pov: you are miguel cervantes after reading the fanfic someone wrote about your little guy and get so mad you write a second book in which the fanfic is cannon and your main character learns about it and he, too, gets so mad he becomes convinced the fanfic was written by his evil wizard nemesis to fuck with him and dishonor his name and also steal his girlfriend

It was Friday night. Twin time was always scheduled for them to stay up as late as possible. It was always the best to look forward to. Especially after an awful week. Finals were coming up and Mable was definitely not feeling it. Though the mighty Dipster helped her of course. Tutored the crap outta her brain. Enough to make her feel prepped for the finals but she still wasn’t a hundreds percent. But none of that mattered. She just wanted to relax with her bro-bro and have a great night like always. The ‘rents told them yesterday they weren’t going to be home until Monday having a little getaway. This meant for a great playlist. As soon as she got home from school she started her playlist. Some of it was from her crush playlist she listened to when she needed to get some feels out with a lil help of music. It was just her process. But there were some solid hits on there she couldn’t pass up listening to. No matter the occasion. She checked her phone’s lock screen that illuminated the numbers 9:30 PM. Time to be the snack brigade. Even if that was a one Mabel job.

Mabel knew the usual menu for their night. Nachos in the huge bowl with as much cheese as the bowl can contain. The frosted cookies that have no real flour but tasted good enough to eat ten of them in one sitting. Pitt soda they always have stacked in the mini fridge in the garage she had to haul into the living room on the floor. A few candy bags they already picked out from the store a few days before. Gummy koalas they had a least three packages. Maybe if she was in the willing mood she’d share half a bag with him. She laid it all down on the coffee table as she grabbed the remote for the tv. Changing the input for their old wii. They haven’t played in ages but golly was it fun to play when they were younger. She heard Dipper talk a few weeks ago about how he never beat her at bowling. Claiming that she knew a wii bowling cheat somehow all these years. She wouldn’t break his heart admitting to the truth he just sucked at the release button. She giggled at herself as she connected the wires into the back of the tv. A click from the front door to her brother coming home on time as always. He smirks, “Wow Mable you’ve outdone yourself yet again.” He glances at the food displayed then turning to the tv. “Awe man you better not play bowling all night.” He throws his bag to the floor while slipping off his shoes shoving them to the side. He grabs a controller with a determined look. “Listen bro if you can’t take heat get outta the kitchen.” She points a finger towards their actual kitchen with the controller wrapped in the rest of her fingers. Dipper can’t help himself, “Oh take some of your own advice hot pants.” She grins stretching to get herself limber. They already pick bowling and smirk determinedly at one another.

An hour has already passed. “Ugh god Mabel teach me. This has to be rigged it’s impossible to win without cheating.” She laughs with her stomach shaking, “Listen dear brother-o-mine. You just suck at wii bowling and must accept fate that I queen of wii bowling thy Mabel is superior than thy loser Dipper.” He huffs on her direction but she’s already moved on to putting on some sweet jams. She grabs a small speaker shaped like a panda with his ears and stomach where the speaker booms out whatever she plays. Tapping the screen of her phone as music starts off with an icon beat recognized soon as it plays. “Oh my glob. C’mon this is so good you gotta come dance with the dancin’ queen.” He grins upward at her from sitting against the couch on the floor. “The queen at dancing too, gosh I just can’t win can I?” She chuckles, “Not a chance dippy-drop.” She’s inching her hand out to pull him. They inch towards the part where the kitchen meets the living room. Enough room for them to move around in. She sets Dipper to one side of the room and goes back to the other. She starts to stretch her legs out striding very slowly. Getting closer and closer to him as she makes a sultry face. She mouths, “Oh I wanna dance with somebody, I wanna feel the heat with somebody.” He can’t help but play along and mouth along as well throwing his head back waiting for her to get closer to him. She’s now shimming to the beat still badly lip sinking as expressive as possible. As soon as their faces meet he catches her off guard.

He laces her fingers with his in one quick motion before she can register it. He swings her round having her back go onto his chest. Another quick turn around and she’s face to face with him. Whew, where the heck did these moves come from. He then pushes her out with his arm still laced in her’s now with her grip tight as well. She notices his temples starting to bead sweat but he doesn’t show any sign of stopping. He gives himself enough room and leans Mabel far back. His grip is tight enough on her lower back and strong enough of a stance she is secure in his grip. She instinctively wraps her arms around his neck. They just glance into one another’s eyes. Dipper’s face turns bright crimson with his sweat on his forehead becomes prominent. He swallows hard before bringing his sister back up to a standing positon. He rubs hard on the back of his neck while trying to hide his face into his hat. “I uh gotta run to the um bathroom I’ll be back in a sec.” Mabel airily replies,”Okay.”

