#john dancing

[kasprsketch]

FATHER WARD BREAKIN IT DOWNNNNNN

[zlinkiez]

Aren't We All Dancing With the Dark? (available as a print or sticker! 💚)

My first Malevolent Fanart, and it will not be the last! I adore their dynamic so much.

Halfway through I realized what I intended to be Arthur was eerily similar to my Jonathan Sims. What can I say, I guess my subconscious decided all Eldritch podcast men are the same. 🤷 Moving forward I'll give Arthur a more distinguishable design. So for the time being, this is Schrodinger's Jon/Arthur- enjoy!

[sawthoone]

the composers waltz: leyendecker advert study

[anticidic]

PSA to go watch the stage plays, you'll never regret it

[godwaltz]

"but that's all changed since we've been like one"

[novaspac3]

An Arthur + John doodle while I work on other projects </3

[kbsd]

bucky egan // "free" by florence + the machine

the feeling comes so fast and i cannot control it i'm on fire, but i'm trying not to show it

[lanialania00]

Los vaqueros y el 141 en el jaripeo

[gomzdrawfr]

GO GO GO

[lyeofhell]

*taps mic* it’s 2004. you’re at the club, 3 drinks in and grinding on a guy named John to freak-a-leek. he’s got one large hand curled around your throat, and every so often he cranes his neck downwards to press his lips to your temple and whisper how sexy you are. his other hand splays on your plush tummy, moving down with force and pushing, urging you to arch and press your ass against his crotch. and when you do John follows your every sway, his muscled front smushes tightly to your back, and he grinds and grinds and grinds himself against the fat of your ass. you close your eyes and let him move your hips against him as he pleases, blindly reaching a hand backwards to hold onto his nape as he murmurs things like “gorgeous”, “s’fucking perfect”...oh and he’s getting antsy now, a couple eager fingers inching under the hem of your skirt to squeeze the meat of your thigh, and when you twirl your hips just right, a few growls puff against your temple - praise. you want to touch him, need to touch him, and with your other hand, you softly grab onto his wrist. John hears you, squeezes your neck just a little tighter, and starts kissing down your cheek. time is simpler.

[classichorrorblog]

Stephen King's IT (1990)

[tavolgisvist]

Sean O'Mahony: John and Paul pretended to quarrel for the camera, although nothing of the sort happened (Trentham Gardens, 11 October 1963, Beatles Monthly Book)

I suggested they celebrate with a pillow fight—like the one George had mentioned. John immediately shot it down: “No. It’ll make us look silly.” But I kept my eye on John, who started slinking off. And just as I lifted my camera, John sneaked up behind Paul and pow, whacked him in the head with a pillow. Paul’s drink went flying, and they were off. They went at it. Quite vicious, letting off steam. If one went down, the others would pile on, like dogs fighting over a scrap of meat. Paul was smacked down, dazed, and John went right behind him, bang. Back and forth. Paul got the worst of it.

(Harry Benson for VanityFair, 17Jan 2024)

gif by @sgtpeppers

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[tojisun]

the thing with price is that he offers you the bird cage or the collar, wordless, almost, and just waits until you finally put it on. until the lock clicks. and it’s… never been a choice, truly, not when he’s imposing and big and—

but he waits for you to take. to be the one to reach out.

he dangles the leash like an offering and you—

oh, how you curl like you’ve been waiting for this.

(or something something john price’s obsession will be mutual, one way or another something something.)

[weirdlookindog]

John Franklin (19th century) - The Dance of Death, 1841

illustration for W. H. Ainsworth’s 'Old St. Paul's: A Tale of the Plague and the Fire' (London: Parry, Blenkharn & Co., 1847)

[callsign-coolsquirrel]

they got to hang out again

[mangoshibi]

My girl like candy, a candy treat!!