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I find it so cute whenever Rick encourages Morty, he's proud of his grandbaby but would never admit it.
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is the slideshow done? and painfully overwhelmed, yet powerful
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autistics of tumblr do you claim phineas and ferb
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Chapter 2.
She’d cry everyday.
It was raining, and raining, and the heavy drops were hitting the shield over my head, which was my umbrella. I could hear the screams of the people with silver around their necks, running for shelter. The rain was what I lived for—when it melted and when it froze.
They said that when it rained, it was the tears of the Silver Kingdom’s queen. She was a lonesome soul, the strongest woman I’d ever heard of. She raised this kingdom while her good-for-nothing husband sat on the throne. She fought for this kingdom; she made this kingdom. She was as hard as steel and as beautiful as silver. She was locked up in a tower in the sky. It rained every day, and I didn’t need to question why.
The Silver Kingdom was a city of silver. The tall building that shone, the skyscrapers and metal bridges, the click of shoes, and busy streets. The silver signs, the silver crosses, the silver time, and the silver line every time it rained. It was home, but not mine.
This world was divided into two parts: the gold kingdom and the silver kingdom. It was separated by a huge bridge and two gates. The two nations never got along; there was always a fight for power through the generations. No one was right; both were greedy and self-serving. Humans.
The conflict was apparently being put to rest by a wedding. The princess of the Silver Kingdom would marry the prince of the Gold Kingdom in an effort to unite the two kingdoms. Of course, I wouldn’t just be standing by while this happened. I was going to ruin it.
Why? Because for years humans stood above us and sneered at us like we were trash, below them, disgusting. I was going to show them who ruled the world. I would drain them of all their power and stand right on top of their mortal flesh.
How? By impersonating the king, duh.
King Arthur, tall, handsome, and blond, was going to the Gold Kingdom to prepare for his daughter’s wedding. I was going to go in his place,I would pretend to be the king, when really I was just a deranged witch. I had the perfect spell for it.
The spell was a bit tricky and a bit flimsy. In a case of severe emotions being felt by me, the spell would waver and splish splosh, come undone. That was why I had to stay composed, like a bunch of music sheets.
This part was easy. As mentioned before, the king was a dumb blond with a huge second head. His ego was so big, you could have built a throne made entirely of silver with it or a statue of yourself. Which was done. Due to his inflated ego, he walked around unguarded. See? Easy. All I needed to do was capture him, cast the spell, become him, act like him, and hide him away. Easy and not complicated.
I was sitting on this fountain, overflowing, with an umbrella. Waiting for the ever-predictable king. Since it was raining, the streets were quite empty, and the rain was too heavy to see anything. Maybe a lover’s quarrel.
There came King Arthur, standing with his own umbrella. He had a wilted flower in his hand. He looked conflicted, like two birds on a wire. The easy part: I stood behind him, knocked him up, dragged his body to an alley where a single rose grew, and tied him up with the ropes I kept in my expandable pocket. Then I become him by casting the spell, Grimhilde.
From a small teenage boy with black spiky hair to a tall dumb king, magic was amazing, magic was life. Magic was the air I breathed.
I teleported the unconscious simple king to my bedroom in the forest. I’d go check on him, but I had duties to perform. I was king after all.
The castle was, well, a castle. With big, dooming walls made of silver. Guards everywhere, soldiers marching on the expanding steel bridge. And to the side was the tallest tower I’d ever seen—the tower to the sky. It had stopped raining. I wonder if the queen saw.
The tower called for me; it was the energy in the air. I opened the door made of steel, and I started climbing the stairs. Half-way through, I decide to teleport. There at the top were a bird cage, a bell, and a queen.
I walked to the caged queen, and I didn't say a thing. Her silver hair was wrapped around her body, her feet were bare, and her eyes were glass. I had half the mind to bow until I remembered who I was.
She looked at me and said, “Boy, come closer.”
