i hope malevolent ends with arthur laying down for a nice long sleep. i want the last few words to be 'goodnight john' and 'goodnight arthur'. i hope the silence is sweet and peaceful. i dont even care if anything else goes well or not. i dont care if john gets his own body or arthur gets faroe back. i just need him to lower himself down for one last time, just for one good sleep. its the only ending i want for him.
wait isnt gender over today
mutuals can always dm me but be warned i talk like your coworker who is trying too hard to get to know you and my response times are akin to the response times you might get if we were communicating by letter
kind of obsessed with the characterization of jayce and viktor as fundamentally good people who will also go absolutely batshit insane if you separate them because theyre also ridiculously codependent to a degree that is concerning for everybody else's wellbeing. they were literally away from each other for a couple of months and almost ended the entire world
HERE THEY ARE! Tattoos that stare back 👁️👁️
This was super fun, I’ve wanted to design more tattoos since I designed my first ones for myself. So if there’s massive interest in these designs I’ll happily make more sheets. Just reblog with what you want to see next and I’ll see what’s popular <3
❗️Tattoo Passes are available on my Ko-fi if you are interested in getting one of my designs tattooed as well as sticker versions of these designs available in my Redbubble❗️
tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it
something about how carpenter didn't get to tell faulkner she loves him in the end of s2 when she wanted to, and how when she finally did it went unanswered at first. something about how faulkner doesn't get to tell her he loves her, too, but there is no next time for him, and she never hears it. something about how the show starts with carpenter and faulkner calling out, marco, polo, and how at the very end marco goes unheard, just like his love, because he was too late. something about how faulkner's last prophecy about the river dying alone and in terror, about its cries going unheard, applies to him, too.
It’s that time of year again
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