#knife swallowing

[biblioklept]

Plagiarism

Summer of ’99 In the summer of 1799, John Cummings, a 23-year old American sailor, crewed on a ship to France. The Mountebank’s Nefarious Influence Stationed there, he witnessed a mountebank pretending to swallow knives in a circus near Havre de-Grace. An Astonishing Claim The sailors returned to the ship after the show was over; most had had too much to drink that night. While discussing the…

[wild-solovei]

Apollonia Saintclair, L'avaleuse de sabre

[chilpilled]

he was never sent another fairy again

[cosmodynes]

sketch portraits for kofi subscribers (2/10)

i closed the knife carby club last nov but as a thank you for the kindness and support i've been (slowly) doing request sketches for patrons so i'll be posting those in batches!

[noodlecankilljod]

have i ever posted my list of what circus specialties i think characters in the locked tomb would have?

no? okay yay!! now you get to see it

person | skill

gideon | sword swallower, strongman, stage combat

harrow | Silks, hand balancing

ianthe | contortionist, silks

corona | flyer in partner acro, flying trap

pal | diabolo, juggling, hand balancing

cam | acrobat, trampoline

babs | static trapeze

dulcie | hula hoops, sling

pro | clown, base in acro

jeanmarrie | rola bola, hoop diving

isaac | cyr wheel

abigail | Sling, Chinese pole

magnus | Stilt walking

column | Knife target

silas | Knife thrower

judith | german wheel, teeterboard

marta | rope, german wheel

crux | old Stage manager

ortus | Unicycle, slight of hand

aglamaine | fire swallower, animal tamer

Teacher | Stage manager (canaan house)

jod | stage manager (mithreum)

[fascinationstreetmp3]

making a little freak gf for orin was such a good idea

[nagareboshiko]

kiss on nose

@tosxah aftermath of the booping day

She blinks. Once. Twice. Suss tender behaviour, but maybe her nose hurts less now.

"Your nose," her index boops the tip of his "it looks red too." she has to raise her heels off the ground, pull at his jacket to meet her halfway to leave a quick peck on his nose.

"Cured, you're welcome."

[saetoru]

do u guys recognize me in the tags from my dividers. like is that just a register in ur head like oh !! those red and pink gradient dividers !! that’s tee the girlie !!

[arsenicflame]

what symbols/motifs do you associate each of the OFMD characters with? preferably a different one for each character, and something simple!

(ie izzy with swallows & spades, stede with lighthouses, etc etc etc)

[metanarrates]

(in the voice of a guy who already knows the answer to this question) favorite princess? favorite princess (insert preferred honorific here)

very predictably it's the thorn. she's got betrayal she's got romance she's got a flower motif she's got the ability to break an eternal cage of cyclical violence by choosing to trust each other. route that was tailor made to appeal to ME

[yaburnaee]

one day i’ll meta about az’s shadows

[empressofmankind]

I know guys usually say this about girls but - the damn clown is so cute when he's upset.

I wanna smush his schmink and poke and pester that overblown ego of his into a balloon animal.

[felixravinstills]

i actually would love to know what it's like to enjoy the mentors without turning into an unhinged, sadistic weirdo every time I think about them....

[the-gayest-tree-you-ever-did-see]

sometimes i feel so silly because im much happier and healthier now than i was in my whole life and will continue to get better over time but unfortunately its slightly cold and breezy outside so my brain is like kill myself? kill myself time? killy myselfy? kill self? pretty please go to heaven fast pass? verb of die? kill?? myself??? and its like im clearly not going to kill myself but damn me if my brain is not absolutely ready for the possibility

[dirt-str1der]

Self shipping is always the morally correct thing to do

[nagareboshiko]

