanic · 2 years

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Steve, at Eddie's funeral: I need a moment with him.

Everyone: Of course. *They leave*

Steve, leaning over Eddie′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

Eddie: Yeah, no shit.

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redswaberkez · 3 months

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'))))' sector on the reel

#bro I decayed all day so that in the evening I could drop a FUCKING NUKE BOOOOMB💥💥💥💥💥💥#IM SHOKED TOO DW GUYS its fine #postal dude #postal #postal 1 #suggestive #?#redswa draws

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bubblegum-and-ciggarettes · 5 months

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Switching out Marks title screen for Allen’s was not something I expected but not entirely mad about it

#invincible #invincible s2e3 #allen the alien #mark grayson #he will be fine guys!!#dw!!

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ashipiko · 1 day

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DANCE WITH ME YOU LI-IA-IAR ♡

OVERBLOT ASHI??? ANYBODY??? the ANGST that this baby can store!!! SHEESH!!!!!!! <3 I only have one post dedicated to her and liar dance lyric analysis (the post is kinda outdated in gen) BUT…… I also have an overblot monologue as a treat 🫶 I wanted to better explain her angst and so!!! BABAM!!! enjoy

ASHI’S MONOLOGUE:

Sometimes I wonder why I ended up here.

A place named “Twisted Wonderland”, and at a school named “Night Raven College”.

At first, I figured that I was the odd one out— Y’know, the Ramshackle prefect and everything. The magicless girl at the magical all boys school? Nuts, ain’t it?

I’m known for a lot of things. Things that are different from the others. The fact that I stand out is part of the Ashi charm, something I’m known for.

But… Over time I found myself sorta feeling in place here.

Because as much as I try to believe it, I can’t safely say that I’m better than anyone else here.

I’m a fake. I make conversation and lots of friends, but for what? A backup in case something goes wrong? A sense of protection for my reputation? In what case are any of those friendships something I truly want? In what case are any of these strings more than just a tool instead of a thread made of my real feelings?

Behind this, I’m no different from any other student here. Even through my individuality, my cheerfulness, my endearing oddness… I’m still a horrible person. Using people to get what I want, toying with people and their feelings in order to gain power and gain a spot the top. All to become untouchable. It’s screwed. It’s not right.

My insides are ugly. The truth of me is something I want to keep tucked away deeply, because I don’t want people to see this part of me. A brash, annoying, selfish version of me, everything people hate to see. I don’t want this side of me to be seen because people will run away— people I don’t care much about, sures, but people I love, too. I don’t want to drive them away. So I keep quiet and give them a shallow show.

I give them a source of entertainment that’s controlled by the real me, every calculated movement translating into a marionette-like response. The only show I allow you to see is one that’s so carefully crafted by the chaotic clown backstage. The one that is shunned away from the light, the strings being the only hint of the puppet’s phony existence to the foolish audience.

But suddenly, I feel as if being here has started to let this side of me come crawling back into the spotlight.

It scares me.

It scares me to be vulnerable, let all of my faults lay out on the table like playing cards. To take the risk without the protection, to gamble everything I’ve built up away just like that. But you…

You.

You make me feel safe. You make me feel as if I don’t need to hide anything. I can give you the key to my heart and you would have no malicious intent. You wouldn’t cut out the parts people don’t like. You would enjoy the performance in full, every bit of it.

You make me believe that I’m nothing special, and yet something so valuable at the same time.

It’s silly. You’re silly. And yet that’s something that’s helped me.

It’s helped me realize that that truly is just how people are.

We aren’t villains. We aren’t antagonists. We aren’t monsters.

We are nothing but people, with faults and feelings that should be valued.

I am more than just a jester, a sake of entertainment.

I’m a person who is entirely worthy of love. All of me.

It reminds me that I must’ve came here for a reason.

Because this is where I belong.

#they drive me nuts. tbh #PLEASE LISTEN TO LIAR DANCE ITS SOOOOOOOOOO #!!! envy baby is also a big Ashi OB song #it’s so fun. she’s so fun #if you can’t tell her overblot works in like….. she IS the blot monster. or the (real) Ashi AKA the jester is #if she represents the true Ashi then the marionette Ashi represents what she pretends to be/puts out into the world #so even if you’re attacking the jestershi and the more antagonistic seeming of the two…… all you’re doing is feeding into the blot itself #as you’re doing what ashi’s afraid of— berating the real her #the solution is to kill the marionette!!! btw!!!!! and that’s what ace does #DW THEY ARE SO FINE AND OK. NO ISSUES HERE #ashace my beloved #ace trappola #ace trappola x oc #twst ace #twst yume #twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst wonderland #disney twst #twst yuu #twst oc x canon #ashipiko draws ♪#twstshi #I DONT THINK I REALLY POST ABOUT ASHACE LORE A LOT #APRY FROM LIKE? THE FIC ITS IUST SILLIES #so I hope you guys enjoy!!!!!!

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stellarsightz · 6 months

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you devote yourself to Him / live, breathe, sleep, exist for Him and yet, / He stays silent.

i am so so so normal about him i promise 👍

ft. lines from a poem i wrote; alt versions under the cut

clouds are from Jacob van Ruisadel's paintings -> A view of Amsterdam (c. 1665 - 1670), Road through Fields of Corn near the Zuider Zee (c. 1660 - 1662) and A Haarlempje: View of Haarlem with Bleaching Fields

and my silly poem <3 i dont write poems very often, so forgive me if it's a bit rough around the edges