hol up i just noticed sage has that scar on their cheek on the family picture....... is there a story behind that 👀
Me yelling at my own characters: THEY WERE JUST A KID!!! A BABY!!! THEY DIDNT DESERVE THAT!!
But yeah Sage’s dad is a terrible person. He’s not their biological father and he resents Sage for their mother’s infidelity.
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Just look at Angel's face when he hears Charlie say that the hotel is really important to her. He's grown to appreciate what she's done for him and that it's not just about free room and board anymore. He cares so much about her. ^_^<3<3<3
*Also, please take the time to appreciate and acknowledge the sad snake off to the side of Angel Dust. He looks like he could use a hug. <3<3<3<3
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been followin slimes POV of the qsmp since it started but mMY GOOOODDDDD i never expected to fall so in love with it...
I LOVE THE TRADGEDY OF A COMEDIC CHARACTER! so funny so silly, who could ever take him seriously? when the reaction to grief can be so overblown and strange, its hard not to laugh! because wheres the line, really? we're just here to have fun!
i look forward to the day this guy snaps! its gonna be REALLY FUNNY i tell ya hwat!!!
(CREDIT TO A COMIC I REFERENCED UNDER THE CUT)
something about this comic makes me so so emotional, and its so well framed. to discover something by the end of a comic, to follow the same line of thought as a character within a drawing, to either come to the same conclusion, or the dramatic irony of figuring it out first.
it was made by the talented Lynda Barry, and she has a wonderful shop here https://drawnandquarterly.com/books/greatest-marlys/
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young royals is a very compelling show and i know everyone loves simon and wille together but i am going to be so honest the only correct way to end this show would be for none of these characters to ever see each other again and them all to leave this fucked up school and be put into intensive therapy x
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So I'm sure there's different versions of this
But the one my cantor* told us when we were in Sunday School was this one:
Two rich men go to a cloth merchant's shop. This merchant is known for having beautiful silks, even though he has but a small humble store in the outskirts of town — so small that his infant son is sleeping on one of the chests!
These rich men want to buy these silks, so they demand to see them at once.
The merchant says, "I am sorry, they are not for sale today. Come back tomorrow and I would be happy to show them to you."
The rich men, knowing that this merchant is a Jew, think "ah-hah, he wants more money!" So they offer him a tremendous sum.
"I am sorry, they are not for sale today. Come back tomorrow, good sirs."
The rich men are puzzled, but they double their price. Quadruple it. Anything this merchant wants, they can give him.
"I am sorry, they are not for sale today. Come back tomorrow, if you please."
So, the rich men leave, annoyed, but they present themselves the very next day and sure enough, the merchant goes to a chest and pulls out the most beautiful silks that these rich men have ever seen. And when they offer to pay, he will only accept the price that he himself has deemed fair — many times less than even the first offer these rich men made.
"But why would you not give us these silks yesterday?" they ask, happy but baffled as they (or more probably their servants, but the cantor didn't get into that) pack up the silks to leave.
Just then, the merchant's wife comes in from the back, carrying their infant son. The merchant smiles and says, "Because my child was sleeping on that chest, and I did not wish to disturb his slumber. His peace is more precious to me than all the money you, good sirs, could ever provide."
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