#BAHH BAH

[sondheim-girly]

that instrumental in tula 67 that they used for transitions in call me cherry is so catchy I love ittttttt

[anythingbyadriannelenker]

bitches in the club singing along to "music for indigo" off of adrianne lenker's instrumentals

[teenagedracula]

baaaaaah

BAAAAAGH!!!!!

[mavrustheunskooled]

“hey are you caught up on game changer” no I’m too busy thinking about Rooster Teeth’s hit game show on the spot

[leanderqueenie]

XS Let me post the song directlyyyy

Bwah BaAh! Bah bah, bah bah Bwaaaaah!

[mad-hunts]

this place, just like shakespeare had quoted in the tempest, was hell and all the devils were here. though some would have differing opinions as to who the devils were, barton's opinion never swayed of that: it was the staff. they loved keeping the patients compliant here rather than actually helping them... not that he actually fully believed he needed theirs, or anyone's, help. barton took to glaring at one of the cameras in the side of the room when he heard the door to the shared access room ' buzz. ' his eyes naturally trailed over to whoever entered through them then.

and although he wasn't surprised to see joker, barton was somewhat shocked by the terrible state she was in. she kind of looked like she'd been through the ringer to him. however, barton knew that he wouldn't really be able to do much for her right now, so it would probably be best if he just forgot about it. the fact that they just left her alone to push herself though whenever it looked like joker couldn't use either of her arms properly... ooh, barton might hold a strong distaste for her normally, but even he had to acknowledge it was just cruel. he really did miss his sharp nails which those pricks had cut pretty much the instant he got in here.

they could easily slice into an orderlies throat if he applied enough pressure. the only reason he was able to think this at all, however, was partially because he deliberately hid the medicine that they tried forcing on him that morning. that was when barton heard joker call out his name. he immediately looked over to her, seemingly trembling in her spot and highly fatigued. what the hell had happened to her? barton listened to her plea for help, then her request in silence, but there seemed to be something about joker's whole situation that made him empathize with her ( at least cognitively ). there were too many people around for him to take a scalpel he'd stolen out so freely so he'd have to be tricky about it, barton thought.

and tricky he was. ❝ okay. i'm going to make it look like i'm just hugging you while i'm cutting it open, alright? there's too many eyes around here for me to just do it plain out, ❞ barton was agreeing to help her, in other words. he grasped the scalpel off of the tape clinging to his skin currently and crouched down to joker's level with it hiding in his sleeve. barton wrapped an arm around her middle in a 'hug' and pulled himself closer to her, before ultimately taking out his scalpel completely. the sound of the cast being cut through like a saw was just barely audible as was what he told her previously. when he finally reached the end of it, barton felt like he had to ask this to her, pulling away to such a level that people still wouldn't be able to see anything but also that she wouldn't be uncomfortable.

❝ why did you have to sneak it into your cast? have they been refusing to give this injection to you that you need? ❞ barton's voice sounded very calm, though in an eerie way, like there was something stirring inside of him. what he said next just seemed to confirm it, ❝ because if so, then you can keep this knife, and once you're better — make them pay for it. ❞

The loud buzzer signalled that the doors were being opened to let another inmate in. They never let all the inmates be together at the same time in the shared access rooms; besides the mess hall. Right now, the orderlies were wheeling in Joker. Taking off her spit mask before, she was nudged aside and practically shoved into the room as they closed the door behind them. Leaving the Clown Princess of Crime to scowl at the door. To say she was a mess would be an understatement. It was no secret that Joker's body was a medical mystery. That she healed inhumanly fast. But that hadn't been the case as of right now. The scrapes and bruises remained, the broken bones had yet to fully set. And rather than her cane, she was forced to use a wheelchair; although they had given her a manual one. Despite her not being able to really move around with one arm propped up to her chest and the other in a cast. Despite this, she still moved her hand down and began awkwardly wheeling herself through the room. Ignoring almost everyone till she reached the man she was looking for. "Dr Mathis." No nicknames, no giggles, no theatrics. The look on her pale skin was one of pain and discomfort. Her hair tied in a messy bun, no make-up to be found. And she was quivering in discomfort. A discomfort so deep that she could not even properly act the way people expected her to. A discomfort that reached her very being, her soul, carved into her bones! "I need your help..." Her voice clear but not too loud to draw attention. Bringing up her arm encased in a cast. "Inside the cast is a syringe filled with Smilex. I need you to break open the cast and inject me with it."

