#keep sending asks!

[clawsia-the-clown]

“Yawn…”

”the clown is tired..and I have one final request, and that is to send as many asks as you guys can possibly can! It can be about anything.. yawn…”

*Clawsia yawned and went over to the cat lady’s house on the hill. She hid under her home and just went to sleep on a cat bed with a Magnus plushie in her arms…*

[ali-croft7]

I have a question about your OC, Joan. Judging by how Ratau and Ratoo were part of her cult I assume she was the previous bearer of the Red Crown, with Ratau being the next vessel after her. So how did Joan’s reign end? What was her downfall seeing that she’s more of a villain?

There are two reasons.

One was her own ambition. Joan's goal was to eradicate the Old Faith's devotion from the lands, making the bishops vulnerable and easy to kill. In other words, a big crusade.

She created an army of crusaders to take over the Old Faith's temples. She did it with Leshy's, but she couldn't finish her quest. Shamura frustated all her plans by turning more than the half of her army against her... and killed in the process.

Although Joan came back to life and TOWW had commanded her to retire and protect his temple, she finally refused and pulled the Red Crown out of her head.

At that moment she realized why she wouldn't taste victory anyways, the second reason of her downfall: the prophecy. She always thought of it as a false hope, a tool from the bishops even. The only "truth" she believed was that she was chosen by a god and nothing could stop her.

She went alone to fight Shamura for revenge. She knew she wouldn't make it, but she would die the way she wanted to.

[gurglebellylove]

hi everyone:) just wanted to let you all know that i updated my pinned post but if you haven’t seen it, im not accepting DMs at the moment. it used to be fun but it hasn’t been for me lately and it’s better for me to just reply to asks and comments on my posts.

i may change my mind in the future, but this is how it is for now ❤️

[shiranui7]

Scarecrow headcanons plz

A) realistic: Jonathan, after his AK accident, can predict bad weather with absolute certainty because it causes a stab-like pain in his injured knee. Edward can't still figure it out and Jonathan is amused and tries to confuse him even more.

B)hilarious: Jonathan abandoned his Arkham Asylum glove because he once absentmindedly scratched his groin while working and ended up having a claw like scar on his genitals and a fear toxin trip.

C)heart-crushing: Great Granny Keeny used to starve Jonathan as a punishment so he only ate half of his food and hid the rest in the case that she forced him to skip the next meals. As an adult, he still does it when he's at Arkham and the staff is confused.

D)unrealistic: due to the scarebeast mutation, Jonathan has really strong claw like nails that he uses to attack people, so the staff must trim them every day (poor nurses). He also has slightly longer canine teeth, the possibility to grow teeth back and more resistance to injuries and sickness (he still gets ill but he usually overcomes it with non lasting problems).

[2ndwind]

1D for the expression meme = Tfw you’re making sure a red blood cell is doing ok and you forget to patrol the rest of the body which might be in imminent danger

[tchaikovsky-at-midnight]

Only Height is Measurable

(about Charles Stratton aka Tom Thumb)

Though I might be short

Ambition lets me tower

And protect my loves

or phrased a little differently:

For I am so smol

I kick you in the shin twice

Your fall is my win!

[jadipose]

A cake! An entire, very rich chocolate cake.

...an entire cake, still in its grocery store package. She tears the plastic lid off, digging her fat fingers into the top of it and shoveling a fist-sized chunk into her open mouth. Chocolate icing smears across her lips as she barely chews and swallowsthickly, desperate to fill her achingly-empty stomach with something of substance. The deep breaths she takes as she impatiently crams more fistfuls of cake into her mouth set the seams on her shirt snapping with each lungful of air she gulps down. Before she can even register the tightness in her stomach, her chocolate-caked fingers are scraping the bottom of the plate, and she doesn’t dare waste a single taste, jamming them into her mouth and suckling needily. Her free hand tugs at the hem of her shirt as it rides up over her rounder stomach - even a big girl can fill up on a whole cake, but she’s not satisfied. She lurches forward, letting out an involuntary moan as her clothes squeeze ever-tighter, and rummages for the next food item...

[imilenium]

@bryanthehedgehog