The night of the Halloween party had come. Ajax was looking forward to any kind of distraction, if he could be honest. Since their last encounter, things had just kept going... wrong. Which was was terribly out of the ordinary and out of character for him. His mind became occupied with her during class as well as outside, he was getting his arse handed to him during practice, and at the gym anything that could go wrong did- forgetting to put the pin in the right whole so he accidentally punched himself in the face doing pull downs, forgetting to put the clamp on the bar so all the weights fell off when he pushed his usual reps... Even just using a punching bag became a ridiculous chore when the seam tore and the cheap thing fell apart only for him to reset with another and the chain broke. That doesnt even get into the physical altercation he got into with one of his teams friends who wouldnt shut up about him being ginger on bad week gone worse... This guy just had this asshole persona, he was asking for it really. Luckily he hadnt been reported or hed be looking at potentially loosing his schoolarship. Needless to say the last 2 weeks had been a struggle. Like his mind went from being occupied by thoughts of Lumine, how she was, what she doing- to being haunted by her. Even sleep became a chore (which was probably exacerbated by being thrown off in his usual routine), he'd stare at his phone and decide not to message her, for once unsure what to say. Jacking off did little to help him either, usually just frustrating him more. So at least he had tonight to just drink and act like a dumb frat boy... That didn't stop the recurring thought of texting her. Was she going? Probably, it was being held at the same student bar they met. What if she didn't? Well he could just drink and try his best not to think about her for one night. Was that actually going to happen? He knew that absolutely would not be the case. Because he was stood infront of his bathroom mirror dressed in a toga, gold wreath head band and scandals (matching with the rest of the team) with the nice bruise on his cheek from the fight a few days ago, looking at his phone like an idiot. His fingers had worked of their own accord it would seem, the unsent message in the type bar of their chat. "Heading to the party, u coming?"

His thumb hovered over the send but before he could, he got a message from the team group chat about them being there already. His message to Lumine went unsent, he left his phone on the sink top and headed out the door. Who knows, maybe if he saw her there it'd be fate? Delusional...

Unprompted ask from my fave person ever @tosxah

Life seemed to have taken another stall; lectures had become heavier due to the upcoming exams, however nothing major seemed to be happening in the last past weeks. At least everything that came after that movie evening meet up they had.

And talking about him, Ajax had also disappeared. Her eyes would linger towards the screen of her phone at least once a day, between classes, her part time job and her studying, but his name never appeared in any of the notifications she would receive.

She guessed he must be busy as well, or he had already lost some kind of interest in whatever he had been chasing her for in the past months. Despite the way he had looked at her that evening. And the way he had held her face. And the words he had pronounced that in any other occasion she would have gagged at how ridiculously cheesy they were- Ugh. This guy was giving her so many mixed signals that caused her a major headache 99% of the time, even when he wasn't around.

Anyway, she had a Halloween party to attend. A really fun party indeed. Or at least she repeated that to herself many times as she changed into her custome.

Her head tilted to the side, staring at her reflection in front of her: she had promised Amber to wear some kind of matching outfit, and so she opted for the mouse when asked to choose an animal that would make sense next to her own outfit.

Black leather was hugging her body perfectly; a crop top held by crossed strings around her neck to create almost a star shaped figure on her chest. Leather shorts were visible from the fabric that was opened on both sides of her thighs, revealing her slender legs. Slutty but classy, and at last the headpiece: she placed the headband on her head, two grey mouse ears the only sign to reveal that she was supposed to be a mouse that night.

After a small twirl in front of the mirror to make sure everything was put together, Lumine finally made her way out with her roommates to the party.

She had not been at the student bar since the party of summer celebration, even entering the place somehow felt... Different. There was no lighthearted feelings she carried like usual, no mindset to just- party and have fun. Somehow a small amount of anxiety seemed to have seeped in her veins, her eyes getting adjusted to the different lights flashing and colours of costumes blazing in her view.

It wasn't the easiest to make her way around, already crowded as it was, but after a wiggle or too she was able to drag herself towards the bar, lose Amber and Mona on the way, asked twice was she dressed as and two times pointed at her the ears on her head.

And no ginger head seemed to be around. Not like she had been looking around for it anyway. Being short could a disadvantage anyway, or a blessing depending on the situation.

With skills she had learnt in years of training, she snuck in between people to get closer to the counter, the poor baristas trying to do their best to keep up with the orders. And as she always did, she stretched herself on her tiptoes to lean on the counter to get more advantage and get noticed. Fuck it, she was going to be the happiest mouse in that party and drink to her heart's content.