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ckret2 · 21 days

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“Bill Cipher was innocent. Dipper was his witness; Dipper, honest goody hero type, could verify that Bill not only repeatedly told them both to stay away from the thing in the sky, but also warned them to anchor themselves right before totality. Everyone at the shack knew he'd protested, knew he'd warned them, knew he'd begged to stay home. There was no possible way Bill could get blamed for this.”

I like how naive Bill is! Everyone would definitely blame him for Ford's death. This whole idea of "Say what you want to happen like it already happened" doesn't always work

I mean, they'd resent him for Ford's death. They'd initially assume it must be Bill's fault. There would be a lot of shouting. It wouldn't quite be as cut and dry as he's making it out.

But he was begging and pleading not to be taken outside during this whole event because it was Too Dangerous; MINUTES before totality he was throwing an absolute tantrum over the fact that Ford wouldn't go back to the cave; SECONDS before totality he warned Dipper & Ford to take cover. And every step along the way Ford called him a liar and pushed on with doing exactly what Bill said was dangerous. Soos believed Bill's warning, Dipper half believed it, and even Stan clearly thought Ford was acting irrationally as he left the shack. The only reason they'd have to think it was Bill's fault would be if Dipper lied out of spite—and that'd break his sister's heart.

So do you think Soos would blame him, after seeing Bill terrified of Ford's threat to drag him outside and after Bill told Soos information that could keep the whole town safe? Do you think Mabel would blame Bill? Do you think Dipper, who watched the whole thing and whose body Bill saved, would be able to bring himself to claim it was Bill's fault? The only one who MIGHT blame him would be Stan, but do you think the rest of the family would let him do anything drastic? Do you think he's gonna shoot Bill with Soos holding him back and Mabel physically shoving herself in between? Do you think Dipper's testimony would mean nothing to him? And past that first wave of anger, don't you think Stan knows what it's like to get damned as a kneejerk reaction to sabotage you never committed?

Believe me, everyone would WANT to blame Bill for Ford's death. They'd want it VERY VERY MUCH. But on what fucking grounds could they possibly justify saying it's his fault when everybody knows how frantically he insisted it was dangerous and just how damn clear he was that staying on the ground was essential to survival?

Bill's expectation is optimistic, but it's not wrong. The circumstances are too clear cut and the only guy in the family paranoid enough to think "it could have all been some elaborate setup" is dead. Have an ounce of faith in the Pines' ability to examine evidence and to stop themselves before scapegoating the most blameworthy-looking innocent in the room. At worst, he might lose another tooth before cooler heads prevail.

#anonymous #ask #bill goldilocks cipher

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incomingalbatross · 4 months

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Five times Stan saw Ford in Dipper

(and one time he saw somebody else)

To be honest, Stan didn't think there was that much to see, at first. Sure, Shermie had said more than once how much the kids reminded him of Stan and Ford, but Shermie remembered them as a pair of gremlins under his feet. Of course another little pair would bring back those memories. Stan...remembered Ford as his own size, so it didn't work the same way for him. And Dipper, with his snark and his cynicism and his general attitude, was a fun little pain-in-the-neck, but not much like Stan's brother at that age. On the other hand... finding him glued to the Used To Be About History Channel and taking notes within his first few days at the Shack brought back some memories.

Yeah, okay, so Stan felt a little bad brushing off Dipper's rants about wax murderers, or old-timey conspiracies, or living arcade characters, or whatever the kid had tracked down this week. So maybe that burning enthusiasm in his eyes when he tried to convince everyone around him to care about the world's weirdness was a little familiar. It was fine. The kid had Mabel glued to his side (sometimes literally, after crafting accidents). And the kids had friends! Wendy and Soos and... Mabel's girl-posse... and honestly most of Gravity Falls, it seemed like, had their backs. Dipper didn't need his Grunkle's validation.

And then the whole Wendy musical-mind-control debacle came up, and that one Stan did jump into with both feet because hey, that wasn't Gravity Falls-level Weird, right? This was something he could admit he found plausible. Probably. And Mabel was obsessing over her boy band and Soos was out, and he liked Wendy and hated Robbie and somebody had to back Dipper up on this. Even if the kid was wrong, Stan could handle plain old Girl Problems. And... and it was kinda fun, maybe. Backing up the kid on one of his conspiracy projects. It wasn't exactly a Ford thing, because Ford didn't have friends who were girls, let alone get close enough to a girl to have her "stolen" from him. But supporting Dipper through the rejection part, after, reminding him he wasn't alone... that was maybe more familiar than he realized. Until Dipper looked up with a grateful, almost-shy little smile of appreciation at the reassurance, and Stan had to stop for a split second because Oh. Holy Moses. There he could see Sixer.

Things had gotten better, in some ways, since the zombie thing. He and the kids weren't hiding any of the general weirdness from each other, so he didn't have to pretend not to listen to stories about tiny golf-people or infinite pizza. He could do crazy things with them, even. That was fun! It was refreshing. The family that fights monsters together stays together, or...something. On the other hand, he was still hiding other stuff from the kids, and it got more important every day. And he was pretty sure they were still hiding Other Stuff from him, too. Which made it kind of a race. And it also meant that even while he was seeing more Pines in both kids than ever, in good ways, he was also seeing Dipper staying up all night and muttering into his Journal and wandering around with bags under his eyes that you could use to smuggle contraband. The stubbornness? The refusal to let go? That, Stan could relate to. The obsession and the twitchiness and the occasional haunted look, though... He'd really never wanted to see that Ford when he looked at Dipper.

Good news! Dipper's paranoia and skittishness had, in fact, gone way down since he'd met Ford and heard the full explanation of Stan's secrets. Bad news: It felt like everything Stan saw when he looked at Dipper nowadays was some kind of funhouse mirror of Ford, like all they were was the same person - the science, the schemes, the nerd games, the enthusiasm, just two brains on the same wavelength forever and ever - and that wasn't right, was it? Stan wasn't crazy, right, Dipper hadn't always been a total mini-Ford, so why did it seem that way now? It felt wrong. Felt unfair, somewhere, to somebody. But Stan couldn't pin down anything concrete in Dipper that wasn't in Ford - this Ford, anyway, and this Dipper. Maybe he was going nuts. Or maybe he hadn't known either of them quite as well as he thought he had.

+1:

"Hey, Grunkle Stan?"

"Yeah, what's up, kid?"

Dipper looks hesitant. "I... had a question. But it's okay if you don't remember the answer."

"Eh, lay it on me," Stan shrugs. It's near sunset, out here on the porch. Ford and Mabel are in the kitchen - he might have heard something about refining the Mabel Juice formula, but that's terrifying, so he's not gonna think too hard about it. They'll be out soon anyway, or he and Dipper'll head inside, and then they can check on any potential abominations.

"When... Okay. You know we were in your head, right? Before Gideon took the Shack?"

Stan squints. That was... yeah, that was a weird memory, but it was there. "Yeah."

"Okay, cool! We, uh. Never actually talked about that, so good to know. Anyway." Dipper takes a deep breath. "I sorta saw some memories when we were in there, but obviously you were still hiding some big childhood stuff then, so I was wondering now..." He fidgets. "Were you really a wimp as a little kid before you started boxing? Was all that true?"

Stan looks down at him, blinking. Dipper's head is ducked, face hidden by his cap. This matters to him, for some reason.

"...Well, yeah," he admits. With a laugh, he hurries to add, "I know I seem like I must've been born this awesome, but turns out, no! I was a pretty wimpy little kid to start out. 'Course, then I figured out punching meant I could take out anyone who looked at me and Ford funny - still, took a while to get good at it, even then. So yeah, there's your Grunkle Stan's deep dark secret, kiddo: he started out as a bona fide weakling." He flicks up the kid's hat brim, still a little nervous about why he even cares -

And Dipper looks up, beaming at Stan. He's bright-eyed and happy, and he says quietly, as if he's just been given a present, "Kinda like me."

Oh.

Okay then.

Stan squishes Dipper into his side with one arm before the kid can comment on all the dust that's suddenly in Stan's eyes. "Like you were, maybe," he corrects him gruffly, knuckles rubbing into his hat. "I think you're comin' along pretty good, you know that?"

Dipper, squirming and laughing, shamelessly hugs him back. "I hope so," he says, apparently because this is Honesty Hour. "I guess - I guess if you didn't start out awesome, there's hope for all of us, right?" And it's probably still the laughter that's making the kid's breath hitch but - either way, Stan realizes he means it.

Seeing Ford in Dipper was just a thing that happened. It's probably never gonna stop happening - they're nerds, and they're family, and they're Stan's family, of course he's gonna see when they echo each other. He knows - he's always known - that they're alike, and also that they're two different people, and that he likes them that way.

But it's maybe been a while since he looked head-on at the moments when he can look at Dipper

(snarky, sarcastic, always ready to mouth off, latching on to every friend he made, stubborn, scrappy, insecure, throwing himself like instinct between his family and anyone who looked at them funny)

and see, uh, well. Somebody. Who isn't Ford.

And getting faced with the idea of Dipper apparently... a little bit... looking for himself in that-somebody-who-isn't-Ford?

These kids are gonna give Stan a heart attack in the few days left between now and their birthday. Seriously. It's gonna happen.

"Shut up, squirt," he sniffs for now, and decides to stop pretending this isn't a hug. "Didja not hear me the first time?" Months ago, inside his own head - yeah, okay, so he could probably stand to say it to the kid's face. "I'm already proud of you."

