Well...What can I say? I'm a pre-med college student that's socially awkward, generally weird, and borderline insane. This is mostly a place for me to share things I like and how I feel during any particular moment. From depressed to demented to happy to horny. This blog is about the ride. Oh and I'm white male cis scum. Probably a bunch of other things that makes me literally Satan




waynealanharold:

Original Sandman Sketch by P. Craig Russell

Our most affordable tier featuring the Sketch Edition/original sketch combo is heading towards being sold-out. You can still get your pledge in for the P. Craig Russell Sketchbook Archives now: http://kck.st/1vhQOph

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orsonhells:

Dashcon kinda reminds me of the serial killer convention in The Sandman, except the serial killer convention at least looked like it was organized by sane human beings.


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The bonds of family bind us up, support us, help us. And they are also a bond from which it is difficult, perhaps impossible to extricate oneself.

Neil Gaiman  

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elizafrye:

"A Golden Fish"
12”x18”
Gouache and ink
2012
SOLD



the-masquerade-overture:

"Death: Just another point of view". My new version of Neil Gaiman’s character, Death, from The Sandman series.

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Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot.

The Sandman, A Midsummer Night’s Dream by Neil Gaiman  

I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend…I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend…

Neil Gaiman - The Sandman volume 7