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luvghostie · 1 year
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Heyyy ! I hope you're okay and I was wondering if you could write about Art the clown with a female or gender neutral reader who is also an immortal killer in need of blood to drink ( they also fight with a chainsaw ) thank you again so much for lighting up our days with your amazing writing! You're the best !!
ᴀᴡᴡ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ!! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ<𝟹
╰┈➤𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐌
𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃
ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ᴛᴡ: ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, sᴇᴍɪ ɴsғᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ
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Humankind, something the killer clown hated. Everyone was the same in his eyes. Complaining, depressed, those which were utmost useless to him. However, that didn't mean they weren't good targets. Art quite enjoyed the way people screamed. Hearing his victims beg for their life right before he caved their skulls. Ah, it always filled him with tremendous satisfaction.
Speaking honestly, things weren't always happy-go-lucky. Just like everyone else and anything else... Art got lonesome. He wanted to love and be affectionate like others. Deep down, Art was very human. Yes, He couldn't die but, something in him needed to be cared for. When he first laid eyes on you he knew you were the one. The way the blood dripped from your lips. The beautiful twinkle in your gleaming eyes. Not to mention, the badass chainsaw you carried on your person. At that moment, everything changed for him.
Art has so many questions to ask you. For instance, what's the best way to kill with a chainsaw? Would his blood taste good? And, how did you become immortal? You can ask him questions as well. In fact, he loves Trivia!! Whenever you asked how he became immortal it was very surprising.
“I shot myself in the back of the head. Next thing I knew I woke up in a body bag and met a little me:D”
Throughout the day's Art will supply you with much blood. If you have a preferred blood type you might wanna tell him- A, B, O+? He'll try his hardest to find it. Before you mentioned the variety he had no idea. His eyes shifted left to right while his face was more stunned. What was he supposed to do with the leftover bodies? Oh, free dinner!!
Art plays with your chainsaw when you're gone. He doesn't understand how one works, thus, now's the time to learn! He probably hurt himself a bunch from just trying to turn it on. He's great at killing but how the hell did you carry this? Did your back not ache? If it did he'll offer massages to ease your pain. (he likes hearing you moan/groan from relief. Little horny mime.)
Little off-topic, but you're so cool and sexy that Art gets hard easily. If you don't like him he won't ever force you to do anything you don't want to. Over time, he’ll get over his feelings and take being your partner in crime. On the other hand, if you like him as well then just tell him, love. He'll no doubt be extremely happy that you feel the same. Also, he finally gets to touch your body. Sexual or nonsexual he loves physical touch. Having sex in his eyes is just a plus!!
Whenever you get done drinking blood or eating he'll attempt to flirt. He's one of those people that will say, “you have an eyelash on your face.” so they can touch you. Previously spoke of, he loves attention and affection. If you know you don't have anything on your face, let him go for it. It makes his day caressing your skin.
“Y/n, you have a little blood on your face. Let me get it silly!!”
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jayjartt · 2 years
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Megumi x Aki
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sadistiva · 1 year
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Aki + Angel devil
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I'm crying 🥲
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darliingx · 1 year
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adore them.
⛓️ power & denji ⛓️
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majomaart · 1 year
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🐺🍦
I really love to do these kinds of illustrations!🍃💚🧡✨
Aki and angel enjoying an afternoon together is all I need to be happy(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)🌼✨🌿
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jujumzzart · 1 year
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🍓🍑chainsaw man inventory - fanart🍑🍓
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Absolutely love these parallels ✨
Chainsawman is a work of art 🤌🏻💥
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stankycowboy · 7 months
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“I couldn’t help but notice that you seemed a little… sad sack-y today.”
Severen bends the playing card between his fingers and flicks his wrist. It is an expert throw, forty one cards now lying in the ice bucket at the far corner of the room. He lets out a long sigh. There is definitely a difference to the usually jubilant attitude he affronts her with. None of the ebullient charm, or exhaustive energy. Not only is he distant, he is sullen, an odd turn for one so vivacious. For a long time he had not known what day the dawn sun had risen on, the one that burned away his clan. He now regretted the knowledge deeply. It was an unfortunate discovery, now even when he tried to forget the anniversary, it instead became a focal point in his mind. A blaring sign as bright as the neon outside. "S'nothin'" he deflects, a different sort of edge to his voice. It is not anger, it is not quite irritation, but it does bode ill for prying questions. There will be few answers given, and each will come at a price. Forty two cards now fill the plastic container, and the tension in his jaw is clear, even to mortal eyes. There is something building up inside him, it has been for some time, and now he can no longer contain it. "Can we do something?" He asks in a near shout, almost exploding to his feet. Continuing his outburst, he slings the slim remainder of the pack across the table, hands up in tightly clenched fists. His face contorts into a dangerous rage, crinkling the scarring around his eyes--a menacing visage. Stomping to the door, he leans against the frame, it creaks as he pushes into it. A soft splintering sound as the paint crackles around where his fingers curl. "I--" he hesitates from saying the same words he heard Homer say, ("I'm gonna take the air"). He goes quiet instead, completely silent as he opens the door, and steps out for a smoke.
