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heyclodia · 4 months

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203. Trinkets

#queer as ghouls #webcomic #comics #spooky cute #vampire #webtoon #indie comics #artists on tumblr #halloween #comic #witchy #witchcore #trinkets #knick knacks #trinkets collection

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collection-bundle · 6 months

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Clear-ish collection of things I’ve found that people have left behind or lost

#bagels posts #collection #crowcore #gremlincore #lost & found #oddities #crow core #curio #trinkets #clear

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shiny-eyed-corvid · 2 months

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NYC street finds 3.27.24-3.31.24

favorites from this round: baby calico critter, spiky red creature my partner found for me, cat butt pin, fancy hairpin, and an angel/devil hello kitty croc charm ✨🐦‍⬛

#when i tell you i audibly gasped when i found the baby calico critter...#my partner teased me for it hehehe #crowcore #found objects #trinkets #mine #shinies #gremlincore #nyc #collection #i'm really pleased with how this arrangement turned out :^)

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smokedruid · 1 year

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if there’s one thing about me it’s that i love trinkets. give me a rock? i’ll keep it forever. little charm? i’m wearing it every day

#trinkets #lgbt #nature #witchcraft #wizard posting #crowcore #crystals #collecter

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deadsetobsessions · 5 months

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What Do You Have There?

A knife!

Danny plunked the butter knife in its pedestal of importance. The nice thing about having a billionaire vigilante for a... foster is the amount of money Danny was allowed to drop on his hobbies. For example, his extensive collection of souvenirs.

They're not just any old regular souvenirs. No, no, no. That would be so boring! No, these souvenirs, he obtained from the various muggings, knife fights, and various other situations he's been in ever since he was dropped ungraciously into Gotham.

The butter knife? Damian. Precocious, stabby Damian who he had startled into the stab instinct. A point of pride, really. Danny knew Damian was good at fighting! It was practically, in ghost terms, a super enthusiastic hello! Yes, the butter knife would be kept in the well lit part of the wall. Alfred had told him to stay home today to recuperate. He didn't need it, since the wound would heal in an hour or two, but he'd take staying at home any day.

A couple of hours later, well into the afternoon and right before what Danny knew to be their patrol hours, Danny had a visitor.

"Danny."

"Oh, hey, Damian! What's up?" Danny turned around to see Damian hovering awkwardly near the door.

"I am here to... check upon your wound. It is imperative that it gets proper treatment."

Ancients, Damian was exactly like those alley kids. He just ate a thesaurus instead of the drawling accent the alley kids picked up. Which meant Damian endeared himself to Danny pretty quickly. Like a little ghostling.

"Oh, I'm good. See? No blood is leaking out of the wound." Danny held up spotless bandages.

Danny watched Damian step into his haunt- his room- with a pleased hum. Damian inspected the bandages and stepped back with a sharp nod of approval. His eyes flicked to the wall that Danny was rearranging (again) and did a double take at the butter knife in the middle.

"Is that the butter knife I stabbed you with?"

"Why, yes, it is!" Danny beamed.

"Why on earth would you display that?"

"Because you stabbed me with it?"

"That makes absolutely no sense, you simpleton! When someone stabs you, stab them back!"

"That would be mean!"

Damian spluttered. Danny tugged the kid closer to the wall, cheering inwardly as Damian didn't shove him away. It might be because he was exaggeratedly wincing as he moved his "injured arm" but Danny has learned to take a win where he could find them, especially with ghosts. Not that Damian was a ghost, but he sure acted like one.

"Do you want to see my collection?"

"Your collection?"

"Yeah!" Without giving him time to answer, Danny barreled ahead. "So this is the knife you stabbed me with. Which, by the way, was an awesome show of strength and accuracy."

Damian grimaced. Danny continued blithely, secretly memorizing Damian's reactions to laugh at later.

"And this is the knife those guys stabbed me with that one time Cass found me. And this one is a bullet someone shot at me down by the docks. I think I interrupted some kind of meeting?"

Damian's jaw had a slight tick to it that would have been a baffled frown on anyone else.

"And when was this?"

"Oh, like a week ago."

"What? When did you go to the docks?!"

"At night. I couldn't sleep."

"And you went to the docks?! How did you even get there?!"

"Walked," Danny lied, like a lying liar. He floated, obviously, but none of them knew that. "Anyways, this is a law book! Someone threw it at my head!"

"Hey, guys! What're you doing?"

Danny and Damian turned around.

"Richard? Brown? What are you doing here?"

