B u c k e t

John saw this atheist man that is so deeply troubled by religion and cults and his choice was to create something that Arthur absolutely despises from the very pieces of him and that in all honesty is very poetic and also just a huge gut punch.

My first thought was he did it out of spite and revenge, but who is to say that it was not out of a twisted sense of worship? Out of despair and guilt and the longing to curl up inside of the deepest part of Arthur again and to simply be with the one person he had grown so attached to?

The worst part was John didn't even know if his Arthur was dead, all what he knew was the Arthurs that he found were not the same and from all the pain he erected a building that he actively would sit in.

Think about it, how many cathedrals also are the throne room? John desperately wanted out and so far Arthur had been the only person to provide that way.

Emily died at his attempt to escape, Arthur was the only one that survived so far and a literal piece of himself, the king he once used to be, rejected him and sent him back to the hell that he barely escaped for a few months at best.

As cruel as John seems for killing every version of the person he cared for and even sacrificed himself for to make sure Arthur would get back to earth I just think this speaks about just how desperate John was and how afraid he was of being without his version of Arthur.

I’d swoon.

Arthur: Ah my foot is killing me today

John: Oh yeah that'll be your right medial cuneiform

Arthur:

John (sheepishly): Every alternate Arthur's right foot had a slightly deformed medial cuneiform

Arthur:

I love living my irl life stealth until someone looks at my incredibly transgender art and I out myself and die a little inside. Maybe I'll reblog this with an explanation later, but rn I trust Tumblrs ability to look at something with nuance.