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Soooo, the update's gonna be late 😬

I'll try to get it out as soon as I can.

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So my writing pen stopped working :(

Ballpoint pens are the bane of my existence

In other news I made a Discord server if anyone wants to join.

Discord Invite link

If anyone wants to join after the 7 days are up, feel free to message.

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RESULTS ARE IN

I'm honestly surprised the flower won but I'm not disappointed.

Although I feel like the angst potential was higher with the finch or the bat (baby nestling and little bat respectively) but overall design wise the flower fits better.

Also, did you know that Snowdrops are highly toxic and "can be easily mistaken for edible plants"¹.

Christians dedicated them to the Virgin Mary². (Maybe blue as a backing on her destiny item?)

"Seeing a single snowdrop flower was a sign of impending death"³ 👀

Also I now know what Bill will call Y/n 😏

Can ya' guess?

Source¹

Source²

Source³

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Flower

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The great thing about Weirdmaggeden is that I can have a guest appearance from one of Y/n's abusers™️ (yes neglect is abuse FIGHT ME on that) and any dialogue weirdness can be excused with Mabel -or Bill- not understanding how they would speak

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🔔❄️𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔸𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤, 𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟❄️🔔 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

Prologue

Chapter One: 𝕄𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕝'𝕤 𝕎𝕖𝕚𝕣𝕕 𝕆𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕

Chapter Two: Coming soon

Extras

Poll

Playlist

Mood board

The one that started it all

Musings about Weirdmaggeden and Mabelland

Complaining and discord link

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Great Adventures, Faces in Condensation

   You'd think that seeing family for the first time in a little under a decade would be REALLY awkward. But when you finished that LONG bus ride you greeted each other with the same amount of awkwardness you would a stranger. You also had that familial bond that close relatives have.

 

    It was almost like something was pulling you together and saying 'protect each other'. But that's silly.

 

    However that does bring us here, to your cousin, Dipper, trying to convince you that his sister, Mabel's boyfriend is a zombie.

   

       "Personally, I'm not worried him potentially being a zombie. I'm worried about his age!" you countered "I mean come on he's at the very least three years older, that's way too big of an age difference for... um, someone your age. And, honestly he's probably WAY older than that. I'm surprised Great Uncle Stanford hasn't chased him down with a shotgun yet."

 

       "Three years isn't that big of an age difference..."

 

       "Seriously, Dipper?" you tilt your head to the left "Ugh, whatever, I need to get back downstairs before Stan realizes I've stopped forging inspection letters."

 

    You're heading down the stairs when Great Uncle Stanford yells for Soos and you hear Soos come down the stairs.

 

       "Hey, uh, dude! Uh, why'd ya call Mr. Pines 'Great Uncle Stanford'"

   

       "Um, out of respect, I guess?"

 

       "But, uh, dude, Mr. Pines said he doesn't like to be called Stanford."

 

       "Huh, I'll keep that in mind."

    You, after around forty minutes of forgery and hanging up said forgery around the tourist attraction, put your arms on your lower back and leaned all the way backwards in an attempt to pop your spine.

 

    You were unsuccessful.

 

    You turn your head towards the hallway window, lean back, and you glance back toward Great Uncle Stanf-, Stan to see him hypnotizing not only his customers but also himself. You took the chance and walked outside. Just in time to turn a corner and see a gnome(?) trying to kiss your cousin in front of a giant gnome(?) and Dipper. 

   

       "What the-?" you whisper in disbelief 

 

    Mabel reaches into the bush behind herself and, quicker than you could even consider blinking, grabbed a leaf blower from it. She sucked the gnome up with it.

 

       "Hey, hey, wait a minute!" the gnome desperately attempted to scamper away, "Whoah, what's going on? Ahh!" 

   

       "That's for lying to me! That's for breaking my heart!" Mabel increased the suction on the leaf blower as she ranted

       "Ow! My face!" he complains

      "And this is for messing with my brother!" Mabel closed one eye as she aimed the leaf blower at the giant gnome, "Wanna do the honors?"

      "On three!" Dipper grabbed onto the leaf blower as Mabel held it 

      "One! Two! Three!" The twins chanted in unison before releasing the gnome towards their target, the recoil sending the two into the bush behind them as the giant gnome exploded into hundreds of regular sized gnomes landing all over the grass and parking area around the Mystery Shack.

      "I'll get you back for this!" the gnome-turned bullet said.

       "Anyone else want some?" Dipper asked as Mabel used the leaf blower to shoo the rest of the gnomes away.

       "Uh, Hi! What the hell was even that?"

       "Y/n! Um... It turns out that my boyfriend was a bunch of gnomes in a hoodie."

       "Oh." you say without a hint of confusion, "How old was he, or uh, were they?"

    Mabel and Dipper glance at each other.

       "I don't know? Maybe twenty?"

       "I fucking knew he was old. You ready to go in?"

        "Uh, I need to talk to Dipper first?"

        "Coolio. Oh. Please, don't tell your mom that I said the fuck word." 

        "Sure."

        "Dipper?"

        "Huh? Uh, yeah?"

    You nod and run around the house and once you get in through the main entrance you lean against the wall and close your eyes.

