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Keni
JVL
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Three Goblin Art
Product Placement
art blog(derogatory)
noise dept.
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trying on a metaphor
@theartofmadeline
todays bird
tannertan36
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Cosmic Funnies
Kiana Khansmith
Misplaced Lens Cap
Show & Tell
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Stranger Things
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@yesbertie-blog
“I wouldn’t be surprised to find out that you get off thinking about thing such as toothless grandmas. Perhaps not, but you’re definitely not a first choice by any means.”
“Man, how do you even think up this stuff? Toothless grandmas.. you need help. Not a first choice.. but still a choice? I can live with that.”
“Don’t c’mon girl me. Maybe sixteen year old me would have but as you can see, I’m all grown up. I make good choices now.”
“Yeah, you’re practically a grandma.” Bertie smirked, crossing his arms over his chest in a subtle gesture to try and flex his muscles for her.
“Who says I’m a bad choice?”
“You’re kidding right? I wouldn’t go anywhere near your hips even if you begged me.”
“You don’t need to go anywhere near my hips to help me out of these pants though.”
“Aw, c’mon girl. You know I can make begging look cute.”
“Those jeans makes your arse look huge. And not even in a good way, Sweetie.”
“Oh..”
“You wanna help me out of them, babe?”
bertie hagrid moodboard;
"I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures."
auroralynches:
you know what i really want? a modern dudebro vampire. just a typical obnoxious straight boy in a neon tank top and cargo shorts who also happens to be a creature of the night.
“okay, dude, i’m only feeding on you ‘cause i’m starving and there aren’t any hot girls around. no homo.” “wait, you’re gonna suck my blood?” “no, i’m gonna drink your blood. i don’t suck, that’s gay. don’t make this weird, bro”
“ah, i see you’re staring pensively out the window, chad. ruminating on the curse of your newfound immortality?” “nah man, it’s just… i got, like, some flecks of blood on my adidas while i was feeding and they haven’t come out…”
“we do not drink… wine.” “okay but is beer cool? and can we still smoke weed?”
he joins a 24-hour gym because being undead and allergic to sunlight is no excuse for skipping leg day. tragic music swells as he looks over his “sun’s out guns out” tanks (he has seven of them). his coven is a fraternity. someone make this happen
