#yep yeah cool

[il-predestinato]

Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen closing out the 2023 F1 opening credits. 🎥: F1

[tswwwit]

i’m sooo curious on bill meeting dipper’s parents. i think i remember you mentioning at one point they kinda sucked and treated dip especially bad. i’m sure that’s caused a lot of his long term mental health/self esteem issues and i can’t help but think his husband wouldn’t be too thrilled about that. also they don’t even know he’s married so that’s a whole other thing lol

In the Familiar AU, Dipper's parents shipped him and Mabel off to Grunkle Stan back when they were twelve, actually!

This was initially excused as the twins 'needing to get used to having magic'. Which makes sense! Magical puberty is a heck of a thing, and getting some training's useful to cut down on random magic surges.

But by the end of the summer, they hadn't made any plans for picking the kids up. This when Stan twigged to the real situation.

And by the end of that year, Dipper knew his 'paranoid' assumption was absolutely correct.

So the twins grew up in Gravity Falls, with only very occasional visits back 'home'. Contact's been sporadic, and Mabel's been the one who's clung more to their parent's attention. Dipper hasn't spoken to them unless forced to in years.

So yeah! Bill's not exactly thrilled with the parents - but lucky for them, they haven't met him yet! And they definitely don't know about the marriage. Much less anything else.

[fascher]

Something...............................................................

[just-lurking-about-myblorbos]

As I've seen people say: our silly adorable fandom wasn't made for this level of drama.

Rest, my tired warriors, we did well

[whumpy-wyrms]

just spent 4 hours building Anton’s lab in minecraft and i’m done and it’s soooo cool you guys it’s just like how i imagined (obviously as close as i could get cuz it’s minecraft). gonna build Anton’s cabin above it next but i’ll probably post screenshots of the lab tomorrow so you guys can actually see how i imagine it (cuz it’s hard for me to draw it). if anyone wants to join my world and explore it (bedrock edition only, sorry) feel free to message me!!! like seriously i don’t bite!!!! i love playing minecraft with people :DDD

[another-clive-blog]

How do I stop myself from changing ?

(Crying because I don't want to bother everyone again- Triclive AU, Layton assassin AU, Timeline Hopper Clive AU and Timebug AU by @thiaquiche and @snekatiemainy and @samthecookielord and @pastel-player )

Transcription :

Timebug : I don't care whether it's fair to them or not. It wasn't fair to me. They have it better, they have a purpose, a family, something to go back to. I have nothing left, and soon neither will you.

THC : It doesn't have to be this way ! We can find a solution, find a universe where- where there isn't any of us !!

PGW Clive : Timey.

THC : What ? He has to go somewhere !

PGW Clive : Y-yeah, but...

Timey... You can... understand him ?

THC : Yeah ? You... can't ?

[beanbeanbee]

[nakanotamu]

[orangechickenpillow]

Ezras pattern of codriality and threats.

How he uses both in tandem to get what he wants from Damon.

How his first approach is always to be polite and agreeable. How he only starts to threaten the mercs when they've reached strike three of not giving him what he wants

How he's never threatened Cee.

[3amsnek]

just a lil guy,,,, who has been trapped in my drafts for three months. oh dear.

click for better quality

reblogs >> likes

[sage-is-in-fact-very-tired]

I have headache now and it's quixis' fault. I brained to hard, cause of them. I had to many thoughts. quixis said no, it's headache now.

[altruistic-meme]

oph, hey anxiety ✌️

[kombucha-enjoyer]

not feeling cash money so here's a couple of ms paint doodles of myself + a lil vid that pretty much describes my every evening

⚠️flash warning ⚠️

[mandiips]

Kumamon would most likely to beat anyone’s ass if they insulted or bullied Tommy in front or near him, and the poor kid would just try to calm him down before the bear puts someone in a coma 😭 (also feel like would be an older brother figure that is better than Tommy’s actual brother idk that’s just me)

ohhH my god, my Kumamon days. are you that same guy from before cause man you have been sitting in my ask box and I've been like, " man, I should draw Kumamon, man they're right I should draw Kumamon I should i shoul" I don't do what I'm told often thank you for the understanding yes.