        "You okay over there, hun?" Your focus was broken by Great Uncle Stan 

        "Yeah, I'm okay, Great Uncle Stan." you kept your eyes closed "Dipper and Mabel will be in in a little bit."

    A couple beats pass, before the aforementioned twins walk in and started heading up for bed.

       "Sheesh, you two get hit by a bus or something? Ahah." You open your eyes at that but keep your head tilted up, "Wouldn't you know it, I accidently overstocked some inventory. So hows about each of you take one item from the gift shop, on the house?"

    At that, each of the Pines children turn and look at Great Uncle Stan.

       "Really?

       "What's the catch?"

       "The catch is do it before I change my mind. Now take something."

    Mabel makes happy noises as she flitters through Great Uncle Stan's wares

       "You'll do." You say as you pick up a dagger with a symbol embedded in the end of the handle and it's leather sheath from the shelf behind you head.

       "This oughta do the trick." Dipper says as he grabs a ball cap off the pine tree ball cap shelf and sticks it on his head.

       "And I will have a... Grappling hook! Yes." Mabel says as she thrusts the item in the air.

       "Wouldn't you rather have like a doll or something?" Great Uncle Stan suggests

       "Grappling hook!" Mabel grapples herself to the ceiling, knocking over a bookcase in her efforts.

       "Fair enough."

       "I don't think there even was any dolls." You look at Great Uncle Stan.

    Late that night, as you lay in bed fiddling with the knife, you think 'Maybe this summer won't be so bad after all'.    

  

    A brief moment of quiet at dinner is interrupted when BANNG! You slam your fists on the table.

 

       "I can't call you Great Uncle Stan anymore! There's too many syllables" you pout "I'll just have to call you Grunkle Stan 

    Stan swallows the mashed potatoes already in his mouth.

       "Okay, hun."

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Ok, are y'all using other as a reveal answers or is my ask box just broken? Lol

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Flower

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Next update on Friday

After that it's once a week. :)

Also here's the Playlist link

Playlist

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I haven't linked it yet but I am also posting Great Adventures, Faces in Condensation on AO3.

The chapters will be there sooner than on Tumblr.

I do think the formatting will be better on Tumblr, though.

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Great Adventures, Faces in Condensation

Prologue

You knew your father didn't particularly like you but this was getting out of control.

                   All it took for your father to send you away was one tiny incident at your school with the Penny Plunderer ( the FUCKING Penny Plunderer). Of course, father dearests little pet project was kept right beside him. 

                   Maybe he reminds him of Jay more than you do.

                   NO! Don't think about him right now!

                    The man didn't even bother to tell you himself. It was Mr. Pennyworth who told you, of course (Just like when J-). You can't even complain because this is not new behavior and Mr. Pennyworth would always side with him.

                     The best part, though, was that you don't have to see daddy's little duckling for the rest of the summer.

                     The worst part, however, was that you wouldn't be seeing your aunt this summer.

                     No, she would be taking a three day bus ride to Oregon -which is basically pocket change to her father, so he could just book a plane ride for you but why would he do anything to make your life easier- to stay with a man you hadn't seen since you were an infant and children you hadn't been in the same room as since your mother's funeral.

                       There was a good part about having a neglectful father, though.

                        When you have less than five hours to pack your bags for an entire summer (and maybe the rest of the year? He wasn't really clear on that) you really don't have that much to pack.

                        Y/n gets on the bus with a duffel-bag and your purse leaving what has been your home - not that it felt like a home - for the past 8 years (wow it's been nearly a decade) with one sentence.

                        "Goodbye, Mr. Alfred."

                          He did not reply.

                          And so, you started your journey to a town that's not on any map.

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This is the first time I've written for so long that my thumb hurt. Probably unrelated to the fact that I was writing for two hours nonstop.

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Here's the quote that's hidden.

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Update on Pines!Reader:

We have a title now! Drumroll please

"Great Adventures, Faces in Condensation"

I'm currently editing the prologue, writing chapter one, creating a mood board (that just needs to be looked over when I have fresh eyes on it), and creating a spotify playlist.

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Flower

Bird

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Reader who has cousins that are particular set of twins.

Some incident occurs that causes Bruce to send the reader away to her aunt.

Her aunt that's sending her own children away to their great uncle Stan while she and her husband handle "adult stuff".

Her aunt sends reader with her cousins to look after them.

Reader who instead of having a familial relationship with her father's familyhas it with her cousins, their great uncle (grunkle), and his employees.

Perhaps there's even an additional symbol on the cipher wheel.

And maybe after Weirdmageddon she never goes back to the Manor.

Maybe she stays with Mr. Mystery.

He'll need a new handyman after all.

It's too bad the Justice League will be investigating. The anomalies presented during the Summer of 2012

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Consider:

Neglected Horror actor!reader

Batfam hasn't talked to the reader in years. Long enough for the reader to build up their acting portfolio. Long enough for them to get cast in a BIG BUDGET horror movie (I'm picturing Final Destination). The next time they see their sibling/child is not in a family reunion but being killed on screen in the most brutal way. Perhaps with a crowbar, for some added angst?

Final Destination!reader:

There would be practically nothing the batfam could do. There tech would have more room for error than reader just staying in a dilapidated shack. They would not be able to keep the reader.

After all, death does not like to be cheated.