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mintyisinyourwalls · 7 months
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Apologies for lack of updates but…
HERE IS THE COMPLETE SIMON COSPLAY!!
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He took me about 7 days to complete! I wasn’t able to get his brown clothes, so I’ll have to put on a misfits tee and skelly gloves🧍🏾‍♀️
If I honestly wanted to and had the resources, I would’ve 100% made a flock puppet to go along with him!
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blueish-bird · 11 months
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Denji, Power, and Aki are like a hype house for ppl who don’t know what hair conditioner is.
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july-19th-club · 2 years
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simply cannot ever resist what i call the little mermaid or the tin man or the pinnochio plot, the one about a character who is either inhuman or human but outside in some way, constantly searching for whatever it is that they consider to be the quintessential proof of humanity, preoccupied by it so deeply that they fail to realize the proof is in the act and fact of the search itself
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never posted this
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froot-batty · 6 months
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rogues trip! (alternative title: jonathan crane's wild ride)
jon loves to drive recklessly because it scares the fuck out of his passengers. unless you're jervis. she just falls asleep she does NOT care
(they'd have someone else drive but jervis is too short to reach the pedals in jon's truck and ed never learned)
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vorthron · 14 days
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I love Tom Sale's version of Scarecrow so much you don't understand. (I have so many doodles of him in my notebook)
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creaman · 2 months
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What stops you from drawing Fear State Scarecrow cute and silly?
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jakeotters · 8 months
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wingedqueenlynx · 6 months
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IDK that Halloween is over. Here's an animatic I did for Halloween with Scarecrow and the Arkham Rogues >:]
Scarecrow was not having a good Halloween lol
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cornetespoir · 4 months
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A silly little doodle I've been calling "Don't let Crane pick the movie"
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nespolkei · 3 months
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jon!!
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cheebuss · 1 year
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crying throwing up e.t.c
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finzphoenix · 1 year
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They are plotting for Gotham's demise! >:3
The obligatory close-ups ^^
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snuize · 7 months
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I have been thinking about gator stapler Two-face for 6 months and ive only now made it real
shout out to @expired-rice for showing me half of the originals in the middle of class
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monsterfloofs · 6 months
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You knew when it was officially fall, when he appeared.
This year, it was when you were slogging through the muddy yard. Picking pumpkins in your garden while there was a lull between thunderstorms.
You had brushed off a slug from a particularly squat ribbed pumpkin. You had turned to set it in the cart, just about to find a place for your newest garden find, when he caught your eye. A familiar figure bent forward with his head down and his gloved hands using a shovel to hold his body upright. His clothes were filthy, tattered and streaked with mud, as if he had crawled up from some muddy trench.
You sigh, and tugging along your cart of pumpkins, wade over to him. The ground beneath your boots is squelching and shifting. You unlatch his fingers from the garden tool, and he sags boneless and lifeless in your arms.
He rides atop the wheel barrow, then sits slumped on a metal chair as you decorate your porch with your home harvest. You pull off your gloves, standing with your hands on your hips as you turn to face the slumped figure.
"What am I going to do with you? Your clothes are filthy."
He does not respond, merely sways slightly as thunder rumbles overhead. You heft him over your shoulder and carry him inside.
A fire crackles in the stone hearth as you carefully strip off his clothes, unceremoniously shoving them into a plastic bag and tying it tightly. Then you set about fixing him up. Taking a needle and thread, you carefully sew a gash that had been cut through his arm. Reaching to grab stuffing and help refill out the arm.
"How did you get this?" You tsk in disdain, glancing up at his stitched face and watching his head slump to the side. You take to the small gesture as a noncommittal shrug and squint at him.
"I'm going to start charging you, if you keep coming back looking like you've been a dog's chew toy." You warn, reaching up to pluck the pipe from the stitches in his mouth.
You leave him sitting on the chair by the fire, while you sit yourself down to your sewing machine, turning on the light, and running one last row of stitches. Snipping, turning, carefully inspecting your handiwork before you bundle him into a new set of clothes. You have the pipe inches from his mouth before you jump.
Boneless no more, he picks you up like a sack of potatoes. Swinging you around and around as he whoops and dances.
"Back again! Ain't that just swell!"
You squawk out at being hauled around but he pays little attention in his mirth. Twirling you and dipping you backwards so he can bury his face into the crook of your neck. You feel rough burlap kisses and scratchy thread, laughing as you try to shove him off, grouchiness forgotten.
"Get off, get off I am still mad at you!"
He leans back and pops his pipe into his mouth wiggling it playfully at you.
"You are? Why, I thought you'd miss me!"
you grin, "I did, I don't miss having to resew your clothes every year, you sack of straw! What happened this time? Did you get buried alive?"
"You know how hard it is traveling from one world to another" He huffs indignantly, plopping you down onto a chair, he clambers onto your lap, throwing his long lanky arms around you with an impish grin.
"So I might've pushed my luck trying to get here early"
He gestures with his hand, pinching his thumb and forefinger.
"A teensy, weensy bit."
You laugh, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your cheek into his tummy.
"I missed you so much,"
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jokesonyouimfruity · 24 days
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Everything could’ve been avoided if they just went to therapy.
Actually 😭🙏
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