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guhroovi · 2 months

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To this day, I'm still salty abt the cliff hanger with this series

#my childhood...#idk ive been binging mnie and i had to #i also have a version with no sticky note #but i prefer this overall tbh #my name is earl #earl hickey #guhroovy | guhroovi #my fanart #my art #my friends are wondering why im making fanart of mnie in the year 2024 #my answer?#my brain worms #also i love earl sm #may add more to this #but as per usual #ik this is gna sit in my folders

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nicadilly · 4 months

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I still can't get over your beautiful xenomorph piece. <3 <3

AAAA omg thank u sm! thats ONE OLD GUY but im glad its still getting unearthed once in a while lol

#im assuming its the SPICY ONE #i should draw them more tbh #my childhood...#@ aki do u want some more xeno art lmao???#WHO KNOWS WHAT WILL HAPPEN ONCE IM DONE WITH UNI #BACK TO MY XENOMORPH ROOTS??? SOON???#one can only hope #I have sm monster fuckery arts but i literally cant force myself to polish it enough to post rn :c uni takes my whole brain power unforch #anyway thank u sm YIPPEEE #ask

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satsuki-yumizuka · 9 months

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[arrives to asks one hour late because I had to take my cat to the vet]

Favorite animal?

Favorite Kirby game? If you haven't played any I shoot you explosions 1000 times.

i hope ur cat is doin well !!

favorite animal probably gonna be cats... boring answer but i never got into animals too much so its hard to think of any that arent immediately in front of me...

kirby is the best ... i think the best is robobot but probably my favorite is super star ultra. these are both my favorites and which i like more changes day by day

#it is 1am though for me #so rn i am getting hit with the Beast Emotions and those cause me to like super star ultra more #my childhood...

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specks-of-time · 15 days

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#oh..okay #this just explained like 80% of my childhood trauma #neurodivergent #autism #actually autistic #autistic #sensory issues

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cyborgrhodey · 10 months

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THE BANANAS ARE GAY

THESE BANANAS

THE BANANAS IN PAJAMAS ARE GAY

BELATED HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYONE

#somebody shut me up #this news is 4 years old but forgive me i only learned of it now #THE BANANAS IN PAJAMAS ARE GAY YALL thats my childhood

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artkaninchenbau · 3 months

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Crocodile finds a strange stray cat an 11-year old Nico Robin (AU where they met 13 years earlier. Robin's been on the run from the World Government for 3 years. Crocodile's 27 and has not set up base in Alabasta yet)

It seems like I have become possessed. By some sort of demon.

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#My art #One Piece #Nico Robin #Sir Crocodile #Y'all the OP brainrot is BAD #According to an SBS Crocodile would absolutely spoil his child rotten if he had one. *We all know how Robin's childhood went*#Scary mofo who does not know how to parent a child but boy does he have the spirit + Child who has never had proper parent in her life #They'd make. An absolute disaster of a duo. This AU concept is so fucking funny to me okay #But also sad because I would fucking die for baby Robin she deserves the fucking world #This poor girl has never been spoiled in her entire life AND NOW PAPADILE IS HERE TO SPOIL HER #You know it's funny. I know 11 yo Robin should LOOK older than 8 year old Robin. But Crocodile is a fucking giant so she's still baby sized #Also I just had too much fun drawing Robin looking as pathetic as humanly possible lmao #She's a like a wet kitten in the rain 😭

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inkskinned · 9 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?