#{{ooc}}

[54prowl]

they're called happy trail, love handles, beauty marks for a reason. everyone shut the fuck up!!

[ask-the-pioneer]

There is a stir amongst the locals. Market goods are gathered up and carried away as tiny droplets begin to fall from the sky.

The cycle is coming to a close, dark clouds heralding the arrival of deadly rain. Marbles panics a little - finding a shelter of her own is out of the question. There is no time to spare. She turns to the tribe elders and pleads to take refuge with them.

They do not trust her... but the guest has merely started her work on the spears, and her services are still needed. Spike and Sage exchange rushed whispers, out of Marbs' earshot. Surely they won't let her die out here in the rain?

Indeed, they turn back to her to share the good news. The brown one waves their hand, inviting her to follow. "Come with us" they say, and not a minute too soon. The ground shakes under the weight of oncoming rain with a deafening rumble. Marbles is one of the last to come inside, the heavy shelter gate is closed right behind her. For all the destructive potential at her hands, they've decided she is worth the risk.

The shelter is unlike any other she's seen before - tidy, furnished, well maintained. And big. So, so big.

Orange lanterns dot the ceiling, dimly illuminating the main entrance hall. From there, smaller corridors branch off to the storage and lodging areas. In the middle - a nice resting place for guests, with fabric mats on the ground and beautifully decorated pipes above. Marbles looks around to admire the view. From where she stands, the shelter looks like a maze.

There is a wall in the main hall that is fully covered in vulture masks. Some of them show cracks, circular holes where the spear had been skilfully lodged into a beast's head. Yet most of them are in perfect condition, good as new. Marbles wonders why they're displayed here, instead of being used for fending off other predators. Perhaps they're sold to other tribes, or the right to wear them must be earned first. One thing is certain - this merchant tribe is thriving.

The chief escorts the slugcat guest inside, and signs for her to wait in the common area. Marbles settles down on the cozy mats, waiting patiently for a sleeping cell to be assigned to her...

// Spike the tribe chief (brown scavenger) belongs to @angelofchaos001. No-name teal scavenger (here named Sage) belongs to @droppaw.

[askcometcare]

OOC: just some thoughts, what would you guys think of cometcare moving onto its own site instead of just being hosted on tumblr? i could utilize the same comment service i use for the main site for it to give people without tumblr/who dont want to use their tumblr publicly the ability to interact with the AU. i considered this a while back and considering i already had plans to make a more official "archive" to make catching up easier... what do you guys think?

this would also give me the ability to add content warnings to the updates which is something that i've really wished was easier. since the site is done i did want to work on other projects like explore and potentially this. thoughts?

[roxinova]

I legit argued this with someone on Instagram. She voted for Trump so she could afford yarn. Yarn is more important to her than the rights of me, my husband, and my mixed son. Promptly blocked her.

[ask-the-attorneys]

[don’t know how to initiate the timeskip to the next day so totally smooth transition go!]

//*Insert a really shitty Google Slides transition here*

[misteria247]

Imagine time cuz I'm insufferable unfortunately.

But like Ford one day is home alone. Dipper's gone out with Mabel and Stanley, leaving him alone for once. So he's ya know doing his thing, enjoying the peace to the best of his ability when the Mystery Shack door bursts open. Ford looks up, startled because the shop should be closed. And Soos and Melody were in town currently. And he peeks his head around the corner to spot someone he never would have suspected to come to his doorstep. None other than Pacifica Northwest. But that's not the concerning part that puts him on edge.

It's the fact she looks like she's been crying.

Ford's immediately in Gruncle mode, because how could he not when there's a child who's obviously distressed. He sees Pacifica stiffen up when she notices him and he puts his hand up in a peaceful gesture. Looking her up and down and noticing she's got scraps and cuts from what looks like a tumble onto the ground. Ford gestures for her to come inside, letting her know that Dipper and Mabel would be home soon if she wanted to wait up for them. The blonde just nods, not meeting his gaze due to embarrassment. She takes a seat at the kitchen table and Ford gets to work finding band-aids and medicine. It's quiet between them and Ford doesn't know how to break it when Pacifica breaks it. By asking a simple question.

"What do you do, when nothing you do is ever good enough?"

And the older man just freezes. Because he wasn't expecting such a heavy question from someone like Pacifica Northwest of all people. Ford thinks about it, sensing it's a complicated situation for her. And while he's thinking of a response he thinks of his father and how he felt when he couldn't ever do enough for the older man no matter how hard he tried. And while it's not exactly the same it helps him give a response.

"If what you're doing isn't enough, then you move onto something new. There's always going to be some situation or person, where nothing you do will change it. So you have to keep going and go your own way sometimes. There's no shame in it."

And Pacifica she kinda takes it, thinking about it before just giving a nod. Ford leaves it at that, hoping that it helps her somewhat. He doesn't know exactly what's up, but he knows that Pacifica is clearly struggling with something. So he'll try his best to offer advice whenever possible. Especially when it's a friend of his grand niece and nephew.

[the-eyemunchies]

they are so lovely

extra:

me and my partner as logan and storm

[kit-just-kit]

💚🩷💚🩷💚🩷💚🩷

Wicked (2024) Jon M. Chu

[rds-passerine]

Leans on the wall with a solemn expression...

[54prowl]

⚠️ this blog does not support works created by AI software ⚠️

[tvlandofficiall]

[ask-cg-victim]

OOC: was first thinking to put this on here honestly

Witchcraft, Wisdom, Death...

[badlydrawnmanic]

[typewriter sounds]

[reedipop]

If this post gets 15k 10k notes by my birthday (January 10th, 2024)

I'll turn this into a whole comic on Webtoon or Wattpad or some

@a-random-mooshroom @sweetface-the-dollbaby @xxstarryrosesxx @cloudxxiii @minty-cheese @t-is-tobi @moonystar2 @/anyone I forgot sorry :(

[ask-crow-aus]

fuck’s sake

if this gets to 500 notes, I’ll draw “Creator” responding to the next ten asks [goal met TvT]

if this gets to 1000 notes, I’ll post one of my animations [GOAL MET WHAT]

if this gets to 1500 notes, I’ll try to write more lore [Goal met…]

if this gets to 2000 notes, I’ll fucking cry because what how [GOAL MET WTF]

if this gets to 2500 notes I’ll make a side blog just for “Creator”

if this gets to 3000 notes I’ll respond to asks I can answer in character with side characters/not as popular characters

if this gets to 3500 notes I’ll drop a bit of lore on how Dr. Crow met Pyro

if this gets to 4000 notes I’ll drop full lore on Pyro

if this gets to 4500 notes I’ll say my favorite of my OCs straight up

[and add more goals]

[bigfatbreak]

my workplace has a series of cats that live on property and of course the dumbest one managed to injure me through sheer stupidity