#knoot the conker clown

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I posted 450 times in 2022

42 posts created (9%)

408 posts reblogged (91%)

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@staff

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@netflix

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I tagged 411 of my posts in 2022

Only 9% of my posts had no tags

#art - 24 posts

#tungle things - 20 posts

#tumbly - 13 posts

#<3 - 12 posts

#poetry - 8 posts

#ofmd - 8 posts

#booklr - 8 posts

#tungle - 7 posts

#wot on prime - 6 posts

#a mood - 6 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#sorry exsquease me the trailer said “the final chapter.” please tell me they’re not going to cram two (2) long books into one (1) 8 episode >> This is His Dark Materials related. hdm fandom! are. we. ready!

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I can’t overstate the biggest joy, which is really seeing yourself. I know I look different to others, but to me I’m just starting to look like myself. It’s indescribable, because I’m just like, there I am. And thank God. Here I am. So the greatest joy is just being able to feel present, literally, just to be present. To go out in a group of new people and be able to engage in a way where I didn’t feel this constant sensation to flee from my body [...]

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6 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

#4

(Shhhh yes it’s late but thats how you know it’s by me and not by some pretender pretending to be me which would be terrible i know)

This is Knoot. Knoot is the last surviving conker clown (that’s why he’s so grumpy). In the dark centuries before there were wars, lightning came from the roiling chaos of a new sky and kissed the storm-blackened bough of a horse chestnut tree on its way past the tree’s longest roots, down to other darks (this was a sibling of the tree that made the horse that would later conquer troy, but that’s a story for another time).  

For a time, the conker folk sailed little beech nut boats in rain rivulets and sang tiny songs to ease leaves’ falling in the waning of each year. Modernity all but extinguished them.  

Knoot wandered dell and dale for eons in search of giggles, solace, kin. He eventually came to a copse of oak trees that fashioned him hands for climbing from their autumn-aged leaves. Then one day, one tree whispered to him from the shadows in a hundred tiny nutty tongues.

...tbc.

13 notes - Posted October 17, 2022

#3

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16 notes - Posted May 4, 2022

#2

i need some matthew the raven content on tumblr and I’m too dumb to make a gif pls send help. Anyway, it’s a big week for ohno blorbos. Welcome to the ragtag team, matthew.

31 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

It’s official. I can’t finish a show anymore without going straight to the tag on tumblr to compare notes

120 notes - Posted August 24, 2022

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[deadrabbitohno]

(Shhhh yes it’s late but thats how you know it’s by me and not by some pretender pretending to be me which would be terrible i know)

This is Knoot. Knoot is the last surviving conker clown (that’s why he’s so grumpy). In the dark centuries before there were wars, lightning came from the roiling chaos of a new sky and kissed the storm-blackened bough of a horse chestnut tree on its way past the tree’s longest roots, down to other darks (this was a sibling of the tree that made the horse that would later conquer troy, but that’s a story for another time).  

For a time, the conker folk sailed little beech nut boats in rain rivulets and sang tiny songs to ease leaves’ falling in the waning of each year. Modernity all but extinguished them.  

Knoot wandered dell and dale for eons in search of giggles, solace, kin. He eventually came to a copse of oak trees that fashioned him hands for climbing from their autumn-aged leaves. Then one day, one tree whispered to him from the shadows in a hundred tiny nutty tongues.

...tbc.