I Very Frequently Think Of The Pines Family Cat From Lost Legends.

i was just watching the owl house with my father and. i thought i would point this out.

you think they were banging on the down low though

fiddtober day 12. poor man is too adhd for coffee

i regret to inform you ive been (kinda) watching rick and morty. this point still 100% stands.

dude ive never even watched rick and morty but like. i look at rick. this complete mess. an alcoholic. apparently a kinda shitty dad i think idk again i never watched it. and i go "yeah. stan would probably hit that."

i have no clue whats going on in uk politics rn but something tells me a third prime minister is about to get his ass kicked by a madman in a flying box..

ok i have another ford headcanon. what? its nwhs birthday still? ohhh. yeaah. this is totally related to that. happy 10 years of ford or whatever. this is definitely for that and i planned this ford pines is a trinket guy. this man has 12 shelves full of just little things. figurines, stickers, posters, prints, pins, magnets, plushies. he has it all. tardis figurines. doctor who posters. star trek posters. mothman plushies. pine trees everywhere. even mcguckets inventions that hes gifted to him (THEYRE MARRIED) are put on display. he loves having stuff to look at. he loves collecting shit. every little gift hes ever received is lovingly placed on a shelf or wall. you cant see out of the back window of that mans car from the amount of stickers and decals (probably to the point where its technically illegal but that never stopped him). you cant trust that man unsupervised in a store because he WILL be making impulsive purchases (or just stealing them. you know his pockets are filled to the brim with random stuff everytime he leaves a place.) he loves it. he loves it so so so so so much. he probably has a fuck ton of piercings and accessories and jewelry too. he loves decorating himself. its so much fun for him are you kidding. stan wears flashy shit for the sake of showing wealth. ford does it for the love of the game.

chat do we want a sad/maybe inconclusive(?) ending or a kinda maybe happy(?) one

going to attempt a fiddleford animation.

whether or not it happens. i don’t know. but ill try maybe

how do i manage to post fiddleford on every day except for friday? i dont know.

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.

i just realized i dont have to stress about having a sona or anything. i can literally just be spleens. like people use pre-existing fictional characters to represent themselves all of the time. i can just use spleens. why the hell not.