He Got Em Before It Was Even A Thing

“Arthur” John’s warm soft voice echoed into the ragged depths of Arthur’s broken soul, soothing scars and promising that which he had long denied himself being worthy of: love.

Image description: There is a single black and white digital illustration of Arthur and John. Arthur is standing facing forward his head raised, expression relaxed and smiling every so slightly, eyes closed. John is standing close behind him, so close his cloak is draped around Arthur’s shoulders. His left arm is curved around Arthur’s shoulder and he is cradling Arthur’s jaw in the palm of his hand. He is kissing Arthur’s crown eyes looking down fondly.

[ID: Several black and white digital drawings depicting Arthur, John, and Noel. Arthur is drawn as a skinny man with light hair, Noel is drawn as a more muscular man with darker skin and hair, and John is depicted as a grey cloaked figure with long dark hair, a large light eye, and light eyelashes.

1. Arthur sits at a table, his forehead braced on his steepled hands in embarassment as John leans over his shoulder, wide eyed and says: "Arthur!!! Tell Noel I like it when he calls us doll." When Arthur does not respond: "Arthur? Oarthur listen to me-!!!"

2. A different scene where Arthur leans in to grab Noel's face and kisses him. Noel appears surprised. John narrates: "yes Arthur YES you did it Orthur‐ hehe his face is kinda funny this close." We see a doodle of John's POV, which is Noel at a 0.5 angle from right above, emphasizing his eyes and nose and minimizing his chin.

3. Arthur by himself. He brings John's hand to his face and kisses it sweetly. John's wooden pinky rests on his cheek.

4. Noel brings John's hand to his mouth, bows his head, and kisses it gentlemanly.

5. Arthur and Noel naked in bed, their waists covered by a bedsheet. Arthur lays still, expression furrowed as he says: "I can't believe this is my life now." Noel responds: "idk doll, not the weirdest thing to happen to me this week." Noel is comfortably reclining and smoking. John has his left leg thrown over Noel's and his left hand curled up under his arm and over his shoulder. Little black hearts hover over where he clings. End ID.]

They are so normal I love them

“John is not yellow, he’s gold, Arthur”

IM SO NORMAL I PROMISE

My first fanart of ✨them✨

sketch of arthur lester !! the guy ever

Thinking a LOT about John's body and identity relating to that.

John has no ability to see himself, to conceptualize himself for a very long time. He looks down at his body and it is not his body, he is a passenger in human flesh and limbs that bend in angular, strange ways and loud clicking teeth and wet eyes and horrible, fragile red innards. He does not know his own name at the start of the podcast, knows even less of what he looks like. He finds a mask of his worshippers and cannot place the attachment he feels to it, running his hand over the face, familiar, but not knowing it is the image of his own. His name crackles through the depth of his godhood when he first reads it, but even then he is fractured, lost, grasping helplessly for the ability to understand what the sensation means.

By the time we reach season 2, he knows what The King looks like, enough to guess they likely share some similarity of form, but it is not a form John belongs in anymore.

When he is ripped out from Arthur's body, is he given another form to hold? Is he spread thin into nothingness; empty vocal chords and fear, or does he slip back into his old one; formerly familiar tendrils and masks and golden yellow? Does it still feel familiar, or does it now feel foreign – his own body stretching in ways he had forgotten it could, missing the simplicity of Arthur's flesh containing him? Is it freeing? Is it terrifying?

Is it his true form that experiences the Dark World again, that falls, that suffers suffers suffers begs for any deal to release him– what body meets terror there?

Does he know the shape of himself by season 3? 4? By the time he sees Yellow pull himself from Larson, magnificently filling space with horror and madness, by the time John follows suite? It makes me mad to think that it takes four seasons for John to be seen by any eyes, and even then, what does he look like there?

Does he have any control of the image he projects? Does he project the image of himself that he envisions as a protector? A friend? Has he crafted that image, that version of himself? How similar does it look to the version of himself that haunted the Dark World alone?

What does John look like? And how long has he known?

Do not fear the dark, fear what darkness brings

I think Im funny

You Call It Madness (But I Call It Love) / Malevolent by Harlan Guthrie

A compilation of the Malevolent fandom being completely normal about Arthur taking his shirt off.