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i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite
Hmmmm, big floppy hat and weird limbs...
paul dressed as brigitte bardot and john dressed as elvis presley, happy halloween
“John, I can get you close to Arthur, but you’ll be in someone else’s head.”
“Larson, I will put a fragment of an elder god in your head, but he’ll be an absolute pussy.”
i am considering the sickening possibility that john's truthful answer to arthur's question "where did you go [when yellow was in my head]?" is "in larson's head"
canon: the very first thing John did upon gaining control of Arthur's hand was strangle someone to death with it
fandom: with this power they can... no I daren't say it... oh but I must... they can hold hands 😳🤝😳
so who has Arthur's eyelids? either answer is funny.
1. John does. John is canonically aware and active while Arthur's asleep/unconscious. So who wants to take a shift in the coma ward with the otherwise unresponsive patient whose eyes are open and keep following you around the room?
2. Arthur does. If John pisses him off too much, he can at his discretion say "okay well now NOBODY gets to use the eyes" and close them.
This is fucking ART
I want Arthur and John to go to a perfectly ordinary petting zoo. What patreon tier do I have to be to make this happen.
Reblog to give the person you reblogged from warm garlic bread .
I made fanart!! \^o^/
This is Mini, and OC by @daaxolotlartist !
I hope you like them and i hope i did their design accurate! :D
{I do not take any credit towards this characters design, full creds go to @daaxolotlartist !}
i think all westerners should watch 20 days in Mariupol before writing “roger waters does not support the war, he only supports putin.” this is what putin's actions look like, this is what he supports
“why can’t ukraine just give some land to russia?” 20 days in mariupol is on youtube! hope this helps. 😊
AITA for throwing my houseguest's shaving glass out the window?
For context I (don't worry about my age M) have a solicitor (22 M) currently staying at my home for business purposes. For for the purpose of this post I will call my solicitor J.
J arrived a few days ago now and has been very well behaved staying in a small section of my home and being more then willing to answer any of my questions about the purchase and his fascinating home country (England).
This morning I went to visit him in his quarters to let him know breakfast was ready when I walked on him shaving. Now for personal medical reasons I will not discuss here have banned all mirrors and reflective objects from my home. It appeared through Johnathan brought his own mirror though. I accidentally startled him when I entered and he cut himself while shaving which set off my prior mentioned medical issues. This resulted in my lunching at him but I didn't actually touch him so it is no matter.
Now here is where I may be the asshole. Once I had collected my self I throw his mirror out the window and down a cliff face into the forest below. It was pure impulse. I played it off as taking revenge on it for making him cut him self and called it "a foul bauble of man's vanity". We moved on from the incident quickly but now J looks a bit uncomfortable around me.
I feel it should have been obvious from the lack of reflective surfaces in my home that mirrors are not allowed, but I technically never said it. I only told him not to go into locked rooms or fall asleep outside of his room. But who even brings a mirror with them when they travel? Anyway what do you all think, was I am asshole but tossing him mirror or just taking care of my self because of my medical issues?
The funniest hyperfixations have gotta be the ones where you watch something and go "this thing is cute. I like it. not sure if Id call it a favorite of mine but its definitely enjoyable at least" and then cut to a month later and its completely overtaken your life
but like why is there never any reverb on cast recordings anymore why does every cast recording sound like it was recorded in a dentist’s office
Grace Roberts the woman that you are
From here, for @wheel-of-fish
les mis fans be like 'look at them i'm unwell' then post the most grainiest darkest screenshot of a bootleg you've ever seen in your life recorded from the back row of a theatre in 1997
I need people to stop writing shows based on real events because how am I supposed to explain to non-theatre people that three of the best musicals out there are a WWII comedy about deceiving the Nazis, a heart-warming tale of the day after 9/11, and a hip-hop story of the founding fathers??
that wouldn't be too painful, would it? 🎥 @theriddletrades
*Plays the dutch anthem* 🇳🇱
Inspired by this video of the redbull shoot and the crappy screenshots that i took from it:
Anyway, I’m obsessed and will likely do a prince of monaco version for Charles in the near future.
wow book!!! it’s crazy how many girlfriends you fumbled!!!
I LOVE LOVE LOVE WHEN PEOPLE DRAW CHARACTERS WITH THEIR SHIRT SLIGHTLY UP SO YOU CAN SEE THEIR STOMACH AND THEIR PANTS SLIGHTLY LOWER THAN THE WAIST LIKE OHHHH MY GOSH
I just noticed this and it’s kind funny that Tree took 6 episode to get out of Bottle
Yet this it was like 3 seconds
i think every selfshipper should get 3 million dollars.