"Oh, Bruce wanted me to come back for the weekend," Dick said. Danny knew it was code for "something's going down and we need back up." Man, he still couldn't believe they didn't know he knew they were crime fighting vigilantes.

"Same!" Stephanie said. Danny was glad to see that her wounds from "cartwheeling in the manor" were healed.

"I see. Danny was showing me his collection of... objects people have used as weapons against him."

"What?!"

"Yeah!" Danny beamed, completely innocent. "Come on! I'll show you!"

With that, Danny continued to ramble. He just knew that the way Dick's and Stephanie's smiles strained would give him a good laugh for weeks to come. "And this is the glass bottle a drunk tried to shank me with in Crime Alley, and this is a knife the Red Hood himself threw at me."

Dick interrupted, face stiff. "Hood threw a knife at you?!"

"Yeah, but that was because my kids broke into his safe house and I was trying to get them to stop looting the place. And he didn't know I was a kid too, so he aimed a gun at my head. He shot at me too, but I couldn't go back to get the bullet, or else it would have joined my collection." Danny grabbed a box and shook it, metal rattling inside.

Dick smiled sweetly, Stephanie and Damian inching away from it.

"Oh, wow, I see!"

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In his apartment, Jason shuddered. He grabbed his guns.

"Something's wrong. I just know it," he muttered to himself.

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Danny smiled innocently as he described the horrific, near death events he got his souvenirs from.

"This is my bullet box! Man, Gotham has a lot of gun fights. I got shot so many times!" Danny complained, shaking the box like a rattling toy.

"Did you know Danny snuck out to go to the bay?" Damian snitched immediately, like a snitch.

"The Bay?! Danny! You know that's where people dump bodies, right?!" Stephanie poked him in the arm.

"Yeah, but like... I wouldn't die. And besides! I missed my friends!"

"You mean the minions you made in Crime Alley?" Steph asked. Danny pouted, eyeing the way Dick's gaze roved over his souvenirs and paling the more he realized how often Danny "got hurt."

Damian bumped a shoulder against Dick's arm. Danny returned to the conversation.

"If anything, I'm their minion." He said, remembering the times the Alley kids sent him on food runs.

"Fear Danny, the overlord of street rats."

Danny snorted. And- "Oh! Yeah, there was like a weird owl looking guy? And then they stabbed me with a finger and I kept it because woah, cool talon looking thing, right? And then they threw a bunch of those tiny knives at me? And then they just kind of vanished? Gotham is so weird."

And now, with all of them pale and stressed out of their minds, Danny swung a devastating blow called guilt trip.

"And that's the batarangs!" Three heads swung over to the line of batarangs. "Those vigilantes kept throwing them at me! One of them even hit me in the arm. Those things are sharp, man."

"Uh. Which ones?" Stephanie asked.

"Hm?" Danny hummed obliviously.

"Do you know which vigilantes?"

"Oh, it was like... the purple one. And the sword one? And like the one with the yellow insignia in the middle. And... all of them, I think? Except for signal. That guy's cool."

Stephanie and Damian had matching veiled looks of guilt. Dick shot them a sharp look. Danny decided to deal the last bit of damage to Dick.

"I'm glad you guys are way less stabby than the general Gotham public though, butter knife incident aside. At least I don't have to worry about you guys getting into danger, right? If you guys got hurt like my family did... I don't know..."

Danny smiled-squinted at them, channeling Cujo at his cutest and saddest: when he doesn't get to eat off of Danny's plate. So, pretty sad and pathetic.

"Uh, yeah." Dick said, guilt splayed all over his face. "Alfred said dinner was almost ready."

"Yes," Damian cleared his throat, looking away. "We shall partake in Pennyworth's hard work."

"Ahaha!" Stephanie laughed, nervously. "Welp, let's go bother Tim!"

Falling into step behind them, Danny grinned.

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kirbyfigure · 11 months

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causeimanartist · 8 months

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Post League meeting thoughts

#batman #bruce wayne #dc #my art #causeimanartist #ron swanson #parks and rec #(because that's where the quote is from lol)#and featuring one of my mugs!#is that a thing I've mentioned? that I collect mugs?#I use one for hot chocolate and the rest for trinkets on my dresser/bookshelf/everywhere #a to z #a to z character challenge #a to z challenge

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goobersplat · 1 year

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Some photography I made with my own beloved trinkets, some of these I’ve carried with me for decades. I’m a huge I-Spy fan and these reminded me of that, it made me happy to make, and I hope you like it too!

