A print I made for AX this year. ;u;
Gelding
This rapid slide from attempted machismo to sweet tender feelings is what happened to the show, too.
s/o to this skeleton babe from 1936
This is a really poignant illustration of the seductive nature of glorifying war but that is a LOOK and she is SERVING it
I've seen Death depicted as a card dealer or other sort of gambler, a guy in a suit, a farmer, a robed apparition, and any other number of things, but this? This has to be the best Death I've seen yet. An old seductress saying "hey kid, don't you wanna die in a trench for a government that doesn't give a fuck about you, just like your dear old dad?" This goes hard as fuck.
insane what ovulation will do to a mf
huge thanks to this post for giving me the working title for my mpreg fic.
this girl ate only purple go-gurt for 10 years of her life and this is what happened.
Slurp on my ‘gurt.
Cause you know its purp.
Put me in the dirt.
Put me in a shirt.
LETS GOOOOOOO
This is more punk than the whole of punk history.
I’ll tell you what’s ferocious. Freddie’s comeback to Sid calling him “Freddie Platinum” when they were recording down the hall from each other at London’s Wessex Studios (Queen for News of the World, Pistols for Bollocks).
Sid Vicious made the mistake one day of bursting into Queen’s control room and antagonizing their frontman. “Have you succeeded in bringing ballet to the masses, then?” he sneered. “Oh, yes, Simon Ferocious,” Mercury replied. “We’re trying our best, dear.”
Then, according to Queen biographer Daniel Nester, Freddie rose from his chair and began to playfully flick the safety pins displayed on the front of Sid’s leather jacket. “Tell me,” he asked, “did you arrange these pins just so?” When Sid stepped forward in an attempt to intimidate Freddie, the singer simply pushed him backwards and inquired, “What are you going to do about it?” Sid immediately backed down. [x]
Freddie Mercury may very well have had the biggest dick energy of anyone who ever lived
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how could this post leave out the best line which iirc comes shortly after: “who do you want to be handing menus and a color palette to? david bowie or a fucking mormon?”
when the worldbuilding in the smut comic you’re reading is actually pretty intriguing
‘SERIOUS PLEASURES’ VOGUE HOMMES 2000