#art from iris
Like father, like son, like axolotl
Collage of the cursed-content witch
With knowledge obtained from forbidden arcane libraries, they decided to use their newly-gained cursed powers for…writing. And delicious onion recipes. Can’t forget about those.
A peaceful day in the countryside…
Onions do not like baths…
Back when I still ate onions on a daily basis, an occasional thing would happen with the onions where, seconds away from the knife, they would shed all the pride they had and stare up at me with the biggest, buggiest, wettest eyes known to onionkind.
Of course, I regrettably still ate them, but the pattern of behavior spread to the rest of the onion crop. Now I prepare onions blindfolded.
I’m not joking.
It’s game over for me if they do this
“Make peace…not onion soup…”
V DAYS OF V DAY 3
Oh dear, what has upset our friend so?
Ever since 2016, I have been haunted by this image.