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silntfangs · 7 months
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                  NORMALLY,   THE   BOYS   WOULD   STEP   IN   IF   PEOPLE   NEEDED   IT.   Most   of   the   time   it   was   to   gauge   if   food   was   possible.   However,   there   was   always   that   gnawing   need   to   protect   in   Dwayne.   It   wasn’t   as   strong   as   it   was   with   his   brothers,   but   those   who   appeared   like   they   needed   more   assistance   would   usually   get   the   aid   of   one   of   The   Lost   Boys.   However,   he   was   aware   looks   could   be   deceiving   when   the   blonde   knocked   over   one   of   the   surfers   that   plagued   the   area,   “   Nice   punch.   I   think   you   broke   his   nose.   ”   amusement   filled   his   words. @chainsawcutiie
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dreameasel · 7 months
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❝ 𝕾𝖔 𝕴 𝖘𝖆𝖜 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 while I was out and thought you'd like it. ❞
He pulls out of his bag a 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 in a leather sheath. The sheath is bubblegum pink as is the hilt. Both are covered in pink tinged swarovski crystals. The blade itself is also pink. It may or may not have something like "𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼" etched into it. Who could say.
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starter for @chainsawcutiie
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seeasunset · 8 months
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📸 !
Muse's Photos!
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monmuses · 10 months
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@chainsawcutiie continued from here
"Only an acceptable amount? I mean, that's fair," he smiled, taking the light nudge. "But only if it's measurable. Which... it is, probably."
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Hands rested in his jacket pockets, glancing over at her shuffling in place a little with her dufflebag strap in hand. Was she not used to such a comment? He could see it in her. That's how he saw things in some people. There was always some sort of positive he could spot if he just... observed them from a distance. Though, he offered her an assuring smile, patting her arm.
"They might not, but you got the natural skills of one," he said. "A real good leader, but just a little silly. Dare to say... crazy, even. But I promise I won't laugh! I'm not that mean."
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executionher · 9 months
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‘  juliet ,  you came  !  I saw this really cool painting class and I wanted us to do it !  of course , ours is going to be the prettiest of all  ,  but it’s gonna be fun seeing everyone else’s too !   ’   
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( pandora's box opened , it chose @chainsawcutiie ! )
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darliingx · 1 year
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𓊆Denji♡Power︎𓊇
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majomaart · 1 year
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It's already December and my Christmas mode🎄✨ is active(⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) ☃️🪄
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miercolaes · 7 months
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we should run.
❝ try again. ❞ she doesn't even take a glimpse at juliet, wednesday standing still only a few feet away from the other. hand slowly reaching behind, as a grin forms upon her countenence. of course juliet fell for it, wednesday knew how to psychologically torment her victims. it was probably the reason why the fog chose her when it threw her in this wicked game.
a sound reverberates from the back of her throat though her mouth sealed shut after her previous response. it's soothing knowing the fun will soon begin. with both feet steady on the ground, she sways left and round. the sight of her eerie to say the least, a certain madness emanating from her actions. then, in a heartbeat she intends on stealing for the fog, the humming and the moving in her place comes to a halt. her gaze upon juliet as she blinks once, though her chin still pointed downward.
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❝ this was fun while it lasted, but it grows impatient. i don't want it to grow impatient with me, no. no. no. no ❞ both hands move upward to the level of her head, as she lightly taps her temples. she finally reveals what was concealed behind her back. a bloodstained dagger.
❝ i think it's time you should run little rabbit. run, run, as fast as you can, ❞ mad eyed gaze focused on the dagger as she's wielding it in the thick air, creating whatever symbols she still remembers. as a child, her dear grandmama taught her the secrets that lie behind some of the ancient occult rituals out there. she still remembers some of the marks. perhaps, if she has time, before dragging juliet to the fog, she can play around with the strange symbols embedded on her retina.
❝ come on, i'm giving you a headstart. after all, you've been so kind to me trying to protect me from the other killers. you unfortunately failed to perceive me as one, but that's okay. that's what makes this fun. ❞ that's what gets her going, what fuels the darkness within. there's only so much entertainment in the world for someone like her. someone different.
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