Three Goblin Art

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Not today Justin
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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occasionally subtle
Cosmic Funnies
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@calliopesboxers-archive
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little baby angel
palette uvu
@thegreatpaps
“I’ve been seduced with shimmering, sparkling, stones, squired by rulers’ sizable chateaus.”
“And I’m the one she chose!”
ah yes i love the razia’s shadow characters pallis, anhura, and *looks at smudged writing on hand* adidas
der Nebel by Elena Wymann
my favorite headcanon is that Pallis always carries a whip with him
lookit that sexy beast
Why thank you. I do, in fact. I use her to whip peasants into shape. Her name is Anabiel.
basically the end narration of doctor doctor
because john promises that he can get her away safely anytime, calliope decides to go see her brother at least once. she gets nervous and anxious as soon as she sees him though and they leave almost instantly. later, when she has calmed down a bit, she’ll be able to laugh with roxy about his shocked face :u
man i drew this in a crappy art program ages ago but i still like it so here
Dashing Lady Calliope for all your green skinned lady needs~
alright!! so this is gonna be a blog only for my art uvu
lets see for how long i can keep this up
E1 gamzee makara please
He is here
we will be releasing a behind the scenes video for ‘tick where it hurts’ soon.
The 56 Year Old Boy: By Bertie Gilbert