Her eyes drooped with a deep sadness. She was hurting, and not because of the injuries. There was something else, something deeper, that was hurting. She was twitchy, quivering with every motion. Like an addict needing a fix. But then there were the signs of dried blood under her nose, on the collar of her jumpsuit. On the side of the cast. "Please..." // - @mad-hunts

[aftonfamilyvalues]

It was the middle of the night and I heard a sheep outside make sheep noises (there is a sheep herd near my home, small village). Anyway I thought it was weird because I figured sheep sleep at night? Idk. Sheep goes “bahh” again a few more times and sounds like its in distress. So I took a flashlight and went out in the dark towards the sheep noises (very scary!). I reach the herd and I still hear one sheep sounding as if its in distress so I climb over the gate and break into their pasture, still scary, sheep shit on the ground, but I felt kinda cool like a spy or something. I follow the “bah”. All the sheep run away from me as if I was the scary one. I find the distress sheep. Sheep is stuck in the fence.

This happened in summer and behind the fence there was a green shrubbery, so the sheep figured if it climbed through the fence it would get to the yummy green. But the hole in the fence was small, so it managed to push its stupid head and both front legs through and then got stuck wearing the fence like a belt.

I don’t know what to do, so I pull on the sheep try to get its wool through the hole inch by inch. Sheep’s butt is freaking out in the meantime and tries to trample me to death. Have you ever smelled sheep? Cause they smell and they’re kinda oily? Weird. Anyway, after an eternity of pulling on a very uncooperative sheep, I managed to free it and it runs to its friends.

The end.

(the same sheep or one of its idiot friends actually got stuck in the fence several more times during that summer, so I had to go out at night and free them when they cried for help because no one else heard or cared? idk. The owner eventually removed the shrubbery even though I think the shitty fence was the actual problem)

The end end.

thank you for the story, i appreciate your tales

[l3v1uhthan]

Bahh baaahh bahh! Bah baahhh baahhh!

Sheep translation: hehe I’ve had a thought Solomon kinda resembles Gojo! I mean they’re both white hair blue eyed sorcerers!

( @ask-sheepmc )

I mean, I guess he does. Lmao.

[rurihana]

Bahh bahhh? baah bah baahh?

Sheep translation: Levi are you alright? Something seems off about you..

( @ask-sheepmc )

MC, honey! How nice of you to check in on me. But, you don't have to worry. I was having a bit of a moment a while ago, but things have rapidly improved since! I think I'm much better now.

Aren't you proud of me?

[lucifer-morningst4r]

BAAH! BAH!!! Baaahhh baah bah baahhh bahh BAH baah BAAAHHH!!!

Sheep translation: LUCIFER! HELP!!! I think one of my anons is trying to COOK and EAT ME!!!!

(；´Д`)

- A very distressed @ask-sheepmc

MC? I hope you escaped that Anon quickly.

[c4tan]

Baahh Bahh bah.. baah? (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

Sheep translation: It appears that I might have to punch Lucifer based on how the votes are going on my poll.. How likely am I to survive?(ㆀ˘･з･˘)

( @ask-sheepmc )

MC, please do it. However, it may risk you into being punished by L*cifer.

[cherryblossom-heart]

bahhh bah bahh bahhhhhhhhh bahhhh bah🐑

message sent.

Bah bahhhhhhhh bah bah bahhhhh bah bah bahhhhhhhhhhhh

I’m also fluent in sheep 😉

[devildomsimeon]

Baah bah bah! Baah bahh! Baaahh ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Sheep translation: Please be careful Simeon! There’s a crazy person going around throwing cheese at people! I don’t want you to get hurt ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

( @ask-sheepmc )

Oh my.. Mc! I'm sure I'll be fine!! I'm sure of it.

Hmm.. let's get you taken care of, okay? I can't believe someone's just throwing cheese at others.

[enby-ralsei]

bee bah boo bee bee boh boop bah

real babah bab bahh

[scarlettclownose]

BAHH BGAGSGG GAHHH BAH GSGHHB GAGNJ BBAGHHHH BAHHH HEE HEEE HEE THAT GUY HBAHHH BAHHH GEE

[friendthesheep]

baah. bah bahh baaah bah.

(hello. you know who you are.)