#what a dapper guy

[bunniic0re]

My take on human bill 😋

[nekrosmos]

They're going on a date 👍​

[shrimpwizards]

i can be your angle or you devil...

[shortnotsweet]

“Perhaps it was something that hit me, perhaps it was something I ate. But out of the blue, I dreamed I met you, and you said to me, "Hi, ya Gate!" Millions have heard you play Chopin, the critics applaud and approve. But millions more would simply adore to hear you get in the groove!”

— Judy Garland & José Iturbi, “The Joint is Really Jumpin’ in Carnegie Hall”

Dipper makes a deal with a salesman who’s new in town. The salesman has more points than most, and sharper angles than should be possible for a single person, but Dipper knows better by knowing, and sees him for what he is. He’s not a person. He’s a relic of Dipper’s childhood, of nightmares that are frequent but regular. Regular as in normal, not tinted gold and compelling him to scratch his eyelids off when he wakes. It’s the kind of thing that the human mind dreams up on its own as a defense mechanism against some horrible trauma. They’re a product of Dipper’s own mind, and no one else’s, and that is a comfort, in a way. Bill Cipher is not back from the dead because he was never dead to begin with, but he’s come back all the same. It’s not an issue of what, or even who, but rather: how much can Bill Cipher do for Dipper? When the fate of Gravity Falls once again hangs in the balance—that, and the sanctity of the entire dimension—shaking a few hands is the least of Dipper’s burdens. Anything to ease the way.

Bill & Dipper in the same universe

[havethehappyduometup]

guys what the fuck was that.

[gtliveoutofcontext]

Josh

[gremnda]

oh my god anon i love you so much, now i'm thinking about how dapper and chip would interact with everyone in honey badgers + mocha

[qstarhalo]

I miss late night trio........I miss the triplets.......I miss Dapper hanging out with Tallulah and/or Chayanne..........I miss seeing Dapper hang out with her siblings

[every-character-ever-poll]

WEN KEXING - Word of Honor

PROPAGANDA:

He's my special little babygirl. Evil war criminal malewife. Bats his eyelashes and says he couldn't even kill a chicken and then brutally murderers over 30 people without a second thought. Unhinged poor little meow meow. Has a husband.

[jeeklaart]

He is an Artisté

( find me here )

[shrimpwizards]

slime time!!! + headcanons (y juevos)

[enidonline]

cobra Kai Johnny literally isn’t even real who is this man. Let me in the writers room you bastardes can’t get it right

[laz-262]

whos calling?

[july-19th-club]

dont watch white collar unless you want to be systematically dapperized at once. man i'm used to be normie-to-casual-butch. now im like okay how soon can i get some loafers to replace my sweaty old navy moccasins and how do i know when a vest fits they're fucking. dandyfying me

[swagging-back-to]

reading a normal criminologist x serial killer fanfic...

criminologist suddenly helps sk escape from prison? sure, okay.

criminologist leads him to an abandoned house? yeah. sounds right.

criminologist leads him to a bedroom? okayyyyyyyyyy getting spicy

a guy the criminologist made out with the night before is tied to the bed and splayed out like a sacrifice for the sk to kill so the criminologist can know first hand how he kills people? ummmmm you lost me a bit