Neil Gaiman was in my bedroom eating puffy Cheetos, dressed like a 1800s clown while reading my writing and giving me pointers (by pointers I mean he was just judging it).
I'm terrified of judgement, clowns and since this dream, Neil Gaiman.
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this is what i draw in my "free time"
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Had the urge to doodle her outta nowhere
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the other night i had a dream that someone handed me a baby absolutely covered in cheeto dust. they told me i was supposed to lick the cheeto dust off its face.
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Popper actually is the best
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He is full of Fanta and Cheetos
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My mother told me about a plant she bought that makes humans purr like cats, then she handed me a hot Cheeto and sent me to the car to try it, it looked like spinach, I ate four leaves.
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Enid: BABE! have you seen my cheetos?
Wednesday: ...no
Thing signing: i have!
Wednesday whispering: Thing, SHUT UP! or i'll have your digits removed
Thing signing: but you literally have cheetos dust on your fingers
Wednesday: shit, how do i remove them?
Thing: wash it
Enid: wash what?
Wednesday awkwardly: ...hmm? nothing just some blood
Enid: ok
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