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One of my favourite things about Arthur is how much of a stinking hypocrite he is. He's a stickler for the rules, but he's totally fine with double crossing, lying, being a general little shit. He's a (lower case) conservative who's also a punk. He's a crotchety old man who looks like a fairy twink. He is highly practical, a big fan of pragmatism when it comes to things like his gardens provide food or reusing a perfectly intact jumper for fifty years but he is a greedy bastard who loves the finer things in life. He earnestly and attentively seeks other people's advice and guidance, but he is the best man and country alive. Like, what a mess. He's genuinely one of the gentlest and most loyal and loving friends in your life, but he's two fumbled sentences from smashing a glass bottle on your head.