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Tell me you never go outside without telling me you never go outside.Today's offering is not sjw art but some bs I found in a cookie run discord server
Who's gonna tell them that the world doesn't revolves around them
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do itIf you guys think SJW art of fictional characters is bad then I should show you SJW art of real people.
Corpse Party? Really? How would anyone with so many issues, DNIs and other problematic things even be interested in something like that? Especially when you can't even type out the name yourself without censoring 'corpse' and 'gore'.some stuff from ig
The artstyle Reminds me of This artist. Both of have weird, heavy stylized faces (thier art can be decent) We are Talking about artstyle, but I think that descriptions are way more cringy.After seeing bobonic_shitwater_ 's cameo in the bio of uranotozm, I decided to check her page again.
and lo & behold, a compilation of nightmare fuel for any Demon Slayer or Kyojuro Rengoku enjoyer.
bobonic_shitwater_ on Instagram.
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Keep in mind Rengoku looks like this. And I'm not a Demon Slayer fag in the least but I guarantee you anything she draws is likely to be way off the mark.
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I think the name censoring was because of IG algorithm, but stil that's weirdCorpse Party? Really? How would anyone with so many issues, DNIs and other problematic things even be interested in something like that? Especially when you can't even type out the name yourself without censoring 'corpse' and 'gore'.
I’ve seen this kind of layout in another server I’m in and I get it no one wants to trigger/make someone upset out of nowhere but this is just way TOO detailed… and requires a lot of tolerance for multiple people at the same timeToday's offering is not sjw art but some bs I found in a cookie run discord server
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So lad, ye wanna hear a story? Well, I'll tell you a story
You can't just post things like this and not follow up with moreIf you guys think SJW art of fictional characters is bad then I should show you SJW art of real people.
I did but I didn’t find the best examples. Just search fanart of bands on Instagram you will find cringe immediately. I should know I used to make this kind of fanart and then deleted it when I realized I was being retarded.You can't just post things like this and not follow up with more
I used to draw some of the same cringy things, thankfully unlike these numb skull's, I grew out of it. Something they don't know... growing upI did but I didn’t find the best examples. Just search fanart of bands on Instagram you will find cringe immediately. I should know I used to make this kind of fanart and then deleted it when I realized I was being retarded.
Honestly it’s really easy to get attached to celebrities due to a paradoxical relationship so I empathize that teenagers are obsessed with dream or whatever. It’s not growing out of it that deserves mockery.I used to draw some of the same cringy things, thankfully unlike these numb skull's, I grew out of it. Something they don't know... growing up
This is some good shit, where can I read more?So lad, ye wanna hear a story? Well, I'll tell you a story
It started some time ago, not too ancient, not too recent. There was this guy David. You know David, he was a friend of that freak Willow, who called himself "Illusion", what a fucking muppet. But our story isn't about him, it's about David. So, one sunny day David tried MDMA, and then he found out, that eternity smells like mold. So he put this finding into his cargo pocket and went to a cheese derby, but ended up at a distant Armenian highland. "Ahhh, it hurts so good" said numerous stars with mouths full of shark teeth, "and you will hurt too, unless it's time for a watermelon-colored reckoning". David conceptualised cheese in his mind, while sliding through the vent. Upon exiting the ventilation shaft, idea ripened in his mind, and he let it mainfest through words: "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK EVERYTHING! I HATE THIS FUCKING WORLD! IT SUCKS AS MUCH AS EVERYONE IN IT! AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRHHHHHH!!!" said the idea, and evermoving seconds slowed down to look at it in all it's glory, because pure idea lives just a mere moment. "World don't suck" calmly responded the Bus Driver, "It's just that you're a schizo, David". "Who's scitzo?! You're scitzo! And you're with CIA! But you won't get me! Life has many doors, fed-boy!" said David and jumped out of a bus window in a post-modernist attempt of shakind feds from his trail. "What a goddamn paranoic" thought the Bus Driver while putting in a code, that was supposed to cancel the operation. Target escaped, after all. A flower of love, that is rose. A bush of roses is a bush full of love. The most valuable lesson David learned that day is that love hurts, landing right inside one of such bushes. "Take that! Taste the pain!" said roses, while beating David with lead pipes. In attempt to regain some damaged bodily structure, David reached in his pocket, grabbed and ate Salmon Cookie. Or was it Mint Crucian Cookie?Ah, it's not the matter anyway. Realising that he just ended a living beings existance, David started to vomit with a jet velocity. He vomited, and vomited, and vomited. He also vomited. And when he stopped, no rose was left standing. But that happened after he stopped vomiting, which he did not at the moment. "Well, there's that" thought David, after everything was over. But grim near future awaited him. "Wow\( ̄▽ ̄)/" thought David, "eureka\(^▽^)/ even! How did I notw(°o°)w realised it beforeσ( ̄、 ̄〃)? These horisontal smiles are wild(・`ω´・) cringe!" It was truly a dark time, a time of reality check, a time of back-to-job. "Dors are closing" announced David, "next stop is St. Septivar Square". But was David the Bus Driver all along?!!!!!!!!!!1. Yes, I am ok
2. No, I am not going to install tic-toc to find out who's this under_the_bed guy and elaborate him into my shitpost. I have SOME standarts, after all
These kids literally think the world revolves around them. No doubt in my mind this is a result of shitty parenting.Today's offering is not sjw art but some bs I found in a cookie run discord server
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I was partially inspired by Xavier. Like this: https://youtu.be/UU4_P0ftCVEThis is some good shit, where can I read more?
