Sometimes Life Hits You In The Head With A Brick. Don’t Lose Faith.

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how did that happen?

Favourite thing: When a character finds out just how badly someone they care about has suffered and you can see the immediate shift from shock/horror into a fierce, protective anger.

I couldn't get the idea out of my head and I don't care if anyone has done this before honestly so BEHOLD

A SHITPOST inspired by that one fsr rambles post

wound up turning it off because she got bored. It was fun while it lasted lmao

my little sister is playing wind waker and I might just live-blog her considering I have to read what everything is saying for her anyways.

I had a dream last night about a little pale demon-looking boy who had a faint glow about him that made him sparkle in sunlight and made him easy to see at night. He helped out on my mom's permaculture farm by taking care of the ducks (irl there are only 6 at the moment, but in the dream there were 20 or 25), taking them down to the river and back up to do their job acting as a environmentally-safe pesticide for the crops.

He was so assiduous about his job that at one point- when a big truck was driving through and didn't seem to notice/care about the ducks in the road and was gonna run them all over -the kid rammed a car like a fucking goat to protect them, and gently explained (through writing because he was mute), to "please watch out for the ducks and sorry about your car I'll fix the dent in it."

People put a "ducks crossing" signs along the side of the road to mark where on the road between the river and driveway to the permaculture farm he would travel almost daily with the ducks. To prevent future accidents.

He was the cutest little duck shepherd he even had a little spiraly crooked staff that he used to give the ducks a boost if they needed one while walking up the hill and would use to to heard them in the right direction. He even had a whistle that would call them over to him and a whistle that he used to say "danger, don't walk further!" and he didn't even work for money, just head pats and homemade bread. He lived in the little play-shack we have on the hill and helped mom with farm-chores but was scared of the dogs because they were big and he was worried they would thing his tail was a play-thing and bite it.

... I'm gonna draw him. I need more people to see this cute little pale moonlit baby that took on a car just fine but is scared to take on a dog.

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

unmute

tfw you vividly remember a moment in which you thought "this moment is going to pass into a memory, and will one day be far behind me."

I'm 17 at the time of posting this.

I was 2 when I thought of that.

I have a dragon inside of me who is very concerned for the cracking I can hear from my jaw almost constantly while I talk.

That dragons voice is almost completely spoken over by the three gremlins and a duck in a trenchcoat that think my jaw cracking to the beat of whatever song I'm singing is utterly hilarious.

Quiz:

https://uquiz.com/quiz/faWzbW/vibe-check-but-oddly-specific

what I got: Gremlin (affectionate)

You are so chaotic and I would 100% come to you with my worst ideas for approval! I would love to take you to my family events with absolutely no warning and see what happens. Beyond that I'd love to attend YOUR family events to find out what made you this chaotic. You remind me of my two best friends in the whole world and your crazy streak is fantastic (don't let anyone tell you differently). I know you don't deal with emotional conflict very well but know I believe in you and you'll get through aything that comes your way. Gasslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss baby, you're the best.