#anyway. thats the post hope u all enjoy my randomly going on a tangent about my special little guy

[finneyblakes]

the way i characterize griffin is like. the most fucked up little guy you’ve ever seen but an actual little kid. a war criminal baby. a duckling with the capacity to commit atrocities. he’s not pretending to be innocent and childish nor is he pretending to be absolutely devilish, he is somehow genuinely both at once.

this boy has committed arson but wants to hold your hand to cross the street. he regularly discusses the most practical methods to assassinate politicians while coloring pictures of butterflies. he has thought and talked about the ethics of cannibalism in depth to the point where everyone is wondering if he actually has plans to do it but they’re too afraid to ask. he has to be physically pulled away from dead animals he finds outside because he’ll start looking for any salvageable bones to take home and do god knows what with. he doesn’t say swear words but he will threaten your life in the most specific and creative way possible to the point where you’ll be kept up at night thinking about it.

in conclusion he is the perfect blorbo and the reason god stays in heaven for fear of what he’s created and the most specialest little boy who ever lived. goodnight