It reminds me of Discord times, when we used to made stories like that (by using people public triggers)So lad, ye wanna hear a story? Well, I'll tell you a story
It started some time ago, not too ancient, not too recent. There was this guy David. You know David, he was a friend of that freak Willow, who called himself "Illusion", what a fucking muppet. But our story isn't about him, it's about David. So, one sunny day David tried MDMA, and then he found out, that eternity smells like mold. So he put this finding into his cargo pocket and went to a cheese derby, but ended up at a distant Armenian highland. "Ahhh, it hurts so good" said numerous stars with mouths full of shark teeth, "and you will hurt too, unless it's time for a watermelon-colored reckoning". David conceptualised cheese in his mind, while sliding through the vent. Upon exiting the ventilation shaft, idea ripened in his mind, and he let it mainfest through words: "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK EVERYTHING! I HATE THIS FUCKING WORLD! IT SUCKS AS MUCH AS EVERYONE IN IT! AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRHHHHHH!!!" said the idea, and evermoving seconds slowed down to look at it in all it's glory, because pure idea lives just a mere moment. "World don't suck" calmly responded the Bus Driver, "It's just that you're a schizo, David". "Who's scitzo?! You're scitzo! And you're with CIA! But you won't get me! Life has many doors, fed-boy!" said David and jumped out of a bus window in a post-modernist attempt of shakind feds from his trail. "What a goddamn paranoic" thought the Bus Driver while putting in a code, that was supposed to cancel the operation. Target escaped, after all. A flower of love, that is rose. A bush of roses is a bush full of love. The most valuable lesson David learned that day is that love hurts, landing right inside one of such bushes. "Take that! Taste the pain!" said roses, while beating David with lead pipes. In attempt to regain some damaged bodily structure, David reached in his pocket, grabbed and ate Salmon Cookie. Or was it Mint Crucian Cookie?Ah, it's not the matter anyway. Realising that he just ended a living beings existance, David started to vomit with a jet velocity. He vomited, and vomited, and vomited. He also vomited. And when he stopped, no rose was left standing. But that happened after he stopped vomiting, which he did not at the moment. "Well, there's that" thought David, after everything was over. But grim near future awaited him. "Wow\( ̄▽ ̄)/" thought David, "eureka\(^▽^)/ even! How did I notw(°o°)w realised it beforeσ( ̄、 ̄〃)? These horisontal smiles are wild(・`ω´・) cringe!" It was truly a dark time, a time of reality check, a time of back-to-job. "Dors are closing" announced David, "next stop is St. Septivar Square". But was David the Bus Driver all along?!!!!!!!!!!1. Yes, I am ok
2. No, I am not going to install tic-toc to find out who's this under_the_bed guy and elaborate him into my shitpost. I have SOME standarts, after all
i never understand the idea of "shipping" or woobifying real people- that's entirely horrifying?? imagine coming across a picture someone did of your dad with huge fucking top scars and everythingThis is just the tip of the iceberg but look up fanart for the Beatles or Led Zeppelin and you will find horrors beyond comprehension.
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Today's offering is not sjw art but some bs I found in a cookie run discord server
Who's gonna tell them that the world doesn't revolves around them
View attachment 2744404View attachment 2744405View attachment 2744407
So lad, ye wanna hear a story? Well, I'll tell you a story
It started some time ago, not too ancient, not too recent. There was this guy David. You know David, he was a friend of that freak Willow, who called himself "Illusion", what a fucking muppet. But our story isn't about him, it's about David. So, one sunny day David tried MDMA, and then he found out, that eternity smells like mold. So he put this finding into his cargo pocket and went to a cheese derby, but ended up at a distant Armenian highland. "Ahhh, it hurts so good" said numerous stars with mouths full of shark teeth, "and you will hurt too, unless it's time for a watermelon-colored reckoning". David conceptualised cheese in his mind, while sliding through the vent. Upon exiting the ventilation shaft, idea ripened in his mind, and he let it mainfest through words: "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK EVERYTHING! I HATE THIS FUCKING WORLD! IT SUCKS AS MUCH AS EVERYONE IN IT! AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRHHHHHH!!!" said the idea, and evermoving seconds slowed down to look at it in all it's glory, because pure idea lives just a mere moment. "World don't suck" calmly responded the Bus Driver, "It's just that you're a schizo, David". "Who's scitzo?! You're scitzo! And you're with CIA! But you won't get me! Life has many doors, fed-boy!" said David and jumped out of a bus window in a post-modernist attempt of shakind feds from his trail. "What a goddamn paranoic" thought the Bus Driver while putting in a code, that was supposed to cancel the operation. Target escaped, after all. A flower of love, that is rose. A bush of roses is a bush full of love. The most valuable lesson David learned that day is that love hurts, landing right inside one of such bushes. "Take that! Taste the pain!" said roses, while beating David with lead pipes. In attempt to regain some damaged bodily structure, David reached in his pocket, grabbed and ate Salmon Cookie. Or was it Mint Crucian Cookie?Ah, it's not the matter anyway. Realising that he just ended a living beings existance, David started to vomit with a jet velocity. He vomited, and vomited, and vomited. He also vomited. And when he stopped, no rose was left standing. But that happened after he stopped vomiting, which he did not at the moment. "Well, there's that" thought David, after everything was over. But grim near future awaited him. "Wow\( ̄▽ ̄)/" thought David, "eureka\(^▽^)/ even! How did I notw(°o°)w realised it beforeσ( ̄、 ̄〃)? These horisontal smiles are wild(・`ω´・) cringe!" It was truly a dark time, a time of reality check, a time of back-to-job. "Dors are closing" announced David, "next stop is St. Septivar Square". But was David the Bus Driver all along?!!!!!!!!!!1. Yes, I am ok
2. No, I am not going to install tic-toc to find out who's this under_the_bed guy and elaborate him into my shitpost. I have SOME standarts, after all