#Twig thoughts

[cruilty-ink]

Pride month!! Woohoo!!

*does gay lil dance*

[cruilty-ink]

What do you get when you search up twigcore?

Ya get memes

@apollothesunrat @justmesadlysry @diona-98 @kiwi-smug-silvalina @oneshortlove @tomatoshapedstars

aesthetic tag game

search your name + core on pinterest. Post six pictures, tag six people. I wasn't tagged but this seems like fun

Uhh tags:

@cloudxxiii @hiyokoplushie @fangomango

@vicaridoo @noodlesuoup @squ1dteeth

If you didn't want to be tagged I'll remove it once I see that you asked

[bu99erfly]

NO BROKE BOYS (2024) TINASHE, dir. Aerin Moreno

[blaithnne]

I don’t think Twig grows up to be as big of a deerfox as his parents because it would honestly be pretty inconvenient. One thing about Twig is he CANNOT be too big to sleep in Hilda’s bed, I simply will not allow it.

[fzjp]

Here coooomes Torbeeeeeeek

Featuring a close up of Torbek's resting sad face, his sideview (+ Frost), and the bagel vine with Twig and Gorebek ✨️✨️

[camthecatchameleon]

ah i can finally post these

also all of these were drawn before i caught up to the most recent episode (49) so if anything i've drawn is overly close to existing art i'm sorry but i straight up would not have known smiley face uhhhhhh anyways

^ i dont know that the fuck was wrong with my but i did this with a 1px lineart.

source: this post

below: a bunch of doodles in my (digital) latin textbook

also: a bunch of notebook doodles during japanese school yes i have a problem

[cheesuschrist-iii]

One of my favourite things about Once Upon a Witchlight is that half the party are just not good people. I’m sorry but Kremy is just a fucking bitch. I love him tho. Gideon has anger issues and would kill a man for Kremy. Mostly I just love morally grey characters especially because as a party they keep ending up doing good as a whole.

It’s also easy to forget that the origins of their adventure were selfishly motivated because they were in debt.

Also out of all of them the most morally inclined is a depressed wet cat and morning “I have trained my mind in order for me to choose the most logical option in any situation” Frost.

I also do think they’re developing better morals and are unintentionally bettering themselves as people.

Mostly I just love that Frost and Gricko will be like we have to help these people and Kremy will be like do we thooo. And then they do.

[incorrect-upon-a-witchlight]

Frost: My crush isn’t picking up on my hints.

Twig: What hints have you given them?

Frost: Well, I think about him a lot.

Frost: And sometimes I even think about talking to him.

[royalarchivist]

Mike talks about how cool it is having various people from different cultures in the same community, and how that's something he really liked about QSMP!

[eros-heartache]

Notes on The Crow 2024 from someone who's opinion doesn't matter. (me)

[iguessyouregonnamissthepantyraid]

THERE ARE TINY FIGS SPROUTING FROM MY BABY FIG TREE. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. TINY FIGS. ON MY BABY FIG TREE. TINY. LITTLE BABY FIGS ON MY LITTLE BABY FIG TREE

[cruilty-ink]

Head can no hat Donnie can summon mystic hands like the ones on his spider shell.

He can also summon multiple of them.

[il3x]

WHEN MY HEAD BEGINS TO FALL APART-

I KILL MY BRAIN AND TRUST MY HEART!

i heard you lot liked twigs :>

[sincerely-sofie]

*Skitters up to you on all fours and drops this in your lap, then scrambles up the walls and onto the ceiling and immediately falls asleep*

Comic time! Lucky wakes up in the middle of the night and has a chat with Sen in this one.

[blaithnne]

My daughter’s new pet is half deer, half fox. They tumble over each other, racing through the valley, their rhythm imperfect, she is human after all. Half human, half something I can’t quite recall,

I don’t know him      well, his fur is soft and smooth. Little antlers,  tiny twigs on his brow. Hoofs like       black pinpricks, needles     through fabric. At night he howls at nothing, he doesn’t quite know why.

His fur is soft and smooth     , morning snow, untrampled, unbothered. Black spots     speckled by the bane of his tail,     an old scar from something he can’t quite recall.

I don’t know him very well. He runs an endless trail past the river with my daughter, in two step tandem, they’ve learned to act as one. Half human, half deerfox, half nothing      at all.

He looks at me, sometimes, with ink black     misty eyes. He licks my hand, leans his head on my palm, as if the weight of the world is held by the little twigs on his brow.

I am so far away from home, he says. I will never see my mother again. She is so far away, I am here. I am all that there is,        , anywhere, of me.

You understand me, he says. We’re the same,     brothers. Half deer, half fox. Half human, half something you can’t quite recall.

We walk in two step tandem, Two parallel lines that touch without knowing. We have     never met. We have known each other our whole lives.

We’re the same, like brothers, he says. You understand    , he says, and I don’t know why but         I do.

I can’t                        recall. The ' something     I’m  missing. The bridge between me, and all that there is.

I am all I can’t recall. I am the tear      left unstitched. Half human, half nothing, nothing          at all.

[daily-acvoid]

what a strange catch

(special thanks to @/thatonetwig for making the inspiration happen!)