"kill them with kindness" WRONG. chair attack πͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺ
dorian to basil: draw me like of your french boys
if your weird enough with the homies you can break all boundaries of platonic/romantic love and make a third, more evil thing
Traveller the ice is dark and closing inΒ
Wherever did you come from, what weighs you down withinΒ
Traveller your eyes are dark and your voice is somberΒ
Wherever did you come from, why are you here?Β
We havenβt sailed in fourteen days
The nights are getting longer.Β
Iβm sensing fear upon your face, IΒ see you donβt belong hereΒ
Β Our spirits started off as great, Iβm sure you did as wellΒ
Oh traveller, before youβre deadΒ you must your story tell
As I mentioned and posted before, this takes place during the Edwardian era where the Wild West is ending and the beginning of modern times. this is the first part of the lineup (1/2) since there are more characters to be shown! This is the updated version of my edwardian ocs.
old men next...
I love how humans have literally not changed throughout history like the graffiti from Pompeii has people from hundreds of years ago writing stuff like βMarcus is gayβ βI fucked a girl hereβ βJulius your mum wishes she was with meβ and leonardo da vinciβs assistants drew dicks in their notebooks just for the banter and mozart created a piece called βkiss my assβ so when people wish for βtodayβs generationβ to be like βhow people used toβ then weβre already there buddy weβve always been
Haymitch and his ducklings
Female inmates of San Quentin State Prison and their very fine hats (and one very familiar number). 3/?.
So Iβm reading The Making of Frankenstein by Daisy Hay (cause Iβm a hoe for absolutely anything concerning my Geneva squad babies) and sheβs talking about the manuscripts of Frankenstein allowing us to see how the book progressed as Mary wrote and Percy edited. AND THEREβS PICTURES. Thereβs one part where Percy added comments in pencil and Mary went over them in pen to make sure sheβd remember to add them in and another part where she scribbled out his suggestions altogether. One part shows that Percy must have slammed the book shut because the ink from his pen left corresponding splashes and splotches on the opposite page and you can see where Mary switched from chunky pens to thin-nibbed ones. Percy used black ink and Mary used brown ink. I felt like Iβd been transported to a candlelit room with Mary sitting at her desk hurriedly writing away as Percy looked on and honestly BOOKS ARE MAGIC!β€οΈβ€οΈ
Polonius: Tell Ophelia about the birds and the bees.
Laertes: They're disappearing at an alarming rate.
Pilot is a LANDSEER. Please, please, let people finally understand that Rochester's dog looks like this