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couple of my old OCs, a demonic god and the man he possesses

*purr*

hollywood: hey look at this big scary monster

y’all on this website:

big jock energy

oOOOOH SH*t !!!by AnatoFinnstark

big juicy 

Elvira Mistress of the Dark

My “Creature from the Black Lagoon” piece from this year’s Drawlloween challenge!

Prints are available here!

you know when venom said he was kinda a loser on his planet? ya know thats a mood

Tom Hardy’s word association game is impeccable.

Drider King Boyfriend

I am very excited to bring this story to Tumblr. Get ready to fall in love with a pink bloom drider king and a rosy maple moth princess.

I can remember my mother reading to me at bedtime, telling me stories of princes and their princesses. How they started with ‘once upon a time’ and ended with a ‘happily ever after.’ They always bored me to tears. Good triumphed over evil and blah blah blah. All for what? A girl? It never ever made sense to me. I thought it was always so ridiculous that this prince, someone so great and beloved, would risk it all because of some princess in a tower.

   When it came down to it, I much preferred my own company. I knew in my heart that I was more beautiful than any princess could be. So, as I grew, I focused all my attention on myself. I made sure that I was the one the looking glass would call ‘the fairest in the land.’ That was another thing I couldn’t stand about those silly stories. The princess was also the most beautiful, the fairest, the kindest, the blah blah blah blandest creature. They never sounded worth anything except their looks.

   Sure, I know what you’re thinking reading this: King Florent, didn’t you just say you put all your efforts into your looks? Why, how very astute of you! Yes, I do put a lot of effort into my beauty and my vanity. But I am also educated and traveled. I make myself interesting as well as glamorous.

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Today is Friday the 13th and we celebrate by honoring Jason’s ass.

Monsters that utterly fail to grasp the concept of anniversaries. They somehow find a reason to celebrate it every day - whether it’s the third blood moon since they first saw you, or the one thousandth day since you accepted their courting attempts, every day is an anniversary with you.

phew this was only supposed to be five pages, but like comics always do it needed more room for pacing. :)

find yourself a plus size clown dom call that a big top