#the 3 stooges

[cocoabubbelle]

[floridaboiler]

MIght be a repeat

[holy-shit-comics]

[ricklondoncartoons]

Slow Mo by @ricklondoncartoons & Gifts

[redridcr]

smiles

Red has a smile that always slips to the side of his mouth. Relaxed. As open as his heart.

Charlie smiles the least. It's entirely truthful when he finally does. Gleaming. Mostly top teeth and as rare as him telling a lie.

Tahno doesn't smile. He sneers.

[yesokayiknow]

the implication that the doctor can hear non diagetic music means the fact that they can't recognise the master is even funnier. babe this mysterious stranger is not your new bestie there is a minor chord playing right now

[stupittmoran]

Larry: "here's his toupee, I filed it under D" Moe: "Why did you file it under D?" Larry: "It had dandruff"

[jim-fetter-illustrations]

The 3 Stooges.....

[f-arelos]

how to be a dog

hozier - it will come back / the monkey man (2024) / the stooges - i wanna be your dog / valeria tentoni - yo me saco esto que traigo (tr. james a. surges) / phoebe bridgers - moon song / @tapeworrmart / natalie wee - least of all / sir edwin henry landseer - the faithful hound / andrew kane - how to be a dog / @thegirlhoodtheory

[windmillgirl]

been a while since i drew them all together

[musickickztoo]

Dave Alexander  *June 3, 1947

[holy-shit-comics]

[sracha]

does anyone know where i can buy these amiibo cards

[fistfuloflightning]

”Go get Mu-shishu now,” were Luo Binghe’s first words when she entered. It was clear he couldn’t go himself: he was practically wrapped around Ming Fan’s shaking figure, keeping his thrashing limbs pinned down. And everywhere there was so much blood.

“What happened?” she breathed, fishing out a communication talisman and imbuing it with qi, watching it crumble to ash. Mu Qingfang would—hopefully—get it and come to Qing Jing Peak with all haste. But now all they could was wait.

“Qi deviation,” Luo Binghe said shortly. “I found him like this, and I—I don’t know what to do.” His voice stuttered and for the first time he sounded unsure. Ning Yingying was suddenly terrified. How much blood could he lose?

Ming Fan shuddered and pressed his face into Luo Binghe’s shoulder. “Mu-shishu will be here,” Ning Yingying whispered, reaching out to stroke his tangled, bloodied hair. She ached to see him like this.

Luo Binghe’s head was bowed over him and she could see the way his arms tightened around Ming Fan. Everything had changed with Shizun’s death—and the three of them had been left spinning in circles, no longer sure of where they stood with the peak, with each other. Shizun had been what had bound them together—for good or bad—and now he was gone. So she could only imagine what was going through her shidi’s mind, holding someone he had hated and who had hated him in return, and trying to keep him from dying. They were navigating uncharted waters, uncertain of what waited for them.

“Mu-shishu will come.” It sounded less like reassurance and more like a prayer.

[kurayamineko]