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victorfrankensteinsuggestions:

Custom booty shorts for you and your creature

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magicbubblepipe:

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I reread The Vampire Lestat recently—an old favorite—and had the compulsion to draw the way Lestat completely dismantles Armand’s brainwashed coven in one flamboyant swoop. Legends only 😎🤘

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eggdrawsthings:

finished the Sandman series and all i can think of is Dream’s skinny legs and his boots o(-(

mlarayoukai:

You show a cat something and they’re like sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff ooooh I understand now. Don’t care

windsweptinred:

OK, Hob thinks. So his friend can transform into animals. Noted, got it. Any animal, slightly taller then average. With jet black hair, slightly otherworldly eyes and a keen sense of awareness is most likely Dream. He’s not going to let the smug git get the jump on him next time. Oh no, turn around is fair play. He’s going to be the one sneaking up on him and saying, with his most devil may care attitude, ‘Hello Dream’ .

So when, one evening while heading for his car, he spots a large dog, dark as midnight, hanging round campus. Carefully regarding each student as they go about their business. He knows this is the chance he’s been waiting for. Up he saunters, grin on his face. Leans down and says, *Hello Dr…“ (actually, there’s too many people floating round here to just toss his friends name about)” Hello D, fancy seeing you here.“

Dracula can truthfully say that it is rare in this day and age he finds himself perplexed. But when a university professor, wrapped in tweed, interrupts his hunt, calls him by name and invites him back to his home for a cuppa. Well, who is he to pass up the invitation. This is the most entertaining thing that’s happened to him since the 19th century…

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Man who thinks he’s hilarious

to be clear: Gordon just told Batman how much he’ll miss his best friend Bruce Wayne who just totally ate shit and died, then asked Batman if HE happened to know bruce wayne before he ate shit and died

this is also three seconds before Batman says he will NOT be going to the funeral and jumps out the window

badjokesbyjeff:

My grandfather swore by adding a spoonful of gunpowder to his tea every morning.

He said it was a very old remedy to help him live longer, and it worked: he lived to the ripe old age of ninety-seven.

He left a widow, two children, fourteen grandchildren and a fifty-foot crater where the crematorium used to be.