weirdmageddoned

[weirdmageddoned]

[weirdmageddoned]

My masterpiece 🚬🚬🚬🚬

[weirdmageddoned]

Happy Fiddleford Friday to those who celebrate <3 I do NOT draw old man McGucket enough,,,

(Close ups and no sparkles under the cut)

[weirdmageddoned]

i happen to really like colors

[weirdmageddoned]

Dipper is the kid who got diagnosed with autism at eight and mabel doesnt get diagnosed until shes like sixteen at earliest because shes extroverted and can talk but she gets dx with adhd earlier

[weirdmageddoned]

[weirdmageddoned]

[weirdmageddoned]

angsty mabel headcanon time!

despite being so friendly, she never had friends growing up. everyone thought she was too much of a freak to stick around longer than a few days — a couple of weeks, if she was lucky. she would pour her heart and soul into these friendships that would end the same way every single time.

dipper would watch her put herself through the same tortuous cycle, mabel always optimistic that “this time will be different, dipper!”

dipper would hold her as she cried, wondering why no one stuck around.

she eventually stopped trying after they turned eleven. she just… gave up. she stopped talking to the girls at school, stopped asking them to come over, and they never tried to talk to her, whispers and laughs filling the hallways as she passed by.

she became quiet when she wasn’t around her parents. she kept up the energetic act around them, but when it was just her and dipper, her smile couldn’t quite reach her eyes and her words didn’t hold as much enthusiasm. one night, not long before summer began, dipper was awoken to the sound of quiet sniffles, mabel clearly trying to be as silent as possible.

“mabel?” dipper whispered into the darkness. it was a long time before he got a response.

“why doesn’t anyone stay, dipper?” she whispered, a pathetic sound. dipper stayed silent as he slipped out of bed, moving to sit by his sister. the angle was awkward, but he held her comfortingly. he didn’t know what to do or how to fix it.

“i just want someone to stay,” she added.

“i’ll stay,” dipper whispered back. no other words were exchanged.

then, she meets grunkle stan and candy and grenda and wendy and soos and melody and great uncle ford and she thinks that maybe, just maybe, everything will be okay.

[weirdmageddoned]

part two: electric boogaloo

tw: refs to s*icidal thoughts

i think stan would end up somewhere like nevada. barely across the state line, but giving enough distance between them. he’d allow himself a nice hotel room, since he wouldn’t be there for long. not even bothering to unpack the one bag he brought, simply throwing it onto the floor and toeing his shoes off before climbing in bed, still dressed in a t-shirt and pants, as he couldn’t bring himself to wear a suit on one of the worst days of his life.

tears filling his eyes as soon as his head hits the pillow because he realizes he really has no reason to keep going anymore. ford doesn’t want him, he doesn’t have the kids to take care of, he doesn’t have the shack, and all of his extra time has gone toward trying to get ford back. sad, pitiful sounds escaping stan as he realizes he’s exactly as he was forty years prior after filbrick had kicked him out. he has nothing, no one.

crying for the brother he wasn’t and never got the chance to try to be. crying because he was alone; because he was lonely. he just wanted his sixer, that was all he’d ever wanted, all he’d worked so hard for. but ford didn’t want him, and he thinks this time hurt worse than the first.

read @thenoellebird’s fic this morning and i’m like… what if ford did kick stan out as soon as he returned?

30 years of stanley’s life dedicated to one thing only — righting all of his wrongs. the perpetual motion machine, the portal incident, all of it. learning physics and lying about his entire identity for his best friend twin brother ford; finally seeing him alive and breathing and stepping through the portal, and getting punched in the face instead of thanked. getting kicked out of the house instead of talked to, any attempt at understanding out of the window.

how much it would’ve broken stan’s heart to feel ford’s cold stare and harsh words. stanley letting himself break as he packed a bag, sobbing quietly as he packed what he needed to last at least a few days, because he knew he wasn’t gonna last very long. trying to pull himself back together to see the kids, feeling ford’s stare as he hugged them goodbye and mabel cried her heart, dipper trying to hold himself together but shaking violently.

stan leaving, but not before looking at ford with a sticky face and wet eyes, his voice breaking as he whispers “everything i did, it was all for you.”

stan turning before ford could so much as process his words and walking to his car, his body trembling. throwing his bag into the back and getting into the car, driving away without looking back because he knew it would absolutely break him if he did. driving until the tears blurred his vision and he has to pull over and cry cry cry because all he wanted for forty years was his sixer poindexter twin brother best friend stanford.

[weirdmageddoned]

i cant think about the pines family too hard or i'll get emotional

[weirdmageddoned]

read @thenoellebird’s fic this morning and i’m like… what if ford did kick stan out as soon as he returned?

30 years of stanley’s life dedicated to one thing only — righting all of his wrongs. the perpetual motion machine, the portal incident, all of it. learning physics and lying about his entire identity for his best friend twin brother ford; finally seeing him alive and breathing and stepping through the portal, and getting punched in the face instead of thanked. getting kicked out of the house instead of talked to, any attempt at understanding out of the window.

how much it would’ve broken stan’s heart to feel ford’s cold stare and harsh words. stanley letting himself break as he packed a bag, sobbing quietly as he packed what he needed to last at least a few days, because he knew he wasn’t gonna last very long. trying to pull himself back together to see the kids, feeling ford’s stare as he hugged them goodbye and mabel cried her heart, dipper trying to hold himself together but shaking violently.

stan leaving, but not before looking at ford with a sticky face and wet eyes, his voice breaking as he whispers “everything i did, it was all for you.”

stan turning before ford could so much as process his words and walking to his car, his body trembling. throwing his bag into the back and getting into the car, driving away without looking back because he knew it would absolutely break him if he did. driving until the tears blurred his vision and he has to pull over and cry cry cry because all he wanted for forty years was his sixer poindexter twin brother best friend stanford.

[weirdmageddoned]

did you guys know ford is so cool

[weirdmageddoned]

Sweater Twins :)

[weirdmageddoned]

pink sweater.............

[weirdmageddoned]

Another themed outfit for the Pines, this time cherry blossoms 🌸!!

[weirdmageddoned]

I looked up and saw the stars. And I was ready to be one.

[weirdmageddoned]

📸✨