Sandcastles - Lil Fundy Drabble

Sandcastles - lil Fundy drabble

As a kid, Fundy liked sandcastles.

He'd wait until Wilbur was distracted as if he was paying attention in the first place, then run out to the river, the one right by L'manberg with the sandy shores. Paws were careful as he shaped the most beautiful designs, walls and spires and stability, wall design akin to the same one that surrounded his country.

Sometimes he'd stay out till night, cutting his hands on shells and rocks hidden within the grains. But it was all worth it, wasn't it?

Each time Fundy left one there, he expected to return the next day to the same thing. Each time, Fundy returned to nothingness, the castle gone, everything blown away in the wind.

Each time, he repeated the process again. The building, the blind hope and devotion to something that meant nothing in the end, and the eventual letdown.

He still likes sandcastles.

so i went to the pittsburgh show

after accidentally chasing tommy around the country, finally got to watch the htbab tour, and holy fuck THAT WAS AMAZING.

and even though it was in fucking pissburgh (ew /j), i'd genuinely call that one of if not the greatest night of my life. getting to see tommy in person, up on stage, was just so fucking insane and surreal. felt like a fever dream or some kind of group hallucination, but the picture's right there on twitter so i guess it was real

wait holy shit that was real

*obligatory "fuck doxxers they can go to hell" statement*

all in all, the show was just awesome. did not learn jack shit about how to be a billionaire but who cares about money not like it's important

oh, and take raccooninnit. very happy to accompany me on this journey

random hc i came up with just now: in canon, dream was the one to give george his glasses/goggles, which basically function like his irl colorblind goggles. it took months, nearly a year to find something, but once dream heard george lament about not being able to properly see a rainbow or the sunset, he was set on finding something. do the goggles work as perfectly as they do irl? no, he's still to some degree colorblind, but they still work.

flash forward a few years, dream is in prison, george has stopped wearing his goggles as much because "tHe mEmOrY iS tOo pAiNfUl" or whatever. XD questions his eyesight, to which george replies that he's colorblind. one snap later and goggles just like his old ones manifest into his hands. putting them on, they work so much better, every little color-related detail now visible. george remarks that someone else once gave him basically the exact same thing as a gift, to which XD laughs. "i'd think that these would be of better quality in comparison to whatever a mere mortal gave you."

and they are, they really are, but they weren't a culmination of a year's worth of questing and research. they weren't presented by a stupid, grinning dream with dirt in his hair and a singed hoodie. they weren't first put on with tears from both parties, hugs and smiles and sobs all happening at once in one beautiful moment.

"yeah, i guess they're better."

(i'm not even into c!dnf angst or c!george much but i like this so here)

PROFILE PIC RAHH

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOMMYINNIT

LMAO 20 YOU'RE OLD NOW /j

but fr though, thank you so much for everything. i don't know why watching a grown ass man play minecraft is so beneficial to my mental state but it is (and at this point i just kinda accept that). have a great birthday and can't wait to see you in pittsburgh, bossman.

SO SIMPLE

SO BASIC

SO FLIPACLIPED

BUT I'M SO PROUD