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EGAD
Breaking character to tell you guys that, in the span of one (1) weekend, I:
• discovered knightblr
• made a brand new account to post about it
• created a whole prince character
• spent a whole day castle shopping (unsuccessfully btw, may have to draw my own floor plan)
• felt nonstop emotions (re: horny) for a full 72 hours
• tried failed to not spam like/reblog (I’m sowee)
• obliterated my sleep schedule
So there’s that lol
Rare chibi artstyle post, gay butterfly falls in love for the first time
It's my 14 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
That frog from rio 2 could get it
Spider Dreams
My father made a pleasure dome in some mad Victorian fervour
He began with plants and stones until it extended further and further
Beyond crude palisades of hearty piled stones
Near a pansy-shored meander, where a spider makes his home.
‘Tween mossy stone and cloudy bank in a web of gossamer spun
This spider sits awaiting flies until the day is done.
And as he toiled, those piling stones, papa he sought solace
How could that little creature weave, when I struggle with this?
Tend the land, repair the firmament, let wondrous flowers grow
Build for me a magic place where only we might go,
A secret idyll behind the hedge where real and fancy mix,
Where Badgers speak and wear bright clothes and live in huts of sticks.
Appearing roughspun outside, of less than higher craft
Inside you'll find comforts of homely sort, says the badger ‘Egad!’
What creature now fills up my frame
Pray tell me beastie, what on Mars is your name?’
Sputtering ‘Mars! You must be mad
Don't you know your hovel sits at back of dad's pad?’
‘Keep mad for yourself, you impudent wretch.
It’s your imagination requiring stretch.
Look outside the before you see
A barren landscape, devoid of all sea
Dunes of deep crimson, tall pillars of sand
Not a sight of your father through the breadth of this land.’
‘Pray tell me, gentleman badger. Have you seen him pass?
A man a mite shorter, with a moustache and glass
Spectacles hanging upon the crook of his nose
With a watering can, crumbled fags and a length of gnarled hose.’
‘Aye I have seen him.’ The Badger turns rather dour
Bids me sit down on his stool by the flowers.
Pansies in purple, ochre and black,
the kind that my father is so desperate to stack.
‘My chum, some grave news I'm bidden impart
Lo that I could lad, but I must play my part
In telling you grave news, your father we've seen
In fact, quite recently, out here by the stream.’
‘A stream?’ Aghast, I shout with surprise,
‘Here on red Mars? I scarce believe my eyes.’
‘The one of its kind, we call it the Den.’
‘Why - that's my father's name, but of course other men.’
‘By gum you've caught it, good keeping abreast
Indeed it's your father to whom we've addressed
Such tribute to name our sole river for him
We owe much to his spirit, and so to his kin.
I will aid you in finding his rest
Although I must warn he is at far from his best.
Winter of his life has come to an end
Begin Spring in another, somewhere just around the bend.
Alas that bend, the turn is sharp, how long you might trudge on
It curves and curves a thousand miles, and you'll meet another's son
On similar quests for a lost father’s soul
Dragged home for a hug then hidden like moles,
That when reaper arrives a subterfuge would spurn
Send him packing to hades.’ Robes billow as he turns.
Tears in my eyes now, ‘I see your meaning.’
I felt the floor rise, I’m flat to the ceiling
EGAD! And now he's taught himself TO READ. (Not that I discourage it, I'm really quite proud). BUT WOE TO THE FAMILIAR WHICH DOES NOT LET HIS WITCH SLEEP.
Sorry not sorry for this sketch that's been in my head for days.
Now. this may come as a shock to some of you...
But I've actually been a mario fan for more of my life than i have been a sonic fan.