I’d Like To Think They Were Close.

Just a silly pitch Idea for my game design class!

I wanted to practice some brushes, and then I went a bit too far.

Gus standing over the exact same slab of concrete at Don Eladio's pool where Max died and then two scenes later celebrating his victory over killing the nephew of the man who killed his boyfriend by flirting with a sophisticated gentleman and fruitly drinking wine before he dissociates and decides that he can't indulge or be happy in any capacity before he completes his revenge in its entirety????

Better Call Saul really is a ghost story and the lgbts keep winning !

Santa is on strike due to global warming.  All presents this year will be delivered by Sasha the Christmas Tiger.  Milk and cookies may not be sufficient.

TMAGP4 - Taking Notes / Whiplash 2014

what if midnight mass was MERRY and JOLLY and filled with CHRISTMAS SPIRIT

So I just finished watching good omens and you can't tell me Crowley wouldn't do this

Based off of that one ProZD skit

Hi there! I'm a mod for the JonElias Prompt Week Event @joneliasweek and we're just about to kickstart the event! Our prompts will be released 6/19 and the week itself will be 7/17-7/23. Our FAQ and schedule are up on the blog, and our askbox is always open for questions, so feel free to ask! Wanted to let you know this is happening, feel free to reblog if you'd like to support! -Mod Guess

!!! Howdy guess! I would love to participate! I need to make content of the cool two eyeball dudes 👀

A Mouthwashing (and How Fish is Made) fansong, unfortunately from Jimmy’s POV mostly, sorry. 🐴 Music and lyrics by me, PhemieC

NOTE: this is my first fansong in five years, and sad to say but my voice has been decimated by illness in the last few years, so please don’t go into this expecting it to sound the same as my old stuff.

That being said, I have released an instrumental version, and I would LOVE to hear covers from other vocalists! Feel free to post and sell if you make a cover as well. <3

LYRICS UNDER CUT

[verse 1] Momma bird sleeping and her nest is empty Pretty and clean I feel the crease of envy Cutting a line right through the sky above me Healthy and green just like a good tree should be Momma bird leaving now her eggs are lonely Out from the underbrush I creep so slowly I’ll lay my own, her home is sound and safe, he’s Grey like a stone among her round blue babies She’ll never tell if she’s a few shells lighter Quick cracking clever comes my little fighter  Babes that feel safer they hatch so much slower Thrown down below then by my own fast grower Momma returns to feed her only child he Smells like a stranger and he cries so loudly Drinks of his fill while I look up on proudly Picking away at the discarded bounty 

[chorus] What hides inside has the skill to thrive Do you have the will to decide to survive? A parasite needs you alive To feed their growing appetite 

[verse 2] Thing crawling thirsty, shared flesh, a blessing Drink of my stagnancy, the taste refreshing Carry a part of me and keep on climbing  Top of the ladder’s just a place for dying Dread in your gullet, ignore it, buddy Lead in the bullet, it’s harmless, mostly Let me consume you, let you defend me Curling protector, my friendly fresh meat Im in control now and I like the feeling I’ll play the role of every wound you’re healing Follow the leader was always my thing Swallow your pills and lay still, unwrithing Master of puppets is my one objective Real apex predators can be selective Relay your message, it won’t stop the spread if I replace your tongue when I open your head up

[chorus] What hides inside has the skill to thrive Do you have the will to decide to survive? A parasite keeps you alive To feed their growing appetite 

[verse 3] My stress relief, she keeps asking questions I can’t believe she thinks I’ll learn her lesson Nothing outside of me will ever get in No mocking birdie with an unblinking grin Four beating hooves, I hate to hear them thunder Trample the metal tomb I’m buried under braying beast, neighing in the womb inside her Breaking its legs to glue you back together

[chorus] What hides inside has the skill to thrive Do you have the will to decide to survive? A parasite needs you alive To feed their growing appetite…

I have updated my goofy nonsense.

The Mayor has found something weird.