#my stan & dipper feelings have compelled me #i can't decide where to put the readmore blargh #gravity falls

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colorfullyminded · 2 months

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PLSS TELL ME UR STILL DOING KISS THE COOKK!! its almost gunna b a year since ep 6 and i rlly need to know if the other 14 in the works. (take ur well deserved break u dont need to be making fics 24/7)

Oh wow, I wasn't sure if people still wanted that. To be honest, we actually have written up to chapter 8 (9 technically because there's an 8.5). All I really need to do is finish editing them before posting them. The reason I've been so hesitant is also my feelings towards the fic. I both love the fic and also feel incredibly self conscious with some of the decisions I chose in the fic (especially later chapters--some of which haven't been posted yet). I love writing smut, and I do think Wirt deserves to be written more unhinged than people allow him to be (he's a poet for godsake, if he can be so despondently dramatic laying on a couch-- you know his yearnings are just as fantastical, dramatic, and probably hella thirsty. And let's not mention Dipper's search history). I love writing these two because they're so multifaceted and I love trying different perspectives of their personality. Also writing with my friend Clubs has been amazing and I genuinely enjoyed his help with this fic! I want to continue this series when I'm more motivated to write. But again, for how much I love this fic, there are moments where I go back and read and blush and go "I'm sorry, I made Wirt say what? I made him do what?! IS THIS HOW HE WOULD ACT?! THIS DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT? WHATTHE FUCK WAS I ON TO THINK THIS WAS OKAY?!" (I'm in charge of Wirt's dialogue/actions in this story, Clubs does Dipper, and occasionally, though very rarely, we may also add something to the other's characterization). There are times I worry I've made him ooc. There's nothing necessarily wrong with that. I was having fun, I'm enjoying my extra smutty era (where all I wanna write is to be a problem) and honestly if I wanted to explain my reasonings I probably could make an accurate presentation on why Kiss the Cook is not that out of character. But I also do pride myself on my fics and a lot of comments I've received are about how well and real the characters feel. I feel so good that I'm able to articulate and present them in a way that feels genuine and makes the readers feel like it's just another adventure-- but with the two. I like bringing that feeling into my writing. And Kiss the cook, some elements do feel very much like the characters (Clubs does amazing with an older Dipper), but I do start to doubt some of Wirt's actions or my writing in this particular fic as being too "Horny on Main". So it's kind of a love/hate relationship I currently have with this piece of work. But if people do still love this fic and want to continue this adventure, maybe I should go back and get these chapters prepped for posting? Despite my fears, everyone who has commented on KTC have been very supportive and encouraging and sweet. So this whole anxiety and self doubt is probably just in my head. I shouldn't be so hard on myself. I do have other smut WIPS that tackle different layers and so I can always finish those up if I need to take a break from the wildness of KTC. So to answer your question, yes, we do have more in store, and maybe it's time I show you what we've cooked up (no matter how embarrassed I make the reader...or myself)

#Pinescone #Kiss the Cook #Asks #Ask Me #Ask about my writing #KTC #Thank you for the message #I appreciate these asks about my work #I really do love talking about the boys

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travmalyubvi · 1 month

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Review on Planes ships

review on planes ships (this time, indulging in some analysis)

Now, this is where some sensitive people might throw up.

"First Dusty got fucked by Skipper and Rip. Then he flew to Piston Peak, and there he got fucked by Blade, Maru, Cabbie and Windleifter. Dipper and her stick joined in. Even Nick came back to life to fuck Dusty." - dream after reading Planes smut.

To be honest, my knowledge of fanfiction is so limited. I write it (but no longer publish it), but I don't read it. So I won't be referring to any fanfics in any way

Dusty and Ishani

I adore Ishani and think she deserves more than what the movie makers gave her. Some time ago in 2021, I had a discussion with someone I am not in touch with now. Is Ishani a positive character or a negative one? I probably phrased the question wrong, but the point is roughly this. What makes a person a good person (plane, positive character) is not their actions, but their ability to realize their mistake and change. Ishani sincerely repents and later helps Dusty. That's why I think she is a good character. And yes, I do believe that a person changes. You don't have to rely on that, of course, but yes, it happens. Dusty and Ishani have a lot in common: first, a shared interest in racing, and second, similar stories. Dusty has to face hardship (and I'd even say discrimination from Rip) because he wasn't built for racing. Ishani (must be) having a hard time because of her gender. They get along well enough, there is chemistry and romance between them. I think Ishani is the best match for Dusty, and THIS IS NOT A SECRET. But it's true, Dusty might have a hard time trusting her. But, I think they will be able to overcome that

2. Dusty and Ripslinger

You know why I love this ship? Because you can write something really interesting, epic, driving, emotional, hate, love, tears, joy, roller coaster. Healthy relationships are fine and really cool, but do they provide the same range of emotions? By the way, I'm only talking about fictional relationships, only healthy ones are good in reality. Back to Rip and Dusty. They have so different life experiences, they are actually from different worlds. Different perspectives on many things and different ways of getting things done. I think sharing their experiences would benefit them, especially Rip. But for them to reconcile, much less the relationship and Rip's desire to change, something really meaningful has to happen. And I don't see any victim or Stockholm syndrome here. Dusty's humble, but he can stand up for himself. I don't think he'd allow himself to be disrespected.

3. Dusty and Skipper, Dusty and Blade

Why did I put them in the same paragraph? Because I have the same reason for disliking both of these pairings. No, it's not the age difference. It's about their canon relationship. I really love, adore the friendship, the mentorship, the "brotherhood". And it's insanely valuable to me. I just don't see them as romantic/sexual partners. No way. Dusty would have a hard time trusting Skipper, just like Ishani. Basically, I don't know what to say...with Skipper, the relationship would be more harmonious. Well the parallel with Nick in Blade's case...interesting

4. El Chu and Rochelle

Let's agree, this pairing by the creators failed. To be honest, they've always annoyed me. Their extremely weird interactions and El Chu's dumbass flitr...The song is great (although would it be great without Dusty?), but I don't believe Rochelle could just fall in love like that after one fucking song...

So that was my review for 4 ships that I have something to say about. There was no Blade/Nick, Blade/Maru, and Blade/Nick/Maru because I have nothing new to add. Everything about them has already been said by Pen and others, and I totally agree with them.

There's nothing to say about Dusty/Dipper, who were in the previous post - it's clear enough, I don't see the point in musing about it

All differences of opinion I undertake to solve in a duel on knives, to challenge to a duel is open.

Your opinion is welcome)

#planes fire and rescue #cars fandom #disney planes #disney #dusty crophopper #disney planes fire and rescue #planes disney #planes #pixar planes #blade ranger #skipper riley #ishani planes #El chupacabra planes

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thereareeyesinsidethetrees · 7 months

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Making a playlist for my fangame/AU for you to try and analyze because i think it'd be v interesting to see! Also i will totally take you up on the offer to ramble about AU's if it's still available,,,

okay, let's see how close and/or far i get

starting with the songs i know:

Come Along by Cosmo Sheldrake. now i've never actually looked up the lyrics of this one (just been guessing at them which. i often mess up with), but according to the ~internet~ it's meant to be a sort of invitation away from real life's static-ness, to instead live with a bit of whimsy. one source also says it's also about "embracing the present and cherishing life's fleeting moments"

so, one possibility is that this is related to the au/fangame in an "escaping your real life and jumping into the whimsy that is this gravity falls game" sort of way. if we're counting the second bit, part of the story could be about refusing to let the game go? always coming back to it, never truly letting it end?

alternatively, the "cherishing life's fleeting moments" is about the show and "embracing the present" is about finding new joys in life. third possibility is that i'm overthinking this

A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers. okay, i can connect this one to a few characters:

-the stan twins (or just one, lots of people just go with one)

-the player character (going hand-in-hand with the "not wanting to let the game end" thing)

-...bill cipher? (again, if you can't let the game die, you can't let any of it truly die, and that includes the antagonist. the lines 'asked me to pray to the god he doesn't believe in' and 'don't look at me with those eyes' work especially well for bill, with the former possibly being linked to the axolotl. considering that he called out for the axolotl to revive him and, in this scenario, he came back without its help. or maybe it's just. an actual god. who knows what bill believes)

Two Birds by Regina Spektor

-Mabel and Dipper or Stan and Ford work, of course. however-

-Bill and the player??? i'm sorry i caught this string and i'm refusing to let ago until i get to a song that proves me wrong

-adding third idea after reading back through this: one bird is the player, the other is representative of either the show or other people in the player's life. the player doesn't want to let go, and ends up in an unfortunate situation as a result, with the other "bird" leaving without them

Ruler of Everything by Tally Hall

I'm gonna say this one is also related to Bill Cipher, for a few reasons- one, the line "do you like how my face disintegrates into chalk?" well. it did kinda do that when stan punched him didn't it

second reason is because the whole back-and-forth section of the song could be between the player and bill. "i saw you slobber over clovers on the side of the hill, i was observing the birds, circle in for the kill" could be a reference to bill's death, with him becoming a stone statue in the woods. in the final episode, you see a bird land on his hand- hence, i was observing the birds. "circle in for the kill" could be the player, rightfully, not trusting him not to try mass murder again

there's also "i've been you, i know you, your facade is a scam" coming from the player. they've watched the show, they've probably interacted with discussions about it, fanart, fanfiction, possibly even made some of their own. they know bill as a character and, more importantly, they know he's not an honest one

(the rest of these are songs i had never listened to before now)

Tom's Diner by Suzanne Vega, DNA

i'll be honest i've got nothing for the lyrics. i suppose there's just too many ways i could interpret it- for example, applying the "player theory" to this one, the player could be the singer or the person outside the window. bill could be the dead person in the newspaper, or it could be someone unrelated. the singer could be one of the characters (leaning towards ford, considering he is the coffee guy) and the waiter is the player, or the person outside the window is still the player, or the person exchanging hellos is the player. you see what i mean?

Obstacles by Syd Matters

mmm not entirely sure about this one, but i think it could be from the perspective of the characters? the blizzard/changing weather is the world the player's trapped them in, the foreseeing obstacles is the player themselves, and the playing hide and seek in waterfalls represents the world before the game. the world as in the show (especially considering that the cave behind the waterfall is pretty important whenever it comes up)

Constellations by The Oh Hellos

ditto, but a little more optimistic (the mention of "good intentions", assuming that the player isn't refusing to let the game end out of maliciousness + "everything you thought you knew will fall apart, but you'll be alright" acknowledging that what's happening is terrible and it's not likely that life for the characters will not return to normal, but they will persist throughout it)

Willow Tree March by The Paper Kites

i lied i have heard this one i just never knew the name. bonus points for having one of my favorite songs in your playlist and therefore helping me rediscover it. anyway, continuing with our player theory, this one could be a more...guilty approach to it? guilty in that the lyrics ("with your lust and your greed weighing down" and "and you weaken your love and you hold it above your head" for example) seem to be more accusatory, and the repeated lyrics "we all still die" and "this tree, it will die (without leaves)" make me think the singer represents the characters, trying to get across the idea that it doesn't matter how hard the player holds on to the game, it'll inevitably die anyway

Just A Man from EPIC: The Musical

not entirely sure about this one either. possibly, the player realizing that not letting the game end is hurting the characters and reflecting on that?