She sits on the couch almost still like. She can’t put her finger on why he’s acting like that or what just happened. We we’re just dancing right? Sure he was putting down some moves that could swoon and sweep someone right off their feet. But this is the Dipster. The awkward gawker walker. He was probably just trying to practice. But why did he get embarrassed ? He’s got not-a-thang to be ashamed of. Swear to it if some guy did that to we’d be in smooch town about now. Oh wait- shush Mabel not now. Any gal would be lucky to have broshep. He is the the hot trot boy around town. He has all that manly scruff and gosh the hair he has IS EVERYWHERE now but it’s not unattractive its a nice look. She stops herself from thinking further. The too much complimenting on her twin brothers appearance was enough to make her blink twice. She noticed it but never did she say to herself what she thought about it. Now the possibility of it being considered attractive felt like crossing a boundary that was kinda never crossed. She didn’t want to. It has an odd feeling about it. But the longer she was left alone the more it took hold of her thoughts. He was really putting the work in. God that dip was dipping fantastic. The way he held her she never felt before. That grip. She bit her lip replaying the feeling and move he did over and over. It was tight hold but lingering just in the right place to make her limp. She never had that happen from any of her little flings. This was new territory for her. For some reason her brother was giving her this almost new yet a familiar feeling at the same time. She hated to acknowledge any of this. Nope no way shush you are just too caught up in the dancin moves and the music that is all ya lil silly brain. She was almost taunting herself. If that was the case then why are you gripping the couch to keep not from floating away. Why are you freaked out if nothing happened? Why can’t you drop this?

She hears her brothers feet walk down the stairs. “H-hey Mabes. Sorry about that uh thing I just got a little carried away.” She looks at him. He is twiddling his thumbs back n forth waiting for her to reply breaking the silence. She can see his face is still beat red. All she can mange is a soft, “No worries. It was nice. Very uh sweet.” She’s never had an issue talking to her brother. Why is she stumbling on her words now. “Whew I’m a lil winded from all that…stuff so imma head to bed.” He shows a worried brow but it turns to him nodding slowly picking up the food. He swoosh’s her hand away. “It’s alright Mabes you look a lil tired go ahead I’ll take care of it.” She makes a shrug, “Thanks bro-bro.” She grabs her phone and speaker that still plays as she quietly closes her bedroom door. Her fluorescent lights in her room are twinkling hues of pinks and purples. She sets her phone and speaker to the end of her bed as she sits there quietly. She can’t help but stare at the floor where her knee high socks in blue and orange neon colors of gummy worm design are bouncing bursting of color against the beige shaggy carpet. She bites her lip again. She can hear a same tune of a song she listens too fondly when she’s having a crush. Her one finger starts to pick at her thumb’s skin. She starts to hear out of her speaker, “Just a sweet sweet fantasy babyyyy.” Her imagination takes her mind for a ride as she replays Dipper dipping her down to then him leaning in for a kiss. She stares at the wall in shock. This can’t be happening. She begs her mind to stop but she keeps seeing him kissing her. Her body can only will her to stare at the wall that is bare. She is left terrified of herself.

Oh btw I'm still working on making ref sheets for my OCs in preparation for art fight. Finished CJ #1 and Quince

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

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This deja vu comes with a free concussion!

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

races and naps

Nimbasa trio, gremlin edition.

They’re theater kids, your honor. They’re brewing crimes as we speak.

BONUS CRACK DOODLE THAT I EXORCISED DIRECTLY FROM MY BRAIN:

Some patrat children and a pachirisu child!

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the brothers ever :)

idk if this relatable to anyone else, but i don’t really talk about my special interests to anyone irl. like the thought of anyone finding out, especially close friends and family, that i like rise as much as i do makes me want to die a little bit on the inside. of course it wouldn’t be a big deal but still… does anyone know what i’m talking about or am i just being silly…?

i haven’t watched Bluey so idk much about it other than it has dogs so i just made leo like it for the same reasons i like rise (family shenanigans)

also messy comic ik but it is what it is

part two

Grandmaster Marta Przeździecka Bartel.

@thepageofheart this came to me in a vision. felt you would appreciate

want you to want me

Silly body not enjoying being out and socializing for more than a few hours. *shakes fist at sky* CURSE YOU FEIND-

Cass, pointing at Jason: we're twins

Tim:

Jason: *6'3" 200 lbs of Latino rage and muscle*

Cass: *5'1" 120 lbs of Chinese murder and love*

Tim:

Tim: you're just not

Cass, patting his shoulder: it's okay. easy mistake. we're fraternal twins

Jason, holding up a gun: yep. twins.

Tim: ... good for you

Cass: :D