#Because he's giving Dipper power. Because he's fascinating. Because he is *the* most interesting thing to ever happen to him

[tswwwit]

So let’s say that Dipper never made the first move in Faking It- could they still have fallen in love?

Also father I crave whump!!! Take your time though, writing is hard :/

They would have! They were already dipping their toes into that particular water, Dipper making the first move just sped things along.

I think in an alternate scenario where Dipper didn't do the do, either: everything pans out the same with minor differences, OR: He's in a way less chipper mood when Ford arrives. Which means he's a lot more cagey with Ford, doesn't accompany his uncle when he breaks the curse. And since he didn't tell Ford where it happened, it comes out of nowhere when the thing's broken - but it's also done with less deadly intent. Which makes Bill (surprisingly, even to himself) alarmed, because, shit, Dipper just up and collapsed right next to him, did he just die? - and when Dipper survives despite the odds against him - Ford doesn't find out who Bill is, due to Dipper not wanting to hang out with him all that much.

Overall, these two idiots would be given a lot more time and space to bicker and argue and flirt for long enough that they get Domestic again, before they get freaky.

[xxrat-bastardxx]

mind if i slide in the first three parts of my zoro x reader fanfiction in here, its posted on archive of our own and wattpad too but i might just switch over to here so ppl can request one piece oneshots and drabbles n’ stuff anyway here it is:

Stargazer: A Roronoa Zoro x Reader

     I've been looking up recently. Not that I don't look up ever, as it is kinda my unspoken job on this ship. However instead of looking up to navigate the stars at night, lately I have been fascinated with looking at the crow's nest in the daytime, wondering what a certain swordsman was doing in there all day. Since I joined the crew the green haired hunk intrigued me. His cold personality strange to me as it was so different than everyone else on the ship. Although I found him interesting we never really had conversations, only short small talk here and there and common courtesy. A part of me wanted to get closer to him and find out all of his little secrets. The sane part telling me to leave him alone and find another person to bother.

    "(Y/N)!" Luffy yelled, pulling me out of my daydream, "FOOD!"

    "Go get Zoro while you're at it too," Nami followed.

    I got up from my spot on the grass and started my ascent. A sudden wave of excitement and nervousness washing over me. Finally I would learn the secrets of the crows nest. I unlatch the door and pull myself up, sitting myself up with my legs dangling out of the door.

    "Oh, that's boring," I say accidentally, quickly covering my mouth when I realized I actually said that out loud. Zoro drops his weight and looks at me, a puzzled expression on his face.

    "Excuse me? What did you say?" He questions even though he obviously understood what I said.

    "Shit, I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that. I was just expecting...Well I don't know what I was expecting, something different I guess." I answer not wanting to lie to the poor man I just insulted.

    Don't get me wrong walking in on a buff man working out is not necessarily boring. Just the obvious thing a buff man would be doing with his time. I guess I was hoping he would turn out to be a mad scientist or delicately painting the ocean from the perfect view the windows give.

    "Um...Anyway. It's dinner time, Nami wanted me to come get you," I say trying to change the topic and quickly make my escape. "I'll be going now, sorry I interrupted your workout."

    "Wait," Zoro says, stopping me before I leap down to the safety of the deck, "I'll walk with you." Weird. I just insulted him and now he wants to walk with me. It's not even that far of a walk either...

    I wait for him to grab a towel and dry off his sweat before heading down to the deck. Waiting for him at the bottom I listen to the commotion ensuing in the kitchen. If we don't hurry our damn captain will eat all the food. I hear a soft thump as the swordsman lands next to me. Looking up at him I shudder slightly just now realizing our hight difference. I quickly take in all of his features, never being this close for so long. Short green hair, did it always look that soft? Tan skin, was it always that smooth? Thick scar running across his chest, do you think he would let me touch it, I wonder how it feels? Damnit (y/n), why are you such a creep! I shake my head and start the short journey to the kitchen. Zoro following silently. I turn open the door to the kitchen with a smile and offer Zoro the chance to go in first. He nods to me in thanks and takes his seat at the table.

    "There you are (y/n)-swan! I thought that marimo brute kidnapped you, I was about to go save you myself," Sanji swoons carrying plates of delicious looking food. I laugh making his face light up as I sit down. The mentioned brute becoming visibly annoyed at the cook.

    "Don't worry Sanji he couldn't kidnap me even if he tried. Everyone knows I'm too quick to get caught," I reply teasing Zoro as I point my chopsticks at him.

    "Tch, how do you know...I wouldn't even want to kidnap you." Zoro grumbles poking at his food.

    "Did I make the moss head sad?" I jab, enjoying the thrill of making fun of such a powerful person. If I wasn't able to find his hidden talent, annoying him would be the next best thing. I wanted to know how far I could take it. I swear a slight tinge of red now dusted his cheeks and ears. Cute. He didn't respond but ate the rest of his meal obviously fuming.

"Luffy?" I question making the captain pause for a moment, "Who's on night shift with me tonight?" Since I navigated the ship most nights with the stars so Nami could relax, I usually asked for a helper to be on deck so I wouldn't drop dead the next day because of pulling all nighters every night. After asking it became apparent that Luffy hadn't thought of it one bit during the day. Which was typical of the airhead.