Viva La Vida by Coldplay

this feels like more of a bill song than a player song

Conclusion!

alright, so my guess at this au is that it's sort of about a self-aware game? the player plays through the game, then plays it again and again and again and refuses to let it rest. overtime, this starts to wear down on the characters and causes things to go wrong, such as reviving bill cipher. at some point, the characters begin to directly plead with the player to let the game end and, possibly after some sort of tragedy or new route via bill that kills or otherwise harms the other characters, the player start to realize that it's their own actions that are causing the game to break down. what exactly happens after that? depends on the player

no idea how close i was, but! good playlist i thoroughly enjoyed going through it :]

#also the offer is always open :]#i said that already but. not to the other tumblr folks so i'm saying it again here #oh wow that was a bit of a long one huh #(not tagging this one because i wasn't sure if you'd be opposed to me doing that or not-)

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e350tb · 8 months

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Gravity Falls - The Matchmabel - Chapter V

Chapter V: Strangeshrooms by Starlight

“We now return to the hit 1996 film Olympic, starring Raphael DeCaprisun and Kate Winslow!”

“ICEBURG, A LITTLE WAY TO STARBOARD!”

“So it is. Thank you Lookout.”

“I don’t get the point of this movie.”

Stan and Melody sat in front of the TV. The sun had gone down a while ago, and the room was lit only by the glow of the television.

“It’s about the romance of ocean liners in the 1910s,” said Melody.

“But… but why would you set it on a voyage where nothing goes wrong?” asked Stan. “The whole movie’s only ninety minutes!”

He took a sip from his cola.

“No wonder it bombed against Titanic.”

There was a slam as the front door opened, and soon Mabel and Soos entered the room.

“Did you do it?” asked Soos.

“Yeah, yeah, sure, I consigned it to the fire,” replied Stan.

“Good,” nodded Mabel, sitting down. “Candy’s delivered a note I wrote to Pacifica, so we’re all set for tomorrow.”

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” asked Melody. “I mean, I like matchmaking as much as the next person, but wouldn’t it be better to just let Dipper and Pacifica get together naturally?”

“Have you seen Dipper?” replied Mabel. “If we let him wait until he’s ready to confess to Paz, it’ll take years!”

“I’m with Mabel on this one,” added Stan. “I don’t think that kid’s ever been on a date. At least, not since that road trip back in 2012.”

“And that was only because Stan put him up to it,” added Mabel.

“I was stuck in a maze at the time,” said Soos.

“Does… he need to go on one?” Melody tilted her head.

“Dating is a formative part of a young boy’s life, Melody,” said Stan. “Especially dating rich people. Then you can mooch off ‘em.”

“I don’t know,” said Soos. “I mean, I never dated until I met Melody. And to be honest, Mr. Pines, your love life has been kind of… not good?”

Stan narrowed his eyes at Soos.

“Soos, go to your room.”

“But… I own the house.”

“Look, I’ve seen Dipper at home in California.” Mabel waved her arms to emphasise her point. “He’s actually been asked on dates - only twice in five years, but still! And he said no to both of them! I mean, I did pay both of them to ask him out but that’s not the point! And seeing that box out makes me think he’s still hanging on for Wendy, and he needs to get past that!”

She wrapped her hands around her knees.

“Dipper’s been going through a lot lately,” she said. “And I just want to give him something to be happy about.”

Stan raised his brow.

“Is this something I should know about?” he asked.

Mabel looked away.

“Besides,” she added. “Wouldn’t it be nice to have Pacifica in the family?”

Melody and Soos exchanged looks.

“Well, I guess one date can’t hurt,” replied Melody. “But why not just wait until they meet up on Saturday?”

“Because it needs to be a big romantic gesture!” exclaimed Mabel, jumping to her feet. “You can’t just wake up one day and decide you’re in love!”

“Sure you can,” said Melody.

“No! I’ve been planning this for years, and… argh! You just don’t get it!”

She marched up the stairs, shaking her head. Stan, Soos and Melody exchanged glances.

“Did she just say she’s been planning this for years?” asked Soos.

“It’s Mabel, she probably has a plan for me hooking up with Old Man McGucket,” Stan shrugged.

“I HAVE THREE PLANS FOR THAT!” Mabel called down the stairs.

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Ford drew the marshmallow back from the campfire, taking a bite from it.

“Do you know,” he said, “there’s a dimension made entirely out of marshmallows. Marshmallow White House, marshmallow Everest, even marshmallow Wright Brothers.”

He frowned as he gazed into the fire.

“They flew too close to the sun,” he said gravely.

“So there’s, like, infinite versions of us out there?” asked Wendy.

“Yes,” replied Ford. “The idea drove more than a few dimensional travellers mad. Others became nihilists, convinced that nothing in the universe mattered. A friend of mine created an authoritarian society consisting of nothing but variants of himself - I meant to check on him, but his entire dimension became inaccessible after a few years.”

He finished the marshmallow.

“He lost track of what was important,” he said. “Sure, it’s easy to think you don’t matter when there’s an infinite number of yourself - but all the same, there’s only one you.”

“So, there’s a infinite number of Mabels, but I only have one twin sister?” suggested Dipper.

“Precisely so,” replied Ford. “Friends, family - the difference between he and I was that he viewed them as entirely replaceable. Me? Never.”

He tossed his charred stick aside.

“But I didn’t bring you both out here to contemplate infinity,” he said. “Let’s try some of these bad boys! …is that what the kids say? Bad boys?”

“Well, you’ve got the spirit,” replied Wendy, smirking.

Ford chuckled and pulled a sack of strangeshrooms over, taking a notepad out of his jacket. He’d already written the effects of the ones he’d tasted in the field, and now he rifled through the bag for ones he had not tried.

“Alright, here’s a pair I was looking at earlier,” he said, pulling out a small green one and a tall, thin pink one. “Remember, lick, don’t bite.”

He handed the green one to Wendy and the blue one to Dipper.

“Alright,” mused Dipper, “here goes…”

He closed his eyes and licked the strangeshroom. It tasted a little bit like cinnamon, but he didn’t feel any different.

“Eh bien, je ne me sens pas différent…”

Wendy snorted as Ford raised his eyebrows.

“Quoi?” quizzed Dipper, “Qu'est ce qu'il y a de si drôle?”

“Dude, is that French?” asked Wendy.

“It must be a member of the Babel family!” exclaimed Ford.

Dipper tilted his head.

“Pourquoi parles-tu anglais?”

Ford cleared his throat.

“Dipper, tu ne te souviens pas?” he asked. “Vous êtes anglophone!”

“Dipper? Je m'appelle Maison! Et nous avons toujours spoken French, that’s - what the heck was that?”

Dipper gazed at the mushroom, eyes wide.

“Whoa!” he exclaimed. “For a second there, I was convinced I was French!”

“A particularly powerful Babel Strangeshroom, then!” exclaimed Ford, writing frantically in his notebook.

“And dangerous,” added Wendy. “Who wants to be French?”

“There are an infinite amount of French Wendys,” said Ford mischievously.

“Ugh! I don’t even wanna think about that!”

She lifted up her own strangeshroom.

“Well, here goes nothing…”

She licked the strangeshroom. This one tasted a little sour.

“How’s it feeeeeeeeeee…”

Like a record slowing to a stop, Dipper and Ford gradually halted.

Wendy glanced around. The breeze, the rustling of the branches, even the flames of the fire had stopped - no, they were moving, just incredibly slowly. She ran her hand in front of her face - it left a blurry imprint behind it.

“Aw, sweet,” she said. “Superspeed.”

She got up, walking around the fire and leaving a blur behind her. She reached Ford, picked the pencil out of his hand and turned it around, so that now the eraser faced the paper. She then stepped over to Dipper, lifted his hat off his head and left it hovering in the air above him. Then she sat back down in her original spot and waited.

“...eeeeeeellllll, Wen-oof!”

Dipper’s hat fell back onto his head, while Ford lifted up his pencil in confusion.

“I’m guessing either time compression or superspeed?” he asked.

“Something like that,” replied Wendy. “Neither of you were moved for a whole minute.”

“Fascinating,” mused Ford. “This could be useful if we’re ever faced with another apocalyptic situation.”

He turned his pen around and scribbled some more notes, before grabbing another pair from the bag.

“These two look like the same species,” he said, holding up two fat, silver mushrooms. “We’ll need to see if they have the same effect. Dipper?”

He tossed one to him.

“Well,” Dipper shrugged. “Here goes!”

They both licked their strangeshroom. As they did so, Wendy blinked - then she let out a loud snort.

“What?” Ford tilted her head, her voice notably lighter.

“Dang, Ford!” exclaimed Wendy. “You’re really rocking that foxy grandma look!”

Ford looked down at herself and blushed, running a hand through her longer hair.

“Hmm,” she mused. “This one could have medicinal properties…”

Next to her, Dipper cupped her hands over her face as she looked down at herself.

“Oh,” she said. “This is… this is weird.”

“Not a bad look, Dip!” said Wendy, chuckling.

“Oh man, I sound almost like Mabel.” Dipper clutched her head. “Wait, voices sound different in your own head - is this what Mabel hears when she talks?”

Wendy blinked, and Ford and Dipper were back to normal.

“Well, that was interesting,” said Ford, grabbing his notepad.

“Save that one, I wanna try it later,” said Wendy.

Dipper rubbed his temples. “You’re welcome to it,” he muttered.

“I tried this one earlier, but it didn’t work,” said Ford, pulling out a three-headed strangeshroom - one green, one pink and one blue. “Perhaps each head needs to be activated. I’ll pass it around.”

He licked the green head and then passed it to Dipper. Dipper swallowed, then licked the blue one. He handed it to Wendy, who licked the pink one.

There was a burst of energy, and all three flew backwards, landing beside a stream a few dozen metres from the campsite. Wendy pulled herself up, rubbing her head.

“Was it a bomb?” she asked. “Wait, why’s my voice echoing?”

The three got up and looked at their reflections in the stream. All were glowing - Ford’s hair and eyes were green, Dipper’s were blue and Wendy’s were red. They all hovered a little bit off the ground.

“Uhh… okay,” said Dipper.

“I feel like this has been done,” said Ford flatly.

-----

Several hours later, Dipper sat by the dying embers of the fire. Wendy and Ford had both drifted off to sleep in their sleeping bags, but nagging thoughts were keeping Dipper awake, and they simply would not leave him alone.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the college questionnaire.

“What I want out of college is…” he whispered to himself.

He sighed and fell onto his back, looking up at the stars.

