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🦴 (here is a very strange little bone that seemingly(?) can glow in the dark! who else could figure its origins out if not Ford)

Ford accepts the odd gift with considerable eagerness, pushing his glasses up into his hair so he can study it better. He turns it every this way and that, watching carefully how the light interacts with this strange organic material.

"I believe I've seen this before." He mutters thoughtfully, half to himself and half to whatever audience might be watching his studies.

Ford takes out a caliper and measures the length and width of the bone, writing his findings in his journal before he does his final test, cupping his hands around the object. Sure enough, it glows faintly in the dimness of his hands.

"Aha! Yes, I know exactly what this is." He finally exclaims with a proud grin.

"Phosphorescence dinosauria, it's been decades since I've last seen one of these in the wild."

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If I make it through tonight everybody's gonna hear me out!

Selective — Indie — Para — OC & Crossover Friendly

Penned by Felix. Haunted by @tricornered

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SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY

Please specify the muse for multimuse blogs.

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A Tiny Gift

Send one of these in someone's asks for their muse to react to, then pass it along!

☕ - A fragrant packet of tea, perfect for a dreary day. Comes with heating instructions.

🍓 - Wild berries, picked fresh and moistened by the slightest bit of dew. They are both tart and sweet, and are full of seeds.

🍄 - A relatively harmless mushroom of the unknown origins. At the very least, it isn't lethal.

🧁 - Sweets to lift their spirits, a small cake almost too pretty to eat.

🦴 - A clean, interesting looking animal bone. Definitely not human.

✍️ - A very nice souvenir pen from the last place you traveled, and a nice small bottle of apple green ink.

🌶️ - A bottle shaped like a pepper, which contains gourmet hot sauce. The sauce almost appears to be changing hue as you look at in the light.

🧸 - A small figurine or toy, a little trinket to keep in your pockets. It has a satisfying weight to it.

🕯️ - A scented candle shaped like the moon. It smells like rain. Something about it calms the soul.

🫥 - Nothing. What the hells?

🥚 - One (1) Egg

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He's so silly 💔💔

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this man is about to be banned from the public library for being too stinky

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Looks like another one of my images for the Book of Bill website was just discovered! This one was fully my baby, the jokes and references are my doing! Glad people like it :)

(And yes, I just made tumblr bill canon)

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I feel like Jon is a bit of a rebound…

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Insurance ain't covering that.

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put your "on repeat" playlist on shuffle, list the first 10 songs and tag 10 people to do the same.

Far Far Away - Slade

Bad Contestant - Matt Maltese

Stuck - Lemon Demon

Life On The Line - The Walters

Like A Fish - Matt Maltese

Take Me Dancing - Will Joseph Cook

Don't Keep Driving - The Paper Kites

Tell Me - The Walters

Guilty - Matt Maltese

Illusion - Dua Lipa

Tagged by: @morttodea (thanks!)

Tagging: @curiouscompanions @sunnysynergy @fortunechaos

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There's a cockroach on the desk eating some leftover food that hasn't been cleaned up yet. It seems to be eating with their most front legs like a... mantis? Huh!

Ford had cleaned out his bag a few days ago, dumping everything out on a desk so he could take stock of what materials he brought with him to this strange and fascinating place. In the process he had dropped the rest of Mabel's lemon squares she had given to him before he left on the desk top and forgotten to clean it up.

Clearly, he thought, he wouldn't be dealing with pesky things such as ants or bugs because hey, peculiar magical Offices in pocket dimensions separated from the real world don't get bug problems, right?

And yet here he is, proven wrong.

The first thing he does when he sees the little roach is pick up a book with the intention to smash it. But the next thought is far more kinder.

"What on Earth is a roach doing here?" He marvels out loud as he slowly drops his book again, a thick encyclopedia about architecture.

Ford grabs for his journal and his magnifying glass and hovers over the seemingly normal and innocuous roach, to further study them.

