#Beast of burden

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[neonghostlights]

That’s it I’m putting fuckboy!werewolf!Eddie in a crop top

[tomicscomics]

12/30/2022

JESUS TAKES THE WHEEL!!! The finale of my short "Road to Bethlehem" story arc.  The Holy Family has finally escaped the traffic jam.  Now it's smooth sailing for the rest of their lives, right?

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Thanks for following along with this Christmas story arc!  It was a simple one, but sometimes the simpler stories are the simplest!  I realize now that I’ve done some kind of story arc around the Christmas/New Year time for the past three years.  First was the “Flight to Egypt” (remember how I was doing that for, like, half a year?), then came John the Baptist's “Swimming Lessons”, and now we have the “Road to Bethlehem”.  Time sure does fly.  I like story arcs, but I also like making cartoons about readings and saints that are relevant to each week.  Maybe if I can do double the cartoons more often, I can do both!  We’ll have to see what the new year brings!

[cosmoglass]

I wonder if Letesenbet Gidey is ready for The Olympics.

[soulmusicsongs]

Beast Of Burden - Donald Byrd (A New Perspective, 1964)

[hippography]

Thessaloniki (formerly Salonica), Greece: pack ponies with Indian Transport Corps soldiers.

DATE: 1914/1918.

DESCRIPTION

Transport of food and supplies over Salonica mountains by Indian Transport Corps

REPOSITORY: Wellcome Collection

LOCAL IDENTIFIER: V0030362

[wereplant]

Made this root beast for Turnip 28 out of a plastic donkey, dinosaurs bits, a toy palm tree and milliput. I’m thinking he might be part of the fungivorous herd cult.

[faccaldo]

Am I hard enough? Am I rough enough? Am I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see

All I want is you to make love to me

I need no fussing I need no nursing Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be

[higherpowerbook]

inspired by @fuckingwhateverdude

based on beast of burden by rolling stones

[aboutoriginality]

Beast Of Burden (Remastered 1994)

[notmuchtoconceal]

Yo, bro.

When you're talking to a dogboy, phrase everything like a quest.

Not a task, a quest. A quest is a task with a mythos.

It will teach the dogboy to engage with his literary sensibility from the boots up. It will compel him to think out the mechanics and the logistics of the task more deeply by netting it in a shroud of intrigue.

If you look back, you might notice this was a dominant literary mode for centuries. You send the dogboys out lookin for the holy grail, you tell em they're lookin for a cup, cause they don't know what lookin for enlightenment looks like. They know what a cup is, though.

A magic cup. Maybe the magic cup was enchanted by the Josh's spit like that magic spear was enchanted by the Josh's blood.

The Josh is the ultimate dogboy. The Josh is crowned in thorns and tied up dead and naked to a tree, lashed and welted in his psychic pain aura.

The Josh is a radiant mind of the world, from which all light and grain emerges in a paradoxical unity of give and take, receive and deceive.

Dogboy's gonna go around lookin for that cup, thinkin real good, makin all sorts of connections, and then he's gonna realize -- holy shit, bro!

It's not about my mother-sister's warm hot fertile cunt and how she can bring me back to life after I nut in her, it's like -- that scene in the Last Crusade where you pick the old bronzed dimmed and subtly lustrous antique cup over the big shiny bejeweled cup cause Our Lord Josh was a Humble Servant of the Lord Himself... bro that's like...

Is it like half the story or is it a further obfuscation? Are people gonna come away from that thinkin like ... aw, damn. I got this all wrong. I gotta be lookin at like ... old dingy worn out shit instead of pretty, shiny, shimmering, googling like ... shit that screams "touch me".

Bro, why's it asking to be touched so bad, bro?

It gonna hit me with its venom?

Then it's like... bro, you gotta realize. Who cares what other people do?

If other people haven't yet learned that their desires are an expression of their values (or lackthereof) it's not your place to teach em.

Still got to much left to teach yourself, bro.

Just smack your forehead, explain all your reasoning to big bro, and be like "bro, am i a dumbass, be honest, please? i dunno the truth from lies?"

to which he'll be like "yeah, lil bro you're a dumbass. you ever stop and wonder why your dick gets hard when i call you a dumbass?

it's cause you're so smart not to run and accept it. more you accept and call yourself a dumbass, smarter you're gonna be, lil bro."

and it's like ... damn, bro.

Fuckin preach.

[skaylanphear]

Beast of Burden

Summary: When Ladybug and Chat Noir finally catch Monarch—revealing him to be Gabriel Agreste, no less—they learn the truth about many things. About him, his wife, and the unnatural means by which the couple recreated their dead son using the power of the peacock miraculous. Though Ladybug can’t figure out why Chat Noir is taking the news so hard, she’s still relieved to have finally won. After so long, she and Chat can rest easy. Yet, as the court case against Gabriel Agreste progresses, Chat grows continually more distant.

Meanwhile, Marinette’s civilian life is suffering similarly, as Adrien is also pulling away—from her and all their friends. Marinette’s worries for him grow with each passing day, seemingly in tandem with her concerns over Chat.

Chat and Adrien are the two loves of her life and both seem to be slipping through her fingers.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

"Adrien?" Pushing her way through the bedroom door, Ladybug cast a quick look around. The glare of active police lights flashed across the massive windows—as if the house was entirely surrounded—and clashed considerably with the darkness otherwise. Not even the moon and stars shone beyond the glare, the shadows near suffocating.

Sitting at the end of the bed to Ladybug's right was a single figure. He was hunched, elbows on his knees and hands clenched tight.

Chat Noir was nowhere to be seen. Had he left Adrien all alone?

Though she'd called out to him, Adrien didn't respond, leaving her to cautiously sidle further into the room.

"Is Chat Noir here?" Ladybug asked some seconds later, trying to sound as gentle as possible.

"He… had to go," Adrien finally replied, his voice gruff and strained. "One of the police officers or something called him away."

"Oh…" Fidgeting from one foot to another, Ladybug eventually found the gumption to move closer. She wanted to take a seat beside Adrien, to comfort him or hug him or something, but before she could—

"Please, don't," Adrien said quietly, stopping her in her tracks. "I'm alright."

A lie—that couldn't be possible.

"I just wanted to come check on you," Ladybug said. "Did Chat Noir explain… what's happening?"

"Yes."

"Right…"

"You really don't need to stay here. Like I said, I'm fine."

"Adrien…"

Read Here

[drmonkeysetroscans]

Ride it.

[asdaricus]

great reptiles in the City of Brass

[revenantpoet]

Beast of Burden: Chapter 11 of 15 - The Escape

A VegasPete Beauty and the Beast poetry-style AU

Excerpt:

Bit by bit I shatter

Everything I thought would support me Everything I thought was unbreakable Breaks

It feels like my ribs are cracking From the pressure and the writhing Of a heart I had thought dead Brought back to life just to be shattered

But the worst part? Of being abandoned, betrayed, rejected? I understand it

I know who he is I know this was the true monster that lurked in him Not of himself But of his father The same creature that lurks inside me

And I know that I, of all people Couldn't change that

Keep reading on…

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