“The boy’s got a prodigious mind, Mrs. Pines, but he wastes it thinking about werewolves and vampires and… and gremobolins! He needs direction!”

“I’m putting my foot down, Mason. Either you promise me you’ll finish this college application, or you don’t go to Gravity Falls.”

“Your mother’s right, Dipper. You can’t live in this fantasy world forever…”

In the night sky above him, he could see the Big Dipper. For a brief moment before he drifted away, he wished he was up there.

#gravity falls #mabel pines #dipper pines #grunkle stan #melody gravity falls #soos ramirez #wendy corduroy #ford pines #dipcifica #OR IS IT?#writing

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prettyinpwn-blog · 1 year

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I saw your post in the Ford tag and gotta say: I have heard stories about the times when Ford was commonly disliked, and I can't imagine living through that 😭 I joined the fandom right before Lost Legends came out, and I only ever came across one blog still posting about disliking Ford. He is my favorite character from any media ever. Welcome back to tumblr, I'm glad you get to experience the fandom finally giving Ford all the love and appreciation he deserves

Come and sit near the fire, youngster. Let old Grandma PiP tell ya stories about the good old days...

But yeah, both Ford and Mabel got lots of angry rants in those days. To be honest, most of them were made out of love for Stan (because Ford did treat him like garbage at points) and Dipper (because people perceived that he gave up way more for Mabel than vice versa).

But it kinda sucked because oh man, here was our theory son finally getting his time to shine. And what was even better is that he was just as awesome as we'd hoped he'd be. We'd always thought he'd be a giant nerd like Dipper but also a badass because of his getting lost in the portal (though we were wrong about some things - like him being the author and not McGucket, what he was doing before he was lost, why he and Stanley fought, that his name was Stanford and Grunkle Stan was Stanley, etc).

He was my favorite character the moment he walked out of that portal and showed his face (well, kind of before that, given much of my blog was posting headcanons/theories about him before he was revealed, but nothing was canon yet so it was all what-ifs - we never knew if we’d actually like him or not until he had screentime).

And then I get online to see how other people responded... and it was not good. Granted, some like me loved him and many had their minds blown with the reveal, but he got a lot of flack. Even legit anger. I remember thinking, “Damn, I know we all love Stan to bits, but give Ford some slack! Give him time to shine and make it up to Stan.”

To be honest, I think had he had more screen time, especially more scenes from what was described in the physically released Journal 3 and Lost Legends, people would have liked him more from the outset. I’m still of the opinion that the story in the latter half of S2 feels rushed, and as much as I love this show and appreciate the effort put into it, I think Ford suffered for it.

Stan, Mabel, and Dipper got two seasons to shine. He got half of one, and a few episodes of that half didn’t even involve him much or at all (cough Roadside Attraction cough). And what we do see of him is punching Stan, talking about their broken relationship, telling Stan that the Mystery Shack has to go, him giving Dipper a mind control device, him explaining how he worked with Bill, and him inviting Dipper on a path away from Mabel. The few positive scenes we saw were in DDaMD and his heroic actions in the finale episodes.

He gets fleshed out way more in supplementary materials and, upon reading those, I think he arguably can be seen as the best character in terms of growth and depth (though Stan rivals him closely in this area imo).

I would love to do a whole Ford character analysis post at some point soon, because the way they wrote him is worthy of a closer look. He’s heavily flawed, but that’s what makes his arc and story all the more satisfying, and interesting to examine. A flawed character is a good character from a writing perspective, and like you, he’s been cemented as my favorite character in all media ever so far because of it.

He had an arguably abusive father, deep insecurity and ego issues, pride that shattered his relationships and led him to push people away, made many mistakes, was intelligent but easily manipulated, and had to accept that - as much as he wanted to be a hero - it was Stan who was the true hero... But even so, he found redemption and happiness in the end. He’s still a broken man and still has flaws, but like I said: his growth arc? Amazing. He’s also relatable to me on a personal level because I’ve struggled with many of the above issues in my own life.

I am like 99.99% sure Hirsch will never return to Gravity Falls, but if he does in some form, it would be great to see a mini series or comic or [insert thing here] with Ford as a main protagonist, be it his story between getting to Gravity Falls and being shoved into the portal, his portal adventures, or his adventures with Stan after the main series. I know we’ve seen summaries or hints of these time periods, but man, with how little screentime he got in the show, I think fans would gladly go for it.

I also think it would be great to explore his and Stan’s stories in material that’s allowed to be more adult. Gravity Falls gets away with an astonishing amount of darkness for being a Disney show, but I think something targeted for an older audience would allow for greater delving into these dark aspects of Ford and Stan’s lives, like breaking generational trauma and family cycles, how to mend long-broken familial relationships, reflecting back on major regrets in your life, morality in the face of survival (if Ford’s portal days are ever explored more in-depth), etc.

But Disney owns the rights so if they’d be up for that... not sure. I’m not saying make it Rick and Morty or Inside Job level adult, but somewhere between the original series and those shows. The fandom is older now, and if Stan and Ford were the protagonists, it’d make sense to age up the target audience, as well.

#gravity falls #stanford pines #deep pip thoughts

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lordofhunger47 · 2 years

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Stan Who?

“Should one of us pretend to be a ghost?”

“Stanley…”

“OR! One of us can pretend to be a zombie and THEN! together we do that famous dance from the 90s with some outdated disco cloth_”

“STANLEY!”

“What!? At least I don’t wear a coat like I’m going to someone’s funeral!”

Ford rolled his eyes at his twin brother’s antics as they walked toward their other brother’s house, Shermie pines. Truly even in something as serious as telling their brother that not only his deceased sibling is alive, but also he pretended to be the other, his twin finds a way to make him forget about the incoming storm momentary.

After the Weirdmaggedon, the older Pines Twin decided to go on a trip with their boat together sailing around the world as they dreamt of when they were kids;however, they met with… complications concerning their identities during their travels.

First of all Dipper and Mabel’s parents for all they knew have sent their kids to Stanford not Stanley, secondly Shermie for all he knew the real Stanley died in a car crash and not least of all, people kept mistaking one to the other.

Ford found out about it to his irritation when he once tried to travel to a state before learning that his brother, even when he had… ‘burrowed’ his name, has managed to make himself banned to numerous states, since then he never let his brother live that out.

A Few months ago, On a deck near Portland…

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU GOT YOURSELF BANNED WITH MY NAME BY TRAFFICKING PUGS!? HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!?!?” Ford shouted in outrage over the phone as Stan cringed and nearly got deaf by the sheer volume.

Or like that time when Ford got kidnapped by gangsters for believing that he was Stan, while Stan got kidnapped by some extra dimensional aliens thinking that he was Ford.

A month after the pug fiasco…

Somewhere in Columbia…

“Again I’m telling you, you have mistaken me for my twin!” Ford said in exasperation as he was rope to a chair in a deteriorated room in front of a dirty weared Columbian man with a shaggy beard, who he later finds out that is secretly a fan of Ducktective.

“You think you are being funny american? I watched a show with the same plot twist, if you are trying to con your way out, at least be original!”

“Gaaaaah!” this time, Ford groaned in exasperation

Somewhere else…

“You will tell us where your Quantum Destabilizer is!” BANG sound on a table Said a tall humanoid green bug with red eyes in front of Stan who is in handcuffs in what looks like some sci fi-scifi place with all the weird and alien tech geeks dreams about.

“Look gu-bug or whatever, you have mistaken me for someone else, I’m just a honest business man, I’m innocent!”

“You are anything BUT innocent!” The bug shoved a tablet with a picture of a wanted poster to his face, which had the picture of an Amphibian that for some weird reason wore Ford’s coat.

“Wait wait, sorry, wrong poster” quickly the alien did some changes in his tablet “I meant THIS!” this time shoved the tablet with a wanted poster of Ford’s face on it with a list of crimes, some of which includes:

Possession of an Infinite dice

Having more fingers than anyone That’s a hate crime!

Associating with a wanted drunk sociopathic criminal Puff, you have a thing for psychoes, Sixer!

Stealing valuable materials

Teaching maths Okay, now this is just ridiculous

Starting a revolution and overthrowing a government Now THAT’S something!

Secretly having a relationship with a royalty OHOHO!Never thought you had it in you!~

Rubbing an interstellar casino Not so different, are we Poindexter?

And the list continued, “What do you have to say, milk drinker!” the alien bug spoke in a accusive tone.

“...I know I should be annoyed, but I feel too proud. “ Stan replied with almost teary eyes due to how proud he was of his dear brother.

Needless to say, that was the last straw. So, they decided to change their official names back. It took some bribing, threatening with a blaster and brass knuckles and fake and real documents, yet they managed to return their original names.

Now they are in the hard part of their work, telling the family about.

Obviously, they couldn’t just tell them that Ford got stuck in the multiverse for the past 30 years or mention any of the weirdness, so they made an elaborate made-up story about Ford being involved in some government project and him getting isolated in a room for a long time in coma due to the radiations he absorbed, hence why he wasn’t shown for so long. The hard part is explaining why Stan pretended to be Ford for the past 30 years and for the sake of convenience, they chose to do this gradually starting with Shermie.

“In case you may have forgotten, this is no time for pranks!” Ford uttered.

“Yeah, yeah. I don’t plan to give Shermie a heart attack. At least I’m not the guy who is wanted in 9000 dimensions for stealing.” Stan stated in a humorous tone.

“That was only for science and finding a way to end Bill!” Ford protested.

Somewhere in the multiverse, years ago…

“Weee are the champions, my friendsss and weee’ll keep on fighting ‘till the ennnnd~”

Ford sang as he was walking inside of an ancient tomb, while casually doging the traps.

Back to the present…

“PUFF! That’s nothing compared to the list of other stuff I saw, Admit it Sixer, you love being a bad boy!”

“I don’t call being lost in the multiverse as a fun time.” Ford told Stan, blandly.

“Yeah, it wasn’t all fun during my younger days as a con-artist either, Still it seems to me that I have a competition in being the black sheep of the family!” Stan let out chuckles.

Ford wanted to protest, but there was no time as they became closer to Shermie’s home which was in an urban area with a small garden area with not much remarkable characteristics, other than having an old sense of fashion and look like a typical Grandfather house.

“Are you sure it is wise to start with Shermie?” Ford inquired.

“Trust me, he may be a bit cranky but he is a softie; besides, better him first than the kids’ parents.” Stan shuddered, let’s just say Dipper and Mabel’s mother can make even Manly Dan flinch with her gaze and probably used to be an interrogator, as for the kids' father? Not as bad but not good either.