You know what else. Youkn you know what else anon, Kumamon is shorter than Tommy. And so of course as Tommy grows into his staggering heights, he can just scoop them up. He can just scoop Kumamon up like an infant. Like a newborn baby. Easily.

Now anon, Kumamon doesn't need their fists to hurt you. While very capable of beating up things four sixteen times their size, Kumamon is so technologically advanced that they can make grow mon cry with words alone.

so I want you to just picture this for me. just Just a little thing to ponder maybe

Since Tommy is now working his way into law school and such, I'd imagine that he got a feel for social just in student council no? And the students would one day see their council president defeatedly hold up a tiny cute little ice bear and he gives them this look like they don't know what theyre in for and he's sorry just as Kumamon lays into them with a voice more dead than Jenna Ortega.

they quote basic law and random ace attorney lines in reference to whatever violation occurred like they're preaching the holy bible but it's casually lined with the most obscene curses you can imagine. The students walk out of there just feeling bad lmao

[askthesciencesquad]

Imma just….. crawl over into my…… little hole over here n’……….. just sit here for a moment……..

*cries*

*Yeah, Bud, You probably are…

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[strywoven]

closed. / @angelictyphoon ( ft. vash & verona )

Words on the page begin to fall out of focus as awareness is drawn elsewhere , pried away from the high peak of her home and into town— Head raises , ears twitching and tuning to her surroundings ; faint though it is , given the distance , Verona senses SOMETHING in Wellspring , something she does not recognize ( this , a cause for concern ; there is not a person nor creature alive here she has not committed to memory … if it is not one of them , then who ? or what ? ) .  Setting her book unfurled on the arm , Verona stands from her seat and ventures to the windows , peering outside.  From her manor on the mount , she has a view of nearly the w h o l e of her territory.  And her cursory examination – from a simple enough glance – tells her all’s well ; everything is normal.  But if that’s truly the case … What is this strange FEELING gnawing at her baser being ?

No other way to find out than to go down and look , is there ?  Calling out a good-bye to Pandora , who only just now enters the room looking – as usual – perplexed by his companion’s odd ways , she’s donned her coat and is out the door before a question can be raised about it ( not that she’s privy to granting answers ) .

… The ‘ heart ’ of Wellspring is marked by an EERIE MONUMENT erected shortly after the deaths of Verona’s wife and child , a figure seen from every corner of town ; nearly human-like , the body frayed / flayed by tree boughs and tangles of roots at the base ( seems whoever this is supposed to embody is given a saint-like reverence & gratitude from the locals , there’s candles & offerings dappled along her feet ) .  The Independent stands there , quietly gazing up at h e r , seemingly awaiting an answer to the question— Then it comes : an unfamiliar scent , a flash of red out of the corner of her eye … Verona hones in on it , watching it stride so casually along into Claudius’ tavern adjacent to her position.

When Verona enters the tavern she’s greeted with a chorus of raucous ‘ hello ’ s , the people here t h r i l l e d to see her come down from on high to join them for once.  Pausing , for a moment , Verona tips her head , acknowledges the flock in kind , but there is no time to linger and dither about with them , she’s here for … HIM .  Her gaze fixes on the man who entered her territory unannounced , uninvited ( though not uncommon for travelers to do so , there’s something to him that sets her on edge ) .

It takes all of a moment for her to stride up to him , the c r a c k of her heels nearly puncturing through the evening din of the place completely , loud as gunshots.  Clawed hand is the first thing to enter the frame , placed on the bar in front of him as she l o o m s further forward , her sharp hooks all but c a r v i n g into the wood ; the predatory energy she gives off is palpable ( a viciousness , an ire , an unnatural power ) .  ❝ Can I buy you a round … F r i e n d ? ❞  Sanguine lips pull back into a grin ( the barest notes of a deep growl undertoning her words ) ; all serrated ivories , lacking in amicable air , it’s entirely a threat.  ❝ Perhaps then you can tell me your business in MY TOWN . ❞