#png #transparent #kidcore #nostalgiacore #nostalgia #toycore #toywave #toys #trinkets #collection #rainbow #aesthetic #satisfying #photography #knolling #y2k #2000s

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junipers-insects · 1 month

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Sea glass

Didn't turn out quite how I wanted it to be, but eh. Whatever ... I can't do backgrounds

Grrrr click for better quality please

Alt version + without borders ↓

#collecting trinkets with mama :]#utmv #undertale #sans #undertale au #sans au #dream!sans #dream sans #dreamtale #dream!tale #palette sans #palette!sans #ship kids #my art #art

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lvemenow · 10 days

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babiesweat · 1 month

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#op #mine #collection #collectibles #gacha gacha #gachapon #gashapon #heisei retro #kidcore #otakucore #toycore #gyaru #neetcore #happycore #trinkets #jello #ramune #cream soda

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bamsara · 1 year

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being an adult means we can buy or make as much self-indulgent shit (as we can afford) and unironically have trinkets of our fave things cause our teen years was bullied for liking things and hiding/denying we were ever neurodivergent to the point of suicide. sucks for anyone that thinks its weird cringe but I'm going to try and allow myself to love myself in little ways now

#wish i could tell younger me that i wasnt fucked up i was just autistic #even if youre not nd i still think having things you enjoy around you is important especially for your space #so i make a notable effort to get fandom stuff for my younger siblings now #like my lil sister thinks getting demon slayer stuff is cringe cause anime and what not (havent read it sorry)#but her face still lights up when i get her a pin for her #or a blind bag with a character keychain #and very slowly the self hatred and whatever it feels like that youre not allowed to like anything and that anything you like is bad #starts to diminish #my qpp is obsessed with birds and chickens and has so many trinkets around the house for it #or my friend who loves how pretty stained glass looks that his walls are covered in thrifted stain glass pieces #i know an elderly couple who are obsessed with star trek and they have a room in the house purely for shelves stacked with collectables #my friend's dad is so obsessed with spiderman that he has 3 walls full of figurines and posters and collectables that prob amoutn to tons #like i dont get it but i get it #maybe its because im sick rn but im in my head tonight about human loving things and stories and cocepts to the point of comfort #sara shush #ramble

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collection-bundle · 6 months

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Silver-ish collection of things I’ve found that people have left behind (silver collection photos 2/3)

#bagels posts #collection #crowcore #gremlincore #lost & found #oddities #crow core #curio #trinkets #silver

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shiny-eyed-corvid · 2 months

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things found on the ground during my California road trip

favorite finds: a stone dolphin pendant found at the San Diego Zoo and a mysterious charm reading “Three Potato Four” from the streets of San Francisco

#mine #crowcore #found objects #shinies #trinkets #gremlincore #collection #california #i want to know the story behind three potato four!!!#like is it a cat collar tag for a cat named three potato four…. iconic

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clover-mouse · 1 year

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been having fun just putting together lil character designs. shark girl time. i think she likes to eat crabs like hamburgers (shell and all)

#art #id in alt text #fantasy #mermaid #mermaid art #she deserves to be wearing more trinkets. but um i got lazy <3 #in my brain she collects bits and bobs from fishermen #like those fun sparkly or colorful lures

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thefiresofpompeii · 2 months

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a pro tip for winning social interactions (which is a normal and achievable goal of course) if you are not yet adept in the ways of neurotypical verbal communication is to fill your spacious and ample coat pockets with Trinkets, Objects and Items of various kinds. they will act as magical charms to fill any awkward silences or uncomfortable pauses in conversation. in my case, these include but are not limited to: a jaw harp (to play only in noisy areas), one iridescent marble, a small packet of shareable sweets of any kind, a tiny wooden box that opens to show a tiny wooden ladybird inside (it jiggles its legs if you shake it), a miniature russian nesting doll, half a sheet of animal stickers, a sharpie, one mini-tin of holographic colour-changing crazy aaron’s thinking putty, hair clips, a tangle, a fluorite crystal chip that has been said to improve concentration, a blue lace ribbon, a tortoiseshell guitar pick, a badge that says ‘don’t die wondering’ (to be interchanged with the distillers one actually pinned to my bag), foreign currency (one euro and a lucky cent), and three keys on a ring i found hanging from a random tree one afternoon. if none of the above produces the sought-after results, write the person you were trying to impress off as a hopeless case and leave the immediate vicinity

#jamie.txt #crowcore #trinkets #gremlincore #feralpunk #found objects #oddities #collection #autism

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