“Fine, but remember we do this subtly.” Ford replied.

“Just let me do the talk.” Stan assured Ford.

When they reached the house, as they planned, Stan pushed the ring of the door, while Ford hid behind the door. Footsteps have been heard which clearly were the sound of Shermie’s walking as then, the door has been opened with the puzzled look of Shermie Pines.

“Stanley? What are you doing here?” asked the confused Shermie, though he didn’t shared the same womb with Stan and Ford during the birth at the same time, he had some characteristics of them combined with their father such as a grey hair with almost the same colour as Ford, their father’s nose and having an almost rectangle like head, with some differences like white lines on his hair.

“Hi ya sport! I have a surprise for you…” to Ford’s surprise Stan grabs him and brings him over “GUESS WHO AIN'T DEAD!” Ford tried to smile nervously. That's not subtle at all! Ford thought anxiously.

After a minute of silence as everything sat still with just the sound of the birds, “WHAT!?” Shermie’s exclamation interrupted the birds' peaceful activities.

“BUT_WHA–”

“And that’s not just that! See the fingers?” Stan forcefully brought Ford’s hand. “He is the REAL Stanford, and I’M THE one and only Stanley! Not that geek I once punched by the way!”

“BUT- you had your extra fingers removed!”

“All part of the prank!” Stan commented as he grinned What in the name of Axolotl are doing!? Ford thought in panic.

“But I saw your scars!” Shermie objected.

“ALLL made up! Real man isn’t afraid of doing some self-inflicted scars! Totally wasn’t by accident!” Stan refuted Shermie’s reasoning.

“Accident?” Ford questioned Stan.

“Bu-wha-hu?” Shermie kept babbling as his expression kept being erratically contorted.

“I think you broke him…” Ford said in warry.

“Wait for it…” Stan noted, except the reaction Shermie did was not what he expected as he expected him to cry.

Minutes past until “I-I-I’M GONNA MURDER ALL!” Shermie declared as his face changed to anger and suddenly moved toward Stan.

“Okay That’s not what I-GRKKK” Stan failed to finish as Shermie hold his throat by one of his hands, Ford tried to react but then Shermie with his other hand ramped around Ford’s throat.

“YOU BASTARD! HOW LONG YOU’VE BEEN IN THIS CHARADE!?”

“Since the-gkk- 30 years ago?” Stan state with a shy tone.

“30 YEARS!? YOU’VE BEEN FOOLING AROUND FOR 30 GODDAMN YEARS?!” Shermie’s grip on Stan got tighter to his discomfort.

“GRkK-Ford help!--” Stan uttered to Ford as Ford fearfully moved his head in a sign of Nope.

“AND YOU!” Ford winced at Shermie’s voice.

“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!? BUSY STALKING THE LOCH-NESS MONSTER!?”

“We can explai-GK!” Shermie’s hold on Ford has become stronger when Ford tried to reason.

That was when they realized they were screwed.

One explanation and tough playing later…

“GAH!”

“YAHOO!”

What was heard was the exclaimed sounds of Ford and Stan as cold water was showering them from Shermie’s pipe, no need to say they weren’t enjoying this.

“I can’t believe all this time my grandkids instead of being under the wing of the well-educated brother of mine WERE learning pickpocketing from MY CONMAN OF A BROTHER!” Shermie remarked in a furious tone, his face has gone red.

“Look, I get that you are mad-YYEH! TOO COLD!” Stan again got attacked by an onslaught of a cold watery pipe.

“MAD?Nonono, I’M BEYOND FURIOUS!I knew you were a conman but petending to be your twin for decades? That's low, even for YOU!” Shermie retorted in anger, after which he turned his gaze to Ford.

“AND YOU!”

“AAAAH!” Ford moved his hands defensively to block the attack, except that didn't happen.

“DON’T THINK YOU ARE OFF THE HOOK! EVEN BEFORE THIS, YOU RARELY VISITED BECAUSE “Oh my research is so important! Only I understand the integrity of sasquatches' feet on mud and their mating season!, the universe revolves around me! I'm the chosen one to bring balance!” Well, thanks to you both I just broke one of my pots so either you both pay for it or I WILL HAVE BOTH OF YOUR ASSES PADDLED MERCILESSLY!” They cringed at the retort as Shermie shut down the pipe and started walking furiously toward his home, leaving both Stan and Ford wet like sewer rats.

“....Well it could have been worse.” Stan said in a joking tone to alleviate the atmosphere, only to receive a glare from Ford.

“Next time… I will do the talking!” Ford noted to Stan as Stan looked a bit embrassed.

A few days later in piedmont…

“And that’s how we managed to reconcile with your Grandpa!” Stan announced to the live video of Dipper and Mabel who were currently in school from a computer.

“I wish it could have been less intense… still…I’m glad you all managed to get along!” Mabel retorted, being the twin who always sees the bright side.

“But wait, what about our parents? How did that go?” Dipper quiz, Always being the curious twin.

“Well, It was a bit heated but I managed to manage the situation before it escalated.” Ford answered.

“So no worries, your Grunkles are going to be jussst fine!” Stan reassures them, only for him to jinx it as the door of the room violently opens.

What they met was the outraged gaze of Dipper and Mabel’s parents as they looked particularly at Stan, the mother having the scariest gaze Stan ever saw as she sent chills to him from her cold fury.

“Care to explain THIS?” The resentful mother brought a phone which had the video of Dipper in his werewolf suit as girls were dropping money on him back in the Mystery Shack. Apparently one of the girls took a video of it and posted it on her account.

“Well gulping it’s a funny story…” Stan tried desperately to look unsuspicious, which failed as the mother’s cold gaze made him squirm from finishing it.

Ford let out a groan, knowing their fate had been sealed, This couldn't get any worse...

“Oh Hi mom, dad!” Mabel shook her hand in a gesture of hello “Did Grunkle Ford tell you that he gave me a crossbow?” Dipper facepalmed at his twin as the parents shrieked in rage at Stan and Ford.

This is going to be a LOOONG day Stan thought as he and Ford were being chewed alive by the angry couple.

Note:This my first crack fic, so constructive criticism is welcomed.

By the way, I secretly made references to two brands and made mentions of Journal 3, catch them if you can!

#crack fic #fanfic #fanficiton #gravity falls fanfic #gravity falls fanfiction #gravity falls #stan pines #ford pines #drama #comedy #my fanfiction

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itsthemysterykids · 2 years

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Bruh I'm so invested in the mystery kids fairytales .

So King Henry and his ex wifes ?

Dipper: Alright, onto our next story- ‘King Henry’s Ex-Wives.’

Lili: That’s not a fairytale!

Mabel: Well I still wanna hear it.

Dipper: Once upon a time…

Royal Announcer: Her Majesty, Lili of Aragon!

*The trumpets go off as Lili of Aragon, a paragon of royalty whose loyalty is to the Vatican enters the throne room*

Raz: And just what are you doing out of bed? You should be praying that you bore a son! *To the readers* By the way, we're in like our early forties in this, just letting you know.

Lili: Your Majesty, I know you want a son. But must we discuss my womb in front of the entire court? *She gestures to the King's court, all laugh at her embarrassment*

Dib: As the royal physician, it is my learned opinion that her womb is filled with sea serpents. *Shows an old medieval diagram*

Lili: Well, we can't be sure. I mean, what if it's a girl?

Raz: Then you will bring about shame to this Kingdom! I can see it now. Fire everywhere, Protestants burning, she'll be bathing in their blood. *Shudders*

Lili: *Sighs* I could've married the King of France. He wasn't so preoccupied with procreation. But no, 'Raz the VIII is a good man, an honest to God man.' Thanks a lot, father.

*As Lili storms out of the throne room, Mabel Boleyn approaches*

Mabel: Oh, Sire, I apologize for your wife. Seems twenty-four years of so-called wedded bliss is one year too many.

Raz: Who would dare to flatter a King?

Mabel: *She curtsies* Mabel Boleyn, loyal subject, big fan. Modern Wench magazine dubbed me "Mabel of the Lovely Green Sleeves." *She flaunts the green sleeves of her dress*

Raz: Yes. Green sleeves indeed. I could make my songstress write hundreds of-

Lili: Enough! *She grabs Raz VIII's arm and drags him out of the throne room*

Raz: Hey, I thought you left! Where are you taking me?

Lili: Marriage counseling! *Raz screams*

Lili: We came here to talk about our problems... *Noticing Raz VIII is reading instead of paying attention, she punches his arm*

Raz: Fine! I want to marry Mabel Boleyn. But I can't chop my wife's head off because her father is the King of Spain!

Stan: Your Majesty, your feelings are valid, but I'm afraid marriage takes a lot of hard work. *Raz snaps his fingers and two knights hold their swords up to his neck* A-and who needs that? I say trade in that lemon and get busy!

Dipper: So they go to the Pastor of the Catholic Church.

Ford: Divorce?! Sire, there's no such thing in the Catholic Church. But it's the only church we've got, so what are you gonna do?

Raz: Then I'll start my own church.

Ford/Lili: What?!

Raz: Yes, my own church. Where divorce will be so easy, more than half of marriages will end in it.

Ford: Your Majesty, I work for the Pope, and I think a celibate Italian weirdo knows a lot more about marriage than you.

Raz: Mmm, I understand. And because you stuck to your principles, I'm going to canonize you... With an actual canon. *Ford gulps*

*Back in the throne room, Lili talks to her daughter, Winnie the 1st about the divorce between her and Raz*

Lili: Sweetie, sometimes a daddy and a mommy decide to live apart. It's not your fault... It's just that you came out as the wrong sex and ruined everything.

Raz: So, become a boy or get lost.

Winnie: But I can't. *Raz waves her off* But, why can't your heir be female? Or why can't we elect our leaders?

Raz: I wonder if I could canonize a child?

Winnie: Okay! Leaving! But just know, I'm going to resent you and your new wife for the rest of my life and commit some horrible deeds in the name of mother! *She leaves*

Lili: ... She'll be fine.

*Some time after King Raz's and Queen Lili's divorce, the King soon married Mabel Boleyn and he couldn't be happier... Until they had a daughter*

Mabel: Well how could I predict our heir would be a girl? Hell, why must it be a son? Why I bet she's going to grow up and become the Queen one day.

Raz: HER! Well, you might as well make Winnie the Queen!... Speaking of, take two steps to the right.

