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irlplasticlamb · 10 months
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stay curious, stay weird.
prints + merch + commission info
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meatballsu · 7 months
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faery-the-diamond · 5 months
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Hello there Mabill nation—
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miraxd0 · 6 months
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apologies for the lack of art
but anyway
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toucher0fgrass · 6 months
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yknow when i said i prolly wouldnt post more billtober stuff?? Well i lied- Instagrams algorithm isnt helping me out rn so im hoping id have better luck w tumblr bc i really like this one 😭 (Day 8: Bill Possession)
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irismaebe · 7 months
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I draw in gratitude for the jsjdjdjd fic (I'm not good at making animations but I tried!!, I'll improve soon, I promise)
Fanfic de @asterkiss
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ra-ffu · 1 year
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Mabill
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Love mabill 🥺🥺
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rkeigg · 3 months
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Someday I'll stop doing all sorts of nonsense.
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virtkha · 3 months
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yayyy doodle inspired by one of my old sketches😜
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orkiibb · 2 years
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My take on a roleswap au
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asterkiss · 6 months
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I thought we agreed to never speak of it again. Zero gravity AU (if you know it) or University AU
Woops, forgot about this in my inbox - sorry. I don't know the Zero Gravity AU (although a quick google looks interesting) so University AU it is!
- PROJECT PARTNERS
Apparently being placed into pairs was still a thing in University, go figure.
Mabel thought having her great uncle as the lecturer for one of her electives would work in her favour, and he'd pair her with one of her best friends.
Instead she ended up with the arrogant and narcisstic know-it-all Bill Cipher. She'd known him back in high school as well and he'd been the same then - she remembered how much he'd aggravated her twin brother.
She'd tried to complain to Stanford.
'Cm'on, pleaseeeeee? For your favourite great-niece?'
'No, Mabel. I refuse to play favourites. Everyone was randomly assigned a partner.' A pause. 'Besides, I thought you would relish in being partnered with Mr. Cipher. Apparently quite a lot of girls are attracted to him despite his ah, brash, exterior.
Urgh. He was just defending the guy because Bill played up as teachers pet to get what he wanted. It didn't help he was technically an academic genius which meant Stanford liked him.
(In reality, Stanford had rigged it a bit and paired the two together, figuring his prodigy student could help his great-niece out a little bit in the grades department).
And so here she was, sat in a corner of the library with Bill Cipher as he hummed to himself and browsed his laptop. They'd been sat in silence for five whole minutes and it was eating her apart - she didn't do quiet.
She decided to speak. 'So-'
'You can leave, y'know,' he replied bluntly, cutting her off without removing his gaze off the screen. 'I can do this whole project on my own. You'd just get in the way, anyway. Leave it to me and enjoy the free grade.'
She frowned. 'I can't do that, we're meant to work together.'
She saw his gaze shift in her direction but he never completely looked at her. He never did. 'I said I got this, go ahead and enjoy your free time singing bad karoke and flirting with chads.'
Mabel's face flushed with indignation. 'Hey-!'
'Shhhhh!'
The teenager cut off, wilting under the sharp gaze of one of the librarians. Bill was smirking. She lowered her voice as she responded this time. 'You're a jerk.'
'Yup.'
Urgh. She'd ask Grunkle Ford for another partner again tomorrow. Collecting her things Mabel grabbed her bag and stood up with the intent of leaving only to hesitate. After a moment she glanced back at him, his attention still fixated on the laptop.
She tightened her grip on her bag strap. 'Is this because of what happened during first term?'
The boy went completely rigid. It was almost creepy. His fingers twitched slightly, and his eyes narrowed at the screen. Clenching his jaw, he spoke sharply through gritted teeth. 'I thought we agreed to never speak of it again.'
Mabel shifted on her feet. 'Yeah, well maybe if you weren't such an ass-'
Bill snapped his head around, finally looking at her as his burning gaze drilled into her own. She froze, feeling as if she was pinned to the floor. She'd forgotten how intense his eyes were.
And oh no, now he was standing up. Despite her earlier thoughts, Mabel found herself now wishing he'd look at anything but her.
'W-What?' she managed to spit out as he stepped around the table to stand before her. She tried to hide her wariness behind a fierce expression, giving him her own sharp look.
He scowled more. 'Y'know last I remember, it was you who decided it was just a "one time thing" and we should forget about it.' He used his hands to make air quotes with his fingers.
Mabel glared. 'Yeah, because you're mean to everybody! And it's not as if I would have done it if we were sober, you just took advantage when I was drunk.'
'Hey, hey, I was waaaay more drunk than you. If anyone took advantage it was you, lady.' He arched an eyebrow, offering a sardonic smile. 'Remember? You're the one who kissed me. Quite deeply, might I add.'
Her cheeks flushed. Had she? Honestly, most of that night was kinda fuzzy. She just remembered it started out with celebrating Grenda's birthday and ended up with her waking up in Bill Cipher's dorm room. Urgh, maybe she had kissed him first. He was hot and drunk her was especially predisoposed to that kinda thing.
'W-Well.... even so! We had a one time thing and that's it, I don't get why you're such a jerk about it. It's not as if we like each other.'
A brief pause, and she watched his pupils dilate and his hands clench at his sides. There was an odd expression on his face that she couldn't decipher. '....No. We don't.'
Mabel watched as the blond turned away from her, returning to his earlier behaviour of refusing to look in her direction. Bill returned to his seat.
She felt awkward. And uncomfortable. She didn't like him. And he didn't like her. He couldn't. How could he? He'd ignored her throughout the whole of high school.
But then she distantly recalled a memory of Dipper's voice:
"Count yourself lucky, he goes out of his way to pick on literally anybody else. The guy's such an asshole.'
He'd picked on everybody else.
Except her.
But- No, she was reading too much into it. Definitely. Bill Cipher didn't like her. He was just being an ass now because that's who he was.
.....Right?
Her heart beat erratically and without another word she turned on her heel and fled the library. She told herself the sensation of eyes watching her form was just her imagination.
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meatballsu · 2 years
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miraxd0 · 7 months
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i love them so much aaa
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dawn0 · 8 months
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It’s…a Deal 👁️
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irismaebe · 4 months
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Calor o frío...
Después de mucho análisis llegue a esta conclusión jajsjsjja por la simple razón que en la serie Mabel se está muriendo de calor y nunca se quita el pinche suéter (también porque me muero de frio... ALGUIEN REGÁLEME 10°C plz!!)
No andaba muerta solo me llegaron demasiados proyectos y muchos no los había terminado...
Feli Navidad por cierto!!
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Traducción:
Equipo calor temperatura mayor a 30° C
Mabel-> siempre usa sueteres de lana
Bill ->Un traje Frak completo
Dipper: COMO!? El sol esta cosinando un huevo... UN HUEVO!!
Equipo frío temperatura menor a 0° C
Pacifica-> vestidos escotados y elegantes (antes muerta que sencilla)
Dipper -> con playera, pantalones cortos y sandalias
Mabel: Mi Denjua
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kadieeverfree · 6 months
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Mabel Pines adulta encontrandose con un viejo amigo de su pasado 👀.
AH, COMO ME GUSTA EL MABILL CARAJO♡
De verdad adoro la dinámica que él fandom he ha dado a estos dos y adoro dibujarlos ✨️
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