tkrx:
The butler always did it.
Here’s the source btw…
http://cleveravian.tumblr.com/post/12628333562/some-reaction-images-i-drew-for-a-thread-enjoy
tkrx:
The butler always did it.
Here’s the source btw…
http://cleveravian.tumblr.com/post/12628333562/some-reaction-images-i-drew-for-a-thread-enjoy
Marceline and Finn! Running with the wolves.
You know what’s better than not sourcing art? Mangling the original…but still not bothering to take the artist’s signature out.
Please give credit to the person that actually drew this and don’t ruin their work:
http://cleveravian.tumblr.com/post/16616417455/210b-go-with-me-you-can-watch-me-drawin-this
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Me when the Legend of Zelda Limited Edition 3DS was released.

Me when playing Ocarina of Time again.

Me when thinking that I’ll get to play the Spirit Temple and Shadow Temple all over again.

But then I realize I have to do the Water Temple all over again too…

Assassin’s Creed Revelations, Arkham City, or Skyrim?

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Then I looked over at the top of my TV. 3 uncashed checks of birthday/refund money.
“Welp. Gotta find some place to get this on Monday.”
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Prompt: Tell the story of any object within 10 feet of you.
Free Verse/Prose Poetry
221 words
They’re actually orange Halloween lights. Shh.
A tangle of Christmas lights knows patience. Nothing else in this world knows such patience.
It sits and sits, somehow tightening each day. It waits.
The box is musty. The corners have rotten through. Damp creeps up from the bottom. The basement floods in summer storms, but the lights are safe. The same cannot be said for the angels below. Their linen robes rot.
Finally the air is crisp and the water in the cardboard seizes. Hands lift, decorations tumble. Finally.
Hands pull and prick and untangle. Mouths curse. Plugs come in and out. Testing, then testing again. The bundle joins its brothers. They wait together.
They wait again once they are up. Snow falls softly and melts on their bulbs. The colors on the old strings run, sloughing off into the gutter. They wait for the switch to flick. They wait as they light up the evening. They wait for the switch to flick again and sleep.
They wait after the new year has come and gone. They watch the snow melt and fall again and melt again. They wait until the snow becomes rain.
Hands hastily tangle them again, despite promises. Hands stuff them on top of snow globes and fat little Santas and cookie jars. Wreaths bury them. Then its back to the basement must.
They all wait.