*Mabel Boleyn does so, and right before a flaming arrow could pierce through her*

Raz: No fire in the castle, sweetie!

Winnie: SHUT UP, YOU HEATHEN!

Raz: Oh, this day couldn't get worse.

*Suddenly, the royal messenger arrives*

Royal Messenger: A message for the Queen. 'Dearest Mabel Boleyn, I so enjoyed our date last weekend, and the jokes you told of the King were hysterical.'

Mabel: *Laughs nervously* I have no idea what he's talking about.

Royal Messenger: 'Inform me of when the King is being a complete arse again, and I shall comfort you, my love.'

Mabel: *Punches the messenger, knocking him out* Ha! Don't you just hate when these guys get mixed up, honey?

*Some time later*

Mabel: *With her head laid on a block* Well can you blame me? You're hardly ever around anymore!

Raz: *Rolls his eyes* If it makes you feel any better, I'll dip your head in gold and mount it on a pike in the castle. Do your thing, executioner.

*The executioner steps up to the Queen with an ax before bringing it down to her neck*

Dipper: Months Later, the King has found himself a new bride, Jane Seymour. Hopefully, she would be the one to produce a male heir.

*King Raz paces outside Coraline Seymour's room as she screams dozens of profanities every second*

Raz: *Crossing his fingers* Come on! Son! Son! Son! *Soon, the screams cease* ... Uh... Honey? You okay?... Is it a boy?... *He takes a peek inside before quickly shutting the door* ... Oh dear.

Dipper: Sad thing is he actually had some feelings for her. Then came his next bride, Anne of Cleves. Of course, though, he only fell for her after seeing her portrait. But then...

Royal Announcer: Presenting her Majesty, Queen Wyla of Cleves! *To the readers* Man, are we out of female characters already?

Raz: Alright, let's see what we're working with! *Checks out Wyla's portrait one last time* God, she is smoking!

*Wyla of Cleves enters the throne room, and immediately, Raz VIII screams at the sight of her*

Raz: OH, HOLY MARY! WHO LET A HORSE IN HERE?!

Wybie: What?!

Royal Announcer: Sire, that's Wyla of Cleves.

Raz: Wh... What the... WHAT?! Okay, either you got run over on your way here, or your painter is blind because the lady in this portrait looks nothing like you!

Royal Announcer: *Looks at the portrait then at Wyla of Cleves* Looks the same to me.

Raz: Look around the eyes! And the face shape! It is almost as if you have... Fish... Cat me. Yes! You are a fishcatter!

Wybie: *Scoffs* I'll have you know that in this century, I am considered to be quite attractive.

Raz: Not in England, buddy! Look, if I give you a few palaces will you get out of my sight?

Wybie: ... Fine! But I'm telling everyone how short you really are! And you have the gall to say my portrait is a lie! Auf Wiedersehen!

*Wyla of Cleves storms out of the throne room in a huff*

Dipper: After another divorce costing him three castles and tons of money, King Henry remarried again to a fine lady named Katherine Howard... Only to discover she had some... Uh... Other unsavory gents in the past.

*Norma Howard's head is placed on the same block where Mabel Boleyn was beheaded*

Norman: Would it have killed you to clean this thing? I swear you must have beheaded at least five people on this thing.

Raz: 70,000, but who's counting? Now, do you confess your sins or not?

Norman: Will that save me from getting beheaded?

Raz: Not on your life, sweetie. Get it over with!

*The executioner brings down his ax on Norma Howard's neck*

Dipper: Then finally, King Henry married his final wife. Catherine Parr, the one who saw him to the end of his life.

*King Raz laid weak and nearly lifeless in his bed with Delphinus Parr at his side*

Raz: Why on earth did I marry you again?

Dipper: My track record! I've had ten sons! I can't believe this, I leave a good man for a withered husk of a King?

Raz: *Sighs* My whole life, I was looking for that one woman whose execution could bring me happiness. Now I realize I was just beheading myself for divorcing the one woman who truly mattered.

Dipper: Didn't you force her into a nunnery?

Raz: ... Oh yeah. Delphinus, will you stay with an old head-chopping fool until his final breath?

Dipper: Oh, of course, Your Majesty. Let me just fluff your pillow for you, and- NOW!

*Wyla of Cleves comes out of nowhere with a pillow and shoves it over the King's face, smothering him until he stops kicking*

Dipper: See ya in hell, bastard!

Dipper: The end. Any other requests?

Neil: Oh! The Wizard of Oz!

Norman: Addams Family?

Lili: That's not a fairytale!... But I do like those movies.

Dipper: Well, I doubt it's even in- Oh, I stand corrected. Alright, which one?

#coraline #mystery kids #paranorman #gravity falls #psychonauts #the mystery kids #ask stuff #answered ask #fairytales

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ezra129799 · 4 months

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random thought 1

this is technically random thought 2 but whatever

i realised that my bedroom reflects a lot of myself. i was just thinking about how some people can look at someones room and instantly know they're entire life story and realised that someone could 100% do that with my room.

my room has a sign on it saying "please knock before coming in and if the door was closed when you came in, please close is on your way out" which is mostly just to remind my mum because she always forget and i cant really blame her cause i forget everything as well but i think that sign kind of reflects how im a bit of a secluded person on the outside. some of my friends say i was a bit scary at first and i can understand cause im a bit blunt most of the time.

however as soon as you enter my room theres posters of every band and game and movie i like plastering all the walls, there's paper stars hanging from my ceiling in the shape of the big dipper, there's pictures of all my friend and my cats all over the place, every book i own is displayed and there's a bass guitar and an electric guitar always laying around somewhere. there's birthday cards from years ago just all over the shelves, mirrors in the shape of stars on my wall, paper flowers dangling from the ceiling next to a crocheted green mushroom, along with a load of bits and bobs my friends have made me. there's also a tube map on the wall, origami butterflies and dinosaurs stuck on the ceiling above my pillow, and a shit tone of star wars and marvel and harry potter lego just everywhere. i think its a lot like how, as soon as i realise someone is going to put the effort into actually getting to know me and wont immediately leave me (cause lets be honest here i have severe abandonment issues, who doesnt), i am an open book. like yeah im gonna make some comment on how much i dislike (and thats putting it kindly) my bio teacher and if you so much as comment on it i will go on a 5 minuet rant on why i, as someone who respects every teacher cause im a goodie two shoes and want people to like me, HATE this teacher. and yeah of course im going to explain why the list of most powerful main characters i know of goes : anakin skywalker, then percy jackson, and then harry potter and if you say otherwise you are wrong (ill go into it in a different post).

i think that its kind of crazy how much of me is revealed by my room

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epickiya722 · 1 year

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NOW LISTEN DIPPER ISNT BAD HE'S COOL

It's just the behavior of the fandom that's the problem basically. Not saying Mabel is a perfect character either, just that her treatment compared to her twin just bothers me. They are actually pretty even, and when one realizes they're wrong, they actually fix it.

I think you should watch it bc idk how to describe everyone. Jajshsjahk

I always hear about how Gravity Falls is a pretty good show and it keeps slipping my mind to watch it. XD

And yeah, seems to me that it is a fandom problem and not a character problem.

Even if the character is flawed it is odd to me that sometimes one character will be mistreated and not the other character who is let's say equally flawed. And let's be honest, gender plays a part into sometimes.

It's unfair really.

#kiya answers

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And here's Billnesia part 5! Back to Dipper's POV.

Bill’s grinning.

And while that’s his smug, default state, the circumstances right now are a little… weirder than usual.

Therefore, Dipper looks at his husband with the appropriate amount of skepticism.

Bill’s standing in front of him, so certain, and so smug. With that huge well of confidence, Bill really, truly believes that nothing bad could happen to him, ever. Of course he still wants to kiss Dipper, even knowing that it could make his blood boil, or his head explode.

The ‘consequences’ have never been tested before. They might not apply right now.

But Dipper knows Bill, and what he likes. What he does to things he dislikes.

Whatever does trigger them is going to have explosive results.

Bill’s thumb runs over his cheek. “Well?”

Dipper turns away. “I’m thinking about it.”

Bill’s argument has been unintentionally convincing. In that he’s been unintentionally honest. Without the veil of lies, without the arguments, or the demonic flirting, and everything Bill usually does to hide his motivations - he’s actually, for once, telling the truth.

He wants to kiss Dipper.

...if Bill thinks that eyebrow wiggle is doing him any favors though, it’s not.

Bill nudges him. “C’mon, kid! What’s the worst that could happen?” He puckers up, and taps his lips. “Go ahead. Plant one on me.”

For all that the last week has been an exercise in frustration, it’s proven one thing.

Dipper has married an idiot.

An intelligent, powerful idiot. Someone who’s smart, who can puzzle out the most convoluted solution to any strange situation. In this strange situation he's found himself in - Bill's come up with something that's entirely wrong, possibly kissing-related, and he's very, very proud of it.

So you know what? Fuck it.

Dipper grips his idiot by the nape of the neck, and pulls him in.

Whatever happens, Bill will survive.

“Well that was qui-” Bill starts. Just before he’s forced to shut up.

There’s no instant explosion. No demonic fire. Just Bill’s mouth against his own, and -

Dipper holds his idiot demon’s face in both hands.

When Bill’s mouth drops open, he meets it, and Bill makes a strangled noise, hands stuttering over his sides.

Take that, Bill. Can’t complain about ‘no tongue’ this time.

Dipper lets his mouth trail away from Bill’s, and presses a kiss on his neck. Then another near his ear. Adds a bit of teeth, where he knows Bill likes it -

“Huh.” Bill backs up a step. His voice sounds a little tense, hands making fists in the fabric of Dipper’s shirt. Breathing slightly faster. “Wow. You don’t take much to get going, do ya?”

“What?” Dipper pulls away. “I - Bill, you asked for this.”

“No no no! Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining! This performance gets a standing ovation.” Bill claps a few times, beaming, before gesturing at the bed. “But I bet we could make it better.”

It figures. Bill would aim for that, after an initial success. Give a demon an inch, they'll take a few thousand miles.

This time, Bill’s the one that starts the kiss.

Dipper takes a step back, and lets Bill slowly push him. He's always been more knowledgeable about these things. Now that he’s taking the lead again, he’s…

Being a little pushy with the tongue, and biting a little too hard. It’s not bad, exactly. If anything, it feels oddly familiar.

Dipper hums against that warm mouth as he frowns. He grips Bill's shoulders, tight.

Okay. Change of circumstances.

