imagine ..,.

bad imagine’s for fgo motes art

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imagine mozart as a sexy vampire. He does a fake european accent even though he is already austrian.

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imagine you startle mozart when he’s drinking tea and he does an exaggerated spit take directly into salieri‘s face

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imagine mozart playing pokémon Sword on the switch while you watch him. every time he encounters a wild pokemon he forces you to name it, regardless of whether he catches it. he will not allow you to repeat names.

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imagine mozart calls everything you do an “epic win.” you confront him about his sarcasm and he says he just wanted to make you smile :(

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imagine mozart trying to make s’mores in the microwave but leaving the marshmallows in there for an eternity and after swelling up very large they shrink into hardened desiccated husks which he valiantly attempts to convince you are “just fine”

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imagine mozart wants to give you a little kiss :)

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imagine mozart finally fucking snapping on you fools

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imagine mozart just going irreversibly apeshit

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is there a medal i can give you for this tag? like the nobel peace prize or something?

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imagine mozart reacting to you having jaundice and all he says is “mmMMMMMMMmmmMMMmmMMMmMMMMMmMMM.” you’re waiting for the “sumanai” but it never comes

[badmozartimagines]

imagine mozart finally fucking snapping on you fools

[badmozartimagines]

imagine mozart just going irreversibly apeshit

[badmozartimagines]

imagine mozart finally fucking snapping on you fools

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imagine mozart lamenting having written a popular text post on tumblr.com

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imagine mozart wrote you a concerto for christmas, but he insists that in order for you to receive it as a gift, he needs to stuff an entire orchestra under your home christmas tree

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imagine mozart doing an hour of stretches and wind-ups in order to smack his own ass for a joke that takes approximately thirty seconds to deliver

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imagine matching with mozart on tinder. you set up a date, and he arrives at your house in a monster truck. to get your attention, he honks his horn, which plays “la cucaracha” at such a blistering volume that car alarms throughout your neighborhood turn on.

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imagine mozart throwing his underwear onstage at a heavy metal concert. they’re old fashioned knickers. how did he get them off so quickly