So I Understand That Editing Out Markiplier Could Be Hard, But Because You Haven't, It Seems Like It

So I understand that editing out Markiplier could be hard, but because you haven't, it seems like it could be very much likely that in that universe Jon Sims IS Markiplier. I'm this universe of TMA, while he's running away from the horrors he also has the side job of being one of the most famous YouTubers ever, and that none of his Archival Staff knew (this is especially funny when thinking of Tim)

I See Your Truth, And In It I See Your Beautiful

Poem by me, the-algid

I want you to look in the mirror, see the truth, and in that truth realize your beautiful.

I get how you can think some of your features aren't pretty, but its laughable how you can let society make you believe you're nothing less than the definition of beauty.

I see your face as you laugh, as you smile, as you frown, as you cry, as you fear, as you love, I see your truth, and I see you're beautiful.

I don't believe you haven't listened to malevolent

being in the tma fandom, i also see a lot of posts about malevolent. and like…. what do yall got going on over there. sometimes i will see the most heart shattering displays of intimacy between two people who have blurred the lines of devotion so far its hard to tell where love and betrayal and trust are different and sometimes its some fuckass demon going OH ARTHUR. OH THERE IS A CREATURE ARTHUR. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. ITS LARGE AND SCARY ARTHUR AND ITS GOING TO KILL YOU. OH MY GOD!!!

John needs some self-loathing as a treat, Arthur is hoarding it all/j he needs moments of him thinking he's a irredeemable monster as well.

john breakdown when?

Wtf are the police supposed to do with both bombs? Throw them at minorities?

omfg why

I like Eat Your Young much more than Cannibal, die hard Hozier fan, but Eat Your Young is a Slaughter song, it's about the consequences of war, and how you can justify war.

Battle of the Fear Bands B3R2: The Flesh

Eat Your Young:

“Being in horrible circumstances turns you into a monster as well.”

Cannibal:

Lyrics below the line!

Eat Your Young:

I'm starving, darling Let me put my lips to something Let me wrap my teeth around the world Start carving, darling I wanna smell the dinner cooking I wanna feel the edges start to burn Honey, I wanna race you to the table If you hesitate, the getting is gone I won't lie, if there's something to be gained There's money to be made, whatever's still to come Get some Pull up the ladder when the flood comes Throw enough rope until the legs have swung Seven new ways that you can eat your young Come and get some Skinning the children for a war drum Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns It's quicker and easier to eat your young You can't buy this fineness Let me see the heat get to it Let me watch the dressing start to peel It's a kindness, Highness Crumbs enough for everyone Old and young are welcome to the meal Honey, I'm making sure the table's made We can celebrate the good that we've done I won't lie, if there's something still to take There is ground to break, whatever's still to come Get some Pull up the ladder when the flood comes Throw enough rope until the legs have swung Seven new ways that you can eat your young Come and get some Skinning the children for a war drum Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns It's quicker and easier to eat your young

Cannibal:

Looking for a cavern A place where she can stay Waiting for the darkness When she leaves obsessed to make her way to me Because it's getting to the time when she will need to feed And I am the willing victim of a cannibal She rips out my bones just like I'm an animal And right when I'm feeling like my blood is drained She calls it a game But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable I'm not the only one that she has come to see Dig up the skeletons of men who thought that they would be the one like me Like they could be the ones to make her believe But for now I am the willing victim of a cannibal She rips out my bones just like I'm an animal And right when I'm feeling like my blood is drained She calls it a game But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable Hiding in corners, disguised She's a phantom, a glimmer inside She keeps on feeding while I am conceding So please, won't you tear me open wide? I am the willing victim of a cannibal She rips out my bones just like I'm an animal And right when I'm feeling like my blood is drained She calls it a game But the wound that she leaves is unmistakable