Until recently Bill was more knowledgeable about these things. Dipper was the inexperienced one, and Bill had a lot of time to practice on his favorite subject.

“Wait.” Dipper pulls back, hand braced on Bill’s chest. “Something’s wrong.”

“What?” Bill’s a little breathless, and still grinning. “Whoa, nothing’s wrong here! If anything, it's right!” He takes another step, and Dipper’s legs bump against the bedframe. “Very right.”

Dipper sits down on the mattress. He looks up at the beaming face of his idiot.

“Bill, you...” Have forgotten everything about how to do human stuff, with a human. Dipper reaches up, touching Bill’s cheek. He snorts. “Kinda suck at this.”

One thing Bill wasn’t lying about. He genuinely hadn’t done a human before. This all feels familiar because it’s close to Bill’s first performance.

And honestly? Dipper’s standards are a lot higher now. They’ve learned too much from each other.

Bill draws himself up, both offended and self-important. “Oh yeah?” His eye narrows. “We’ll see about that.”

Dipper doesn’t resist Bill pushing him down onto the mattress, but he does roll his eyes at it.

“What’s with the weird look, kid? You like it! And guess what?” Bill looks down, and clasps a hand over his chest, beaming with pride. “I’m your husband now!”

Dipper looks up at that grinning face.

He knows he’s making a face.

But then, it was familiar things that would jumpstart the memory connections, right? Something closely held? Is this what -

Okay, if Bill’s associating him with… a good time, then. Fine. There are worse things that could have sparked it. Dipper's probably less insulted than he should be. Mostly, he's relieved.

He lets his head thump onto the pillow, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. “Finally.”

That took long enough.

Bill's giving him a weird look, eye darting around.

Dipper reaches up, and squishes Bill’s face between two hands. He’s starting to smile. “It’s about time, Cipher.”

God, the ‘spoilers’ thing was stupid. The entire memory loss thing has been stupid, but during it Bill’s been ignoring so many clues that it’s downright embarrassing.

Bill’s single eye blinks rapidly.

“You’re an idiot,” Dipper adds, for emphasis. He sits up, and plants a kiss on Bill’s nose.

When he drops back on the bed, Bill’s still staring at him.

Dipper pats his husband on the side. Not all of his memories have come back, or Bill would be moving in for the metaphorical kill.

...Bill's still not moving. He might need more prompting.

Dipper clears his throat. “So. Cipher-”

“You. Shouldn’t know that.” Bill rises up onto his knees, pats over his chest - then down his arms, on his thighs. “You-” He points, then buries a hand in his hair. “This thing-”

“What?” Dipper has a hard time interpreting this sudden flailing. From where Bill’s gesturing, it has something to do with- “Your body?”

“Yeah, that!” Bill exclaims, waving at him now. He looks oddly surprised. “How did you-” He smacks himself on the chest, grimacing. “From this?”

Dipper considers that statement

Optimism, right. He usually remembers to avoid that, when it comes to anything demon-related.

“So...” He leans up, bracing himself on his elbows. “You still don’t remember anything.”

Bill, for all his eternal power and confidence, starts spluttering. He’s been caught off guard. His eye darts around, he’s still processing.

Whatever 'clever' kissing-related solution Bill had, it's gone wrong for him.

“The backstory’s kinda important,” Dipper adds. Bill won’t appreciate the help, but he offers it anyway.

“Alright,” Bill’s smile is sharp and humorless. He splays out his hands. “Fine. Fine! You got me, kid! Bill Cipher, the one and only, aiming to steal you from…” He taps at his chin, looking deliberately nonchalant. “Who’s your husband, again?”

Dipper raises an eyebrow. “I thought you didn’t want,” He makes finger quotes, “‘Spoilers’.”

“I think,” Bill says, smiling as he speaks through gritted teeth. There’s blue fire roaming up over Bill’s hands, over his arms. “We’re a little past that by now.”

Dipper shrugs, and kisses his idiot on the cheek.

The fire vanishes. Bill jolts in place.

He stares at down his own hands, confused.

Implicit memory, working against him. But the explicit memory -

“Wait, when you said ‘husband.” That part of the conversation doesn’t make sense - until Dipper remembers the caveat. “What did you mean by ‘Now’?”

“What did I…?” Bill hesitates - then sneers. “I know what I'm doing, kid. I mean, you woulda never sealed the deal!” He’s right in Dipper’s face now, sharp teeth bared. “You have to finalize a contract! And you never did that with your jackass!”

“Uh. No, that happened.“ Dipper remembers Bill being insistent on his ‘goodbye’ thing. It was stupid, and indulgent, and... Wow. This explains a lot. “Though you are a jackass.”

Bill shakes his head, backing up a bit. He smirks. “No. No, no no, I don’t date mortals.” He shakes Dipper for good measure, teeth bright in his smile. “I’m stealing you.”

“From a guy called ‘Bill Cipher’” Dipper makes finger quotes, meeting Bill eye to eye. “I think I know him pretty well.”

“Lemme guess,” Bill says, voice dripping with contempt. “Scalene?” His eye narrows. “Bronze?” His tongue sticks out. “Quadrilateral, probably. Or worse.”

“Gold, and equilateral.” Dipper replies. Wow, there’s a lot to unpack there. “Perfectly so.”

“Then someone was playing with fire, ‘cause I don’t like posers.” Bill grabs Dipper’s left wrist, pinning it down the mattress. “Lucky enough, your brand will show off everything I need to find this guy.” His other hand moves over, prying open Dipper’s palm with a grin. “It’ll only take a secon-”

His single pupil narrows to a point.

Bill stays silent.

For a while.

Dipper waggles his fingers at him. He taps one against the eye on his palm, and watches Bill blink. Then he does it again, harder.

Bill’s eye shuts tight. He ducks his head, sits up, and swears.

It’s oddly warming, being able to annoy him this much. It’s been a long time since Dipper’s managed it.

Best of all, It’s entirely Bill’s fault.

“I did warn you it was weird,” Dipper says, after most of Bill’s swearing has trailed off.

“What the hell?” Bill’s gestures at Dipper, flailing and failing to convey anything.

He really must have lost his memory, because he doesn’t know how much material he’s providing. He thinks Dipper’s just one young mortal. Something that couldn't possibly be a problem.

“I friggin' got hitched,” Bill grumbles, teeth bared, and furious. "Me." He pats his own chest, and grimaces. "And a mortal."

His eye is staring off into the distance, a thousand eons away. A muscle in his face is twitching.

“I'm not immortal,” Dipper adds, completely failing to not be smug. It’s too good. “But I’m never letting you live this down.”

“Whatever, you’ll die sooner or later,” Bill looks him over more critically. He's unsteady, but he never loses his grip for too long. “I’ll give you cute, alright. Decently clever, too, ‘cause you went and did exactly as I asked,” Bill jabs him in the chest, eye narrowed. “While still managing to be an asshole.”

Dipper feels oddly warm about that. “I said it was a nine out of ten.” He jabs Bill right back. “How did that not clue you in?”

This demon’s tuned into weird. He’s extremely weird, hell, weird is Bill's whole thing. Telling him that things were that weird should have been a dead giveaway.

“Ha! Forget double digit weird!” Bill sits back, drawing a hand through his hair. He's smiling, but it's tense. “Kid, we’re way into the hundreds with this crap.” He starts rubbing at his temples. “Congrats, kid. You’re one hell of a headache.”

“Just a headache?” Dipper scoots closer, nudging him. Despite himself, he smiles. “I thought I was a migraine, at least.”

The corner of Bill's mouth twitches up.

“Alright, maybe it’s more double-digits,” Bill allows. He turns away, waving Dipper off. "You're still a huge pain in my angles."

Dipper moves over, pressing his side against Bill’s. It's warm, easy to slot himself next to his demon, and be close. "You're welcome."

The headache looks like it's literal this time. Dipper knows better than to offer comfort, but Bill sometimes accepts it. When it’s subtle enough to be denied.

Bill grumbles something quiet, but doesn't move.

After a while, Bill runs a hand over his face, eye shut. “I hate this friggin’ memory bullshit.”

He’s not the only one. This has been a whole thing.

"I know I didn't like being surprised with a husband," Dipper admits. He nudges Bill with an elbow. "Asshole."

Bill glances out of the corner of his eye. The hand resting against his mouth doesn’t quite hide his smirk. “You're welcome."

Dipper flips him off.

"You complain too much, kid! it's not that bad a surprise," Bill sits up. His gaze roams over Dipper, up, then down, lingering - then up again. He's smirking. "It figures I wouldn't contract just anyone.”

“I-” Dipper leans away. Anything complimentary feels weird. Even though it’s indirect, it's honest. “I mean, that’s arguable -”

“Yeah! You’ll argue with me about anything, won’t you?” Bill surges up, hands on Dipper's waist. “And you like it! I mean, look at you!” He squeezes tight, eye roving again.

Bill’s grinning again, his impressive ego recovered.

It could stand to be a little less impressive, sometimes.

Bill continues, smiling inhumanly wide - and winks. “You’re one saucy little minx.”

Dipper grips the sheets, drawing them tight.

Goddamnit.

“Ha!” Bill’s grin is bright and sharp and white. He leans in. “I knew you’d hate that.”

“I hate you.” Dipper states, through gritted teeth.

“I know!” Bill’s face is almost against his own, beaming. He winks. “We should make out about it.”

Dipper glares, and grabs onto Bill’s shirt.

Then he gets shoved back onto the mattress, bouncing on impact.

"Oh, we'll have fun, kid. Soon!" Bill’s still over him, still grinning - but now he’s wagging a chiding finger. “After you catch me up on things.”

#familiar!AU #Billdip #Billnesia #I thought about having Bill's 'consequences' affect him #But sadly Bill's egotistical enough to have keyed it to some intrinsic part of himself #Rather than someone who looks or acts different #Pictured here is: Dipper accidentally seducing Bill again #Though he has no idea how he's doing it #In the same way he has no idea how he did it in the first place #Dipper intentionally trying to seduce Bill would be at best confusing #And at worst Bill would think he was mind controlled #Oh yeah there's gonna be another part to this as well #Expect Triangle Bill for the end bit

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My Headcanoned Autistic Characters Part 1:

After seeing that people enjoyed my post on autistic characters both canon and headcaoned by yours truly, I decided to go into a little more detail about the characters I see as being autistic and why. So let part 1 commence!

