#twainisms

There are unforeseen complications to having a strict restricted and private property to any and all citizens. For instance, it’s a very long walk to get the mail (mailpeople, like all people, are not permitted access on the grounds). This is a rare moment wherein Wonka may be seen outside his chocolate factory, yet, still on his property (meaning, his legendary identity is very much intact).

The mail, on the other side of the gate, is a meter out of his arm’s reach. He stretches his arm and cane out as far as they can go. A hair shy. To get the mail, Wonka would have to open the gate. To open the gate, Wonka would have to walk all the way back to the factory.

Unless...

He sees someone walk by.

// FINE. BUT RANDOLPH’S GIVING MUFFET THE VICIOUS SIDE-EYE JUST SO YOU KNOW. don’t mess with cats dude.

// gdi in this case I’m trading out my muse(s) for the guy who’s dedicating his life to defending cats rn.

@twainisms

“Hmmm...”

A small frown came to their face as watched the figure before them. From where they stood in the shadows, they couldn’t see them completely. They weren’t an adult, that much they could tell, and they certainly weren’t a monster. 

// never had a problem with @tagging myself. To the anon: this is a very unique problem, so if it’s a bother it’s probably best to ask not to be tagged like that OFF anon to get that cleared up for you. But it’s certainly not a problem that applies to everyone, therefore @tag ‘till your hearts content, friend. c:

// I think you would have to input the values for the individual links separately if you wanna do something a little more disorderly-looking. I could try and help you with it this weekend if you’re willing to hold out that long. The theme looks great though! :’)