Sexual Anatomy From Top To Bottom

“even amidst the hatred and carnage, life is still worth living. it is possible for wonderful encounters and beautiful things to exist” ‒ hayao miyazaki

every word out of guillermo del toro’s mouth is the most hardcore thing i’ve ever heard and he says it all so casually like he doesn’t even realize how much of a gothic visionary he is 

Scenes without background music: Sherlock and Moriarty talk about the final problem (request by keep-calm-and-watch-sherlock)

handwashing can dramatically lower the risk of contracting coronavirus because it's an enveloped virus, it's specifically surrounded in a lipid (fat) and the majority of soaps are designed to break up grease and fat bonds which means if you break up that outer layer? the virus dies! it's not super hardy without that outer layer, so washing your hands beyond just physically removing the virus, kills it as well if you use soap.

Devil John

Chapter 2 - Hell

Fandom: Sherlock

Rating: Explicit

Summary: John is dead, but that’s not the end for him. Not when he has a soul left to corrupt.

Excerpt:

The room is dark, illuminated by a bare yellow incandescent light hanging down from a pale cord that has been tied in a hangman's noose. Light pools around his feet in a circle fading away into blackness. The world outside of this little circle of light is darker than a starless night, blacker than a coal mine.

Along the wall, he sees small black spiders scurrying around. They sit just outside the circle of light. Their red eyes glowing, their bodies hidden in obscurity.

“Back with us now are you, Johnny?” sings a voice with an Irish accent. “It's about time.”

John watches as Moriarty walks slowly toward him, defiling the circle of light with his very presence. He's wearing the Westwood now, under a black knee-length coat with a blood red lining. His eyes bore into John's naked flesh and he sneers.

John looks down. There are scars on his hairy chest. His bullet wound from Afghanistan is back now. He pushes to his feet, not wanting to show such vulnerability to an enemy. His back scrapes against the coarse wall and starts to bleed.

“Moriarty! This is the kind of thing that I'd expect of someone like you. I knew it had to be a trick. Where are we, and why are you holding me here?”

Moriarty rolls his head back with a sigh. Then he stomps around in a tiny circle bobbing his head from side to side in frustration as he cries, “Hell and Devils! Are we back to that again, Johnny Boy? I SO hate repeating myself.” Moriarty whips his head around to glare at John as he yells. “WHERE ARE WE?”

His voice hits John like a slap, and he falls to his knees.

“Now Johnny boy, Tell me WHERE! WE! ARE!”

“In Hell,” John says quietly.

Continued on AO3

It is sad that in every age we must be reminded that it is wrong to kill children.

On July 1942, 2, most of the children of Lidice, a small village in what was then Czechoslovakia, were handed over to the gestapo office of the gestapo.

These 82 children were then transported to the of extermination camp 70 kilometers away. Once they arrived, they were gassed to death. This remarkable sculpture by Marie Uchytilová commemorates this massacre.

A group of Bronze Sculptures, paying tribute to the children who died. Its construction was decided in 1969 by the woman sculptor, Marie Uchytilova. As a symbol of an imaginary tomb of the 13 million most innocent victims of the war - children, she chose as model, 82 children of lidice asphyxiated in the gas rooms of chelmno.

She took 20 years to make this beautiful sculpture because she used the vintage documents to reproduce the faces of the missing children and to represent them according to their exact size.

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV) Characters: Crowley, Aziraphale, Crowley’s Rat Army Words: 2158 Summary: Crowley wants to surprise Aziraphale during the Chinese New Year. His trusted band of rats are in for more than they can chew.

I got snowed in on the 12th and couldn’t get to work, leaving me awake early with nothing to do. Obviously that means I was messing around on Discord when I thought: What if we all wrote one fanfic. together. at the same time.

Lets thank all these beautiful people who decided to take a chance on a stupid idea with me, and helped create something hilarious and fantastic!

@heavens-bookshop​ @normified​ @maddyteddysstuff @crowleystolemyshoes​ as well as our partners on AO3 Latter_alice, The_jackalope & soleo_lion!

We had so much fun working together, we ended up making our own discord server, the Ineffable Writers Guild! Please join us for writing, collaborating and chitchat!

This will also be my “something” for Lunar New Year on my @goodomonths Holiday Challenge.8′3

HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR! YEAR OF THE RAT!

National Theatre At Home

26 March 2020: It’s happening, kids: National Theatre: At Home is coming

Released weekly on YouTube here

Every Thursday, the NT will be releasing a play from their NTLive archive to watch for free, for everyone, for 7 days.

First up is:

One Man, Two Guvnors (2nd April)

Jane Eyre (9th April)

Treasure Island (16th April)

Twelfth Night (23rd April)

Further productions to be announced.

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