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sharing this here as well and hoping no one has beaten me to it
(unmute!)
no little german boy don't go into that chapel of ritual
no thought, head empty
Only thinking about him
I wish I thought to pull this out of that magazine I caught a glimpse of it in, but it wasn't mine! Sucks cause it was such a shortlived campaign :-( It's probably floating around on some auction site though, I'm sure!
tender father
SOMEBODY DRAW COPIA IN THIS PLEASE
It's like almost six in the morning here and I can't sleep, but I remembered I have free will and can draw
woe poor plushia drawings be upon yee ft tiny ghoul
I have an unofficial one and he was my drawing ref hence him looking wonky
Every night I see him from across my room and contemplate if I should free him from his box
((Yes that is a tiny horse and robot, both un-named and stickers are from (@) xwinter-sketch, there was a Copia but I put him on my cane))
What ghoul do you think would have an iron deficiency?
I can't sleep so I'm making up headcannons while I do my nails
Anyways lemme know in tags or comments !!
I introduce Swiss Swiss army ghoul. I spent so long on this instead of sleeping. (Also no stealing like blocking my tag cause like I spent to long on this) feel free to reblog or share or whatever just don't claim as yours :)
Awww, cute! Now, cuddle time?
Mountain, entering his room and climbing into bed, pulling back the sheets: "...And what are you doing in here?" Dewdles, Dew's imp, tucked into bed like he owns it: "...Eep." Mountain, nudging him: "Out, out-" Dewdles: -digging down deeper into the blankets- Mountain: "I will lay on you. I'll do it and I'll make it look like an accident." Dew, appearing from under a pile of pillows on the bed: "Don't crush my imp, he's only a baby." Mountain: "And why are YOU in my bed?" Dew: "..." -pulling Dewdles into the pillow pile- "...I plead the 2nd." Mountain, getting under the covers: "We're not in America, and it's the 5th amendment, not the 2nd." Dew: "...What's the 2nd then?" Mountain: "The right to bare arms?" Dew, sleepy: "Wow, they can't even not wear sleeves in America." Mountain: "Or maybe it's bear arms?" Dew: "They shouldn't take bears' arms, they need those to... do bear things." Dewdles, witnessing the delirium of sleepiness kicking in: "...Eep." Mountain and Dew: "Yes, eep."