Dentrox - N̷e̷r̷d̷y̷ G̷r̷e̷m̷l̷i̷n̷

I must thank you for delivering such lavish meal. The flavor has been in the war with my taste buds for what would have been an hour.

#seriously, like???? #OMG??? #YOU'RE SO GOOD?? #WHERE'S YOUR ALTAR CAUSE YOU DESERVES AN OFFERING AT LEAST #THE BLOOD ON HIS HANDS??? #THE ARTHUR'S PORTRET BEHIND??? #THE GLOWING EYES??!?? #GOOD GOD

my first offering to the merlin fandom, good god i'm so obsessed. look at what i've done to my boy.

modern-day changeling tales

#hes a mother now how could you

that’s right, he’s a mom now

old man mcgucket stops playing his banjo at 8. nobody really knows why. all they know is that when it’s 8 o clock, he stops playing his banjo and goes inside to work on something else. and when i say “nobody” that includes fiddleford himself. he doesn’t really remember why he can’t play his banjo past 8, but what he does know is that it’s a firm rule. even if there’s nobody there to enforce it, he just knows within himself that he’s not supposed to. so he doesn’t.

sometimes fiddleford looks at his cubix cube. it’s solved, it always is, but something nags at him to check. it feels like it’s supposed to be scrambled, but it’s not. he doesn’t really want to scramble it himself but it’s like a step in the process is gone. he solves it. he leaves it alone. something happens? he comes back to it scrambled. he solves it. but now it just sits off to the side, untouched. it’s confusing.

sometimes fiddleford sees something interesting. he thinks that it would be a perfect gift for someone. but he doesn’t know who that someone is. it’s just a blank where their name should be. but he gets these things anyways. maybe someday he’ll remember who they are and be able to fill in the blanks. give them all of the gifts he’s collected over the years. finally understand who he used to be.

why is it that every time he makes gloves, whether it’s with crochet or leather, they end up with six fingers?

why is it that every time he finds something strange or out of the ordinary, he feels a sense of nostalgia?

why is it that every time he goes exploring into the forest, he feels a sense of something missing?

why is it that he just feels so alone?

the answer is simple.

old man mcgucket is just a crazy hillbilly.

the town kook.

he doesnt know anything.

he can’t be fixed.

just ignore him.

just don’t look at him.

just leave him alone.

well okay

I'm sure all of you heard that idea where villain makes hero choose between their lover and the team/city. And of course in 99% of it hero chooses the team/city. Cause you know, hero and everything.

But you know what I would wanna see?

Where the villain makes hero choose between their team and lover (obviously), but they put hero in live-threating situation.

The villain shows up with the hero team and heros lover as their hostage. And the villain hands hero the gun and is like „to make it out alive, you have to sacrifice someone. Who do you choose?"

And hero WITHOUT HESITATION, shoot's the villain. Like not that the villain will die immediately but still be pretty serious injured.

And then the hero walks to the villain, GRABS THEIR SHIRT TO BRING THEIR FACE CLOSER, and then slowly, distinctly he says:

„Don't you ever make me choose between the people I care about".

Yeah. That's the kind of work I would gladly consume and let my brain rot over.

My masterpiece 🚬🚬🚬🚬

Ford speaks Minecraft enchanting table

follow-up to this saga

Had the idea to the story.

I was busy when it come to my mind and the task was important

So I finished the task and sat down to wrote the idea

I forgot half of it and couldn't remember for shit.

The next day I came up with the other half

It didn't felt so good as the one I forgot so I didn't wrote it down

Now I think it would be actually a good plot twist

I forgot that part as well by now.

.....

Why does it always has to be like that??!?