That meant she saw everything. Probably through that hole in the floor. I went closer and bowed.
“Do not bow, you and I; we are the same.” Her voice was like the echo of a bell. I felt every inch of the power she held.
“How so?” I asked because I needed to know how she did it. How did she make it rain?
“You are my kin; that’s why I’m locked up here. Humans are scared of power that’s not theirs.” She explained, and it felt like I was talking to my mother. I was back in her lap while she sang me songs and read me stories. Oh, how love could be so distraught.
She was a witch, like me. For the second time, I felt angry. My body wavered, the spell warning me to stay calm. But, how could I? They locked their own queen up just because she was not the same species. After all she did for them? They would be nothing without her, yet.
The spell came undone, and I cast it again, “Grimhilde.”
I was evil, but not when it came to my own. I was evil; I broke the lock on the cage. I turned to leave, but she called for me: “I know who you are, I know what you want, and all will be well as soon as you let the love in.”
I turned and left.
The throne room was basically a silver cage with windows. The throne was basically a silver chair. I sat, but I did not sleep. I was awaiting the sun rising and the downfall of humanity. The evil in me could not rest.
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why r u burrowing in the floor quilt little boy what is ur deal
#... servant's song ♪#bucket tag#<- gonna use thid for pictures of him#and#coconut tag#<- for our other cat. thats a nickname for her but her actual name is 2 identifiable LOL
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5/9/24
I turned the freakin' frogs clay AND got a wholesale order for them!
#the boys are back in town#and#available in 3 colors#slipcasting#porcelain#handmade#frog#frogs#frogs and toads#potion bottles
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bites u but I have my teeth out
#hell o hadal#hell o pyro#nephalem#and#demon#respectively#hadal is a nephalem and will fight you that hes not an angel or a demon#pyro is a demon tho#bites u
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I think you should first and foremost make things for yourself and not w/ other people in mind, but I think one of the most fun parts of making art w/ a decent audience would be all the little easter eggs and references you could hide in it that people didn't even realise were, until someone stumbles across a source and goes "wait, is this the origin of x ????"
#and#where did the rest of my tags go help I just looked back at this post and it just says and now ???#anyway#And you can put things in that are obviously sampled from elsewhere like toby fox often does and drive people wild w/ speculation#funnier if it Sounds like a sample but is actually original content so people go on a wild goose chase instead#which honestly I think is what's going on w/ ''now's your chance to be a big shot''
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Any normal person when I talk about my hyperfixations:
#rick and morty#rick#and#morty#ouran high school host club#ouran host club#Bird person#birdperson#phoenix person
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i am so fucking tired
#🥩#i Read that so out of context#and was like “i didn’t know you liked me like that???”#BESTIE I AM SO SORRY DO NOT KILL ME#AND
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I’m starting a new job and I’m very excited but also because I have a month off and I’m going to a convention!!! I’m excited 😭
#sab speaks#gonna be honest#my mental health has been awful#and#my old job was pretty terrible#the pay was great#but it was hellish#but yeah I need this
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"those damn towels they prevent us from knowing what's going on" no, fuck you elliotte, you are not entitled to lip read about someone's health.
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Hi, hello! Have u seen this handsome Falin? https://twitter.com/tuuw_/status/1788198139368731113
AAAAA BUNNYTAIL FALIN...
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Ew just had a major crisis??
Realised I changed the colour tone of my phone so my tumblr page wasn’t as cute as I thought because no one else sees it the way I did 😭😭
Fixed it haha just glad I realised
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Honestly, I love how Rick is a pathetic loser instead of the cool badass sigma male that for some reason a part of the fandom sees him as. I just like him better as a pathetic loser and I don't really know why.
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~~i'd apologize for all the avantasia/edguy/ayreon posts but i ain't sorry~~
#i CAN however tag them with#avantasia tag go!#and#ayreon tag go!#so you can banish them to the void#...but you can call me mimi! (ooc)
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