Starting Off 2024 Strong With A Barto Doodle Page Letsgooo

Don't forget to give your insecure clown his daily smooches.

Smol Elliott for goodluck and motivation. There is no Elliott hurt.

i forgot i had a tumblr 🙌 here’s a silly guy i did for a commission !!

Q: Tell us how you dealt with loneliness after moving to a fairly secluded place on a beach of Pelican town?

I- I just read a one shot where the reader put brahms on timeout and I CAN'T FUCKING BREATH

AND HE ACTUALLY STAYS IN TIMEOUT

WHY ARE PEOPLE LIKE THIS, WHY DO I FIND THIS SO FUNNY

THIS FUCKING BITCH ALLOWS YOU TO PUT HIM IN TIMEOUT AND HE DOES THAT LEASH KID DEATH STARE UNTIL HE GETS TO TALK AND GET NEAR TO YOU AGAIN

He's like

I- AHHDKSJSGSVWGWGQ I JUST CAN'T OMFG. SOMEONE PLEASE TAKE MY PHONE AWAY

Bro- WE’RE SO BACK I say to my wall with the knowledge I ain’t gonna post for months LMAO Drew Katakuri and drew myself in different anime styles- Hope y’all enjoy ☝️🙂‍↕️

ALSO!!! Commissions are open if y’all are interested- Pricing is pinned on my blog ☝️🙂‍↕️

I saw this gifset on my dash and I just

yes.

If you wear sunglasses no one can see what you are looking at.

TW: ⚠️katakuri flat ass⚠️

I'm a bit delulu with my man because this is the canon

One piece doodles

eddie would say "this guy's bothering you babe?" every time you accidentally bump into something.

you're just walking around the trailer, taking back your plate to the kitchen when you hit your leg against the table, "ow you son of a bitch!" you'd yell out and eddie comes running from his room. his guitar tossed on the bed and music sheet has flown off his lap and got scattered all across the floor.

"what happened? you okay?" he'd ask then he'd see that the table has moved a bit since he last saw it about thirty minutes ago. "this guy's bothering you, sweetheart?" he'd walk towards the table and stare it down, "do i need to teach you a lesson here? hm? teach you not to hit on girls? and my girl nonetheless." his hands in fists, he'd buff out his chest, acting all tough and scary but it only makes him look adorable like a mad puppy.

"actually eds, technically i hit it." you'd tell him and he'd turn to you.

"babe you don't have to do this. don't defend this asshole just so i wouldn't hurt him." glaring at the table again, "come on bitch! not so brave now huh?"

then he'd act as if he's throwing hands with the table only for him to hit his foot against its leg, hard, and end up on the floor in the fatal position holding his foot in both hands and go "the soldier has fallen. i've been defeated by the evil forces of wooden home furniture. pass my kind regards and sorrow to the queen. long live rock and roll." then in true eddie fashion, he'd pretend to be dead with his tongue out and his middle finger pointed to his new immortal enemy, the table.