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Ford nods as Cornelius' explains, listening intently with an occasional 'Ah' and 'You don't say?' thrown in. It wasn't on purpose that he came here to the Office in particular but now he realizes what a gold mine he's stumbled upon, a place that can satiate his thirst for knowledge. Already the thought of new mysteries waiting out there, yet to be uncovered, it's taking everything he has not to run out and go find them himself.

However, it is always best to get information beforehand and clearly, he has run into the person who is capable of answering his questions.

Ford can't help but be impressed by Cornelius' mannerisms, the way he carries himself with calm confidence and recites his knowledge without stammering or doubt. He thinks that if he was a professor, he'd very much like a pupil like him.

Ford accepts the cup of coffee, grateful that coffee does still exist in a weird place such as this - although he makes a mental note to study it later and figure out its properties. One can never be too sure if the food and drinks in odd places contain magic or even soak up the weirdness, like a contamination.

"So," He begins once they're settled with their drinks. "You seem to know an awful lot about this place, Mr de Grammont. Are you the local archivist? How long have you been here, if I may ask?"

"Indeed, it's better be safe than sorry," Cornelius comments with this his signature poker face. His expressionless facade breaks a little as he smiles just so slightly and shakes Ford's hand, enthusiastically. Even if it's a newcomer, an alternate who is a stranger yet, he finds it rather hard not to consider a Stanford Pines likeable. After all, they are both nerds; how could they not be on neutral good terms by default? Or at least true neutral— in any case, our stoic scientist is at his service right now.

Briefly wondering what brought the other to the Office (of all possible places of the Multiverse), he decides to provide him with explanations of Its nature.

"This is the place called 'the Office.' Despite the title and designs, It is not an ordinary Office—in fact, there are many of them, linked to each other, branched and leading into other Offices of different dimensions. Their nature is supernatural and their algorithms are set in a complex order of randomness, the research of which is still quite a work in progress. If speak simply, this is a looped pocket dimension that is often located between the matters of Reality and Virtuality—Its existence is paradoxical, so laws of physics sometimes are ignored, time doesn't flow in usual ways and death is non existent here; if an individual dies they simply appear back at their default point, which is called 'restarts' or 'resets', pretty much like in a videogame. And just like that, there are so-called Protagonists and Narrators—they pretty much are subjects to their SCPs, so to speak."

He could talk about the Office's weirdness for a plenty of time (or whatever it is left of its concept here), and would gladly answer following questions, especially over a cup of coffee, which he politely offers to the other.

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Gravity Falls x WOE.BEGONE crossover. The potential is endless.

Stanley could pretend to be an iteration of his brother while he searches for the real Ford

Mabel meets Bluster The Gigantic Horse, they instantly get along.

Ty Betteridge tries to recruit Dipper?

Bill Cipher has a FLINCH sort of deal, but a lot more showy and dramatic.

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Ford narrows his eyes at the notification the same way one might look at a spammy pop up advertise single hot ladies in your area now! and opens the start menu on the computer he's currently seated at.

He searches around it for a while but he doesn't find what he's looking. Figures, he supposes. These computers are old in every way, not just their aesthetic. They wouldn't have updated anti-viruses, much less any refined tools, such as the anti-pokers™.

"I have to ask Cornelius what sort of protections they use on these computers, this is incredibly bad information security." He mutters to himself as he fishes out a wire from one of his many pockets. Ford connects his phone to the computer and then downloads a program onto the desktop.

[ Activate Anti-Poking Software™? Yes/No ]

Ford clicks on 'yes'.

[ Activated! You are now protected from Online Poking.]

"Finally." He shakes his head and then returns to his browsing - which currently is searching a site called Paragon.com for new pens.

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Classic

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HEATHERS WHO???

Holy shit, Heather's x Gravity Falls crossover?!?!?!?!

That is insane

(Shout out to @chaosaroundyourmind for the lovely idea. Ily pookie)