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Andulka
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
pixel skylines
Stranger Things
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Cosimo Galluzzi
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
noise dept.
art blog(derogatory)
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Three Goblin Art
taylor price
Misplaced Lens Cap
Show & Tell
One Nice Bug Per Day
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blake kathryn
hello vonnie
Claire Keane
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@lordjazor
“CERBERUS NEEDS A BATH, I HAVE TO WASH THE SHEETS, I DON’T REMEMBER WHERE THE VACUUM IS. I’VE LEFT MY ROCK COLLECTION ALL OVER THE DINING ROOM TABLE. SHE’S GONNA HAVE MY GUTS FOR GARTERS”
That feeling when the wife comes home from her mother’s and you kept saying “Just one more episode of Breaking Bad and then I’ll clean”
Also featuring, Hades’s Reading Glasses
@lordjazor @tallestsilver
So, I've been on a year(?) long hiatus after a particularly drawn out depressive episode--feeling really shitty about my art and not wanting to make anything....it's been a little rough tbh. A lot of stuff has happened and work has really beaten my confidence to a pulp. But I'm getting back into it and trying really hard to improve and feel some semblance of confidence, so I am forcing myself to do and share art again. I recently got into World of Warcraft (20 years late, I know!) but I love it so much and--hot take i know--but I LOVED the Shadowlands expansion, it's what really got me obsessed with the game. And I am obsessed with Prince Vampire Daddy Renathal, so i really wanted to do art of him. I worked on this off and on for months not sure if I was even liking it or even going to finish it, but I've been nit picking it too long and just want to call it done now. I plan to do more wow art hopefully soon! I at the very least want to paint my hunter next.
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea (1954)
we slidin
At that point he’s a passenger too
Happy we slidin season to all who observe
if a crab was verified would it do it like this or like this
Death Taking Flowers, by ionomycin.
@lordjazor took this photo of me last night as Madame Leota at Oogie Boogie’s Bash. Happy haunts did materialize
dracula stained glass, part 5
Hi it's been a while since you posted, are you all right?
Quite all right, thank you! Just away mostly tending to other social medias and work and life and such. But…
Hmmmmmm…
I said a HEALTHY SNACK REBECCA. We miss Vine.
Also @tallestsilver is hilarious.
Why don’t vampires have reflections?
“…Alright, son.”
I feel like I’ve contributed now so I can rest easy.
if you’re having a bad day, here’s a cute little marching band
It just keeps going and getting better. *^^*
Me two minutes ago: “cry with joy? an animation of cats playing instruments made someone cry with joy?”
Me now: (sobs into a tissue) “OH MY GOD THAT ONE IS PLAYING TWO RECORDERS AT THE SAME TIME” (blows nose)
CAT PARADE IS BACK
@rikkisixx this is what i was talking about
@sharkboie
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it a thousand more times: No piece of dystopian fiction has ever been a prediction of the future. They are observations and criticisms of the present.
POTO 13 Nights of Halloween - October 31 - The Siren's Lullaby
Written and submitted by @tallestsilver
Anger pulsed through his body as he marched down the steps, leading to the underground cellars of the opera. “What a fool,” he muttered under his breath, trying to vent his frustrations, “he should know better than this.”
His determined steps echoed down, down, down the chambers. The lantern he held aloft to illuminate his path cast long shadows that halted to black. By the small light, the walls were getting dingier with neglect and decay. He could smell mold and thick wetness in the stale air.
His nostrils flared at this predicament. He should NOT have to be down here. He should NOT have to be doing this.
He would much rather be in the warm embrace of La Sorelli, her lithe legs wrapped around his-
Philippe mis-stepped on the stone stairs, taking the next three quite quickly. His stomach dropped as a surge of unexpected adrenaline flooded his body. He instantly felt ill, but swallowed the feeling with a deep gulping breath. Some rocks fell away and metal against stone shrieked behind him. He gasped, whipping around and shining the beam of light behind him. To his relief, or to his uneasy dismay, nothing was amiss. He continued down the path.
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