Parker - Leverage:

I first started watching Leverage when I was about 11 or 12 years old. Prior to seeing Parker, I had never seen a book or tv show/movie character who was like me and not being made the butt of every joke. Parker is an extremely literal character in both her speech and her mannerisms. She is also very blunt and doesn't speak in metaphors; she simply says what she means. She also gets very excited over things that the other characters don't seem to get (like her love of Christmas and Santa Claus) and she is frustrated when things don't go how they are supposed too. Furthermore, Parker is shown to freak out when the plan goes wrong, and she is also often shown to say something socially "off" and have the other characters explain to her that just because it's true, doesn't always mean you should say it. However, despite having so many autistic traits that autistic people and characters are often shamed for, the rest of the team is accepting of her, and while they tease her, they do it in the same way with everyone. I still remember how happy I felt to finally see a character onscreen who was so similar to me, who was allowed to have agency and wasn't there to be the laughingstock of the Leverage team. Now, I can't remember which episode it was season and episode wise, but one of my favorites was the one where Parker has to wear the heavy shoes to match the mark's gait so she doesn't trip off the sensors, and when practicing, she starts freaking out because it doesn't feel right. As a person with extreme sensory issues, scenes like that mean a lot to me, because rather than have Hardison get upset with her or tell her to suck it up, he helps keep her calm and helps her to manage it comfortably.

Anya Jenkins - Buffy the Vampire Slayer:

Anya is another character whose way of speaking is very similar to mine. She is also very blunt, and speaks unabashedly and in a brutally honest manner. Anya also doesn't understand how the human world works because she is/was a vengeance demon. Now, I'm not a vengeance demon turned human (or am I?), but I am an autistic person living in a neurotypical world that I don't really get. Anya also does not understand social cues or what having a filter means as evidenced by the fact that she often talks about stuff that is not "socially acceptable" to talk about, which I can definitely relate to (throwback to when I brought up that being a Communist would be way better than being a N**i at prom, effectively bringing the conversation to a screeching halt. It's a long story). As such, I see her as autistic, because again, I see myself in several of her mannerisms.

Mabel Pines - Gravity Falls:

I know for a fact that I'm not the only person who sees the mystery twins as autistic. I mean, to me, it's obvious, especially with Mabel. Mabel is an enthusiastic girl, whose special interests range from Sev'ral Timez to golf to arts and crafts. When she goes after something, she does so wholeheartedly and doesn't care if other people try to dissuade her. Mabel is also shown to have a great love for things staying the same, like her and Dipper going trick or treating and both of them staying together after the summer, and she gets both upset and sad when things change. Mabel is unafraid to be herself, but still takes hurtful comments to heart. A good example of this is when Pacifica tells Mabel that she is too silly and will never be taken seriously, leading Mabel to try to act different than her natural self for the remainder of the episode until the end. This is very similar to autistic people being told that the way they exist is incorrect due to not being NT and leading them to mask when around other people. Lastly, Mabel shows self-stimulatory behavior and comfort stims by going to sweater town.

Dipper Pines - Gravity Falls:

Like his twin, Dipper has a special interests, primarily mysteries and conspiracy theories. He spends a lot of time compiling information on these topics and is extremely knowledgeable of them. Dipper doesn't want to be seen as different from others, like Wendy and her friends, and tries to hide things like trick or treating from them. This is relatable to me because it is very similar to masking. Dipper tries to seem mature and cool to fit in with his friends, which reminds me a lot of myself when I was younger and would mask in order to be accepted by my friends (I'm currently trying to unlearn masking tendencies because my way of naturally existing is not an inconvenience and neither is the natural existence of anybody reading this). Dipper also stims, by chewing on his pens and shirt, and when something is important to him (like hacking the code on the computer) he very quickly becomes fixated on it, which is another thing I do all the time.

That's all for now; I'll post part 2 soon, either later today or tomorrow so keep an eye out. If you have any characters you've headcanoned as autistic, let me know in the replies. I'd love to see other characters people relate to. Also, if you could please check out the post I made in regards to my sister and the fundraising she's doing for a service dog and reblog it, that would be greatly appreciated.

#actually autistic #autistic character headcanon #autistic headcanon #autistic rep is important #leverage #parker #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #anya jenkins #gravity falls #mabel pines #dipper pines #mystery twins #part one of two

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Here's Eclipse Lake, an episode that has been highly anticipated! Will it top Knock, Knock, Knockin' On Hooty's Door?

I'll skip the pretense: No. It won't.

You'll see under the cut.

Hmm, that list of ingredients for the Grimwalker...I'll let other people theorize about this (like @sepublic ), but it sure looks like a thing

Guess the mysterious green goo won't cut it, huh?

Belos face reveal already?! Huh, didn't expect it so soon.

Oh, no, he's hot! (And I'm mad about it)

Still an ass, though

Now we know why Hunter was wearing a different outfit (because people fixated on that for some reason)

Amity with the clipboard gives me strong Dipper vibes

GHOST! My beloved!

I need a moment because CAT!

(Also, someone pointed out earlier that Ghost was based on Dana's cat, and that's super obvious in hindsight)

Raine?! Oh, wait, you mean rain. Sigh.

Eda gets training tips from DBZ confirmed

(Also Amity's face when reacting to Eda's explanation is priceless)

Oh God Eda's a weeb I need another moment

Damn, Amity just straight up calling Eda old

Oh, loopy Luz

(The abomination holding the tissue box is adorable for many reasons)

Yeah, don't want Luz to eat the McGuffin

I have several questions about those Tamagotchis that I'll refrain from listing here

Amity your Odalia is showing

Girlfriend counter: 1

(Yes I am introducing a counting gag, deal with it)

Was wondering if they were ever gonna reference the dissection incident. We've come a long way, baby!

Oh, so that's what everyone was looking at

Luz honey your enthusiasm is admirable but no

Luz burrito is quite cute, though

Girlfriend counter: 2

(Damn, still wild to think that that's the case)

Just occurred to me that "Boots" is probably shortened from "Bossyboots" from earlier

Guess the Luz hiss compilation needs to be updated again

Those tunnels ain't the only thing around here that's unstable, amirite?

Oops, guess Kiki was justified, after all

Maybe don't talk so loudly about your plans, dude

That is her son, get it right!

Serves you right for having that stupid strand of hair sticking out like that

Is this just the episode where everyone dunks on White Boy? Because I can totally get behind that.

Already mentioned this, but I am loving the parallels between Katara and Amity with that bottle of abomination goo. Insert obligatory "Two Nickels" meme here about Mae Whitman.

We really are just dunking on the white boy and I am living for it

Hooty had to get it from somewhere, I suppose

Nothing says mother-son bonding like shooting things at each other (see also: Separate Tides)

I'm sure the magic bouncing off the veins won't come into play later at all

Oh well, at least the echolocation looked cool

At this point Amity would kill Hunter for a Klondike bar

Wait why does Hooty need a chair

Willow with the galaxy brain ideas

"A bad but sad boy" Luz is a genius at succinctly summing people up

Kikimora continues to be unhinged. Ironically she's not wrong about Hunter.

Motherfucker stop acting like you know what that says

(Also, projecting much?)

Girlfriend counter: 3

Friendly reminder that Hunter is still an antagonist

Uh oh

UH OH

I know someone mentioned Willow having the brain cell, but honestly it seemed like Luz had it this whole time. And that's not good.

WHY IS FOOL'S BLOOD EVEN A THING

Aaaaand cue the getting screwed over

Further reminder that he's still an antagonist (Apparently there's a vocal segment who's Really Mad at him that seem to forget this fact)

You unhand Ghost right now!! And Amity too, I guess.

(I kid, she's literally my second favorite character)

For what she did to Raine it warms my heart to know Kiki has had zero peace of mind

Wait, the Abomatons are Transformers?! Okay, that's kind of awesome, actually. Alador might be a shit dad but he is a brilliant inventor.

Chucking kids off cliffs is a surpisingly common pastime in the Boiling Isles

Owlbert no!

Eda did spend literal decades fighting the Owl Beast within, so I guess she can't be blamed for not thinking to talk to it

Also hurry up guys I'm very concerned about Owlbert

Fuck yeah Harpy Milf!

Yay Ghost returns!

She's glad they're okay (I didn't need to take this, I just thought it was cute. Also this is surprisingly high quality considering I just took a photo of my TV screen)

Oh, so they do have video games in the Demon Realm. That or Luz introduced them.

Trailer shot!

Oh dear, we about to have a fight over the key

Wow, being so high ranking under Belos is really bad for mental health

Jesus Christ Belos what have you been putting in this poor kid's head?

Leave it to King to give radical recontextualizations

Amity, I'm glad you remembered/realized this about Luz, please don't let the sad white boy play you like that again

Also, I appreciate the gesture you're making, and it's a wonderful summary of your character development, but goddamnit he's gonna go for that key because he's STILL AN ANTAGONIST

"Being nice usually works for Luz!" A) Not always, and B) Amity I love you but Luz you are not. A valiant attempt nonetheless.

Ooh, cool fight scene!

Always lovely to see such superb animation

I was privately griping about not seeing Amity use magic for so long, and now I am fed

Don't think I didn't hear the glass breaking

Appreciate your ass from a hole in the ground, Golden Boy!

(jk I don't actually feel that strongly about him still. That kind of threat still isn't cool, though)

Oh so that's why it's the Common Mold!

It's kinda cute, actually. Or maybe it's just because it's Luz.

TIL Hooty is heat resistant

Apparently Owl Beast just wanted a snack

Girlfriend counter: 4

Also love how calling Amity her awesome girlfriend is literally the first thing Luz says to her upon returning.

Yesssss return the hug! You deserve it!

(I know there are higher quality versions of this screenshot, I just didn't feel like looking around)

King demands huggies, too! (And gets 'em)

Reminder that Amity is smart as hell. I knew that glass breaking indicated something!

So once again I've been had. I let the fandom trick me into thinking this episode would be way more intense. Guess that one screenshot was from the next episode.

Overall this was...fine. Some nice Lumity moments, Harpy Eda strutting her stuff, that gorgeously animated fight sequence; those were all lovely.

I do wish Willow and Gus had a bit more to do. And I'm still rather unenthusiastic about Hunter, to be honest. I've seen his type several times before, and the path they have for him is rather obvious. I may never share the fandom's love for him, and I guess I'll have to deal with that.

Anybody who says this was better than KKKOHD is a damn fool.

Mid season finale next week! I think Yesterday's Lie will finally bring the pain!

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