"Ussop!" Luffy smiles. It was obvious this was the first name to come to his head.

"Hey! I've done it 3 times this week already, why not someone else?!" Ussop retaliates. Ouch. I laugh it off understanding that for a normal person that was too much time to be awake.

"I'll do it," Zoro growls "I did it most of the time before she joined so its fine." This shocked me a little, he had never offered before and just after I've insulted him this much he wants to hang out with me? Or maybe he'll through me overboard as revenge. I guess if I survive the night I'll be able to learn more about him so maybe this is my dream come true.

After dinner I go to the back of the ship and watch the sunset, It was my nightly ritual so to say. Something calm to end the hectic days on the Sunny. I take in the salty ocean air and lean my head into my hand. The ocean was so peaceful today, a gentle current pulling the ship along gentle waves. So lost in the moment I didn't realize the person coming up behind me until I felt a strong pair of hands on my shoulders. I yelp in surprise and whip around to face my attacker.

"You say you're too fast to catch, yet you don't even hear me coming," Zoro scoffs.

"Hey, that's not fair, I wasn't paying attention," I pout crossing my arms over my chest. Now this guy was touching me? What the heck did I do to get all this attention, I thought teasing him would do the opposite! I guess I'm in for a long night.

2

    We sat in an awkward silence for the next hour, I still had no idea why this man wanted to give me so much attention all of a sudden. I had been on the ship for almost 2 months now and had never gotten any recognition from him before. Most of my time was spent with Nami talking about maps and directions, or with Ussop and Franky trying to make bigger better telescopes to research the huge sky above us. And if I wasn't with them I was usually sleeping, preparing myself for the night ahead.

    I look over to the man sitting a couple feet away, bottle in hand. Aha! Conversation starter, please let this awkward silence end!

    "So, you like sake?" Damnit he wouldn't be drinking if he didn't like it. Why did you ask something so obvious.

    "Yeah, I guess so." He replied taking another swig. Come on (y/n) think of something better. A few more excruciating minutes passed, nothing came to mind of what I could do to fix the situation.

"I don't really drink, I don't like the taste," I say, another awkward sentence for another awkward situation.

Zoro snickers, "I guess you just haven't had the right alcohol then," He reaches the bottle out towards me, "Try it," He says. Carefully I reach out and take the bottle in my hands. I shrug and take a sip. Nope still awful! I scrunch my face as the swordsman laughs. Wiping my mouth I pass back the bottle.

"Nope, definitely not for me," I mutter, earning another chuckle from Zoro.

"It seems like you don't like anything I do huh," Zoro says.

"Huh! No no no, its not like that I promise!" I quickly jab. I sigh and look up at the stars. Zoro softly punches my shoulder.

"I know I'm joking. You're different, I like that," He reassures me. At least now I know he isn't planning on throwing me overboard.

    "Wait what do you mean I'm different?" I say, the phrase finally hitting.

    "You aren't in awe of me, I respect that." Zoro says softly. A blush creeps onto my face, I didn't expect something like this from the guy. He seemed so cold and distant most of the time, it was quite intimidating. I look down at my lap, trying to hide the redness of my face. It was reassuring to know that the scariest person on the ship thought of me with respect. With those words the atmosphere seemed to lighten up. Instead of excruciating silence it was calm, like my moments with the sunset. I lie down looking at the stars, the spring constellations jumping out at me. The grand line may have the strangest seasons, but the sky remains the same throughout the years, on a cycle you could count on. Reliable as always, beautiful as always.

I hadn't noticed Zoro lying next to me until he spoke. "What are you looking at?" I turn to him our faces closer now.

"The constellations," I reply, "They help me figure out where we need to go, and what time of the year it is."

"Hmm, I never thought of it that way," Zoro says turning back to the sky, hands behind his head like a pillow. I daringly scoot closer to the man. Leaning closer to him I point to a collection of stars.

"Look over there is the Big Dipper, that one you probably already know. Oh, and over there is Virgo!" I explain excitedly. I continue to gush over the stars pointing out more constellations and going into some of the stories behind them. This goes on for a while, I spit out random star facts while Zoro nods and quietly takes in the information I shove at him. By the time my rant is over we are sitting up again, much closer than last time. When we first sat down it was as ship mates who barely knew each other, now it was like friends, who still, barely knew each other.

"You see, I grew up on a small, but well developed island. There was a lot of light pollution so I could hardly see the stars. Definitely not how we can see them tonight. My parents were just business people, nothing special, but my grandmother was an astrologer. She taught me almost everything I know about the sky now." I slow down, "Before she passed she told me that the only place I could truly see the sky in its glory is the sea. There no one can pollute the sky with bright lights and you'll be the freest you'll ever be. So that's what brought me to the Grand Line I guess. My parents weren't so happy about it but I didn't care what they thought." I hadn't noticed my tears until a calloused hand wiped them away. A small gasp escapes my mouth as I look up at Zoro, our faces much closer than I ever thought they would be. His hand remains on my face as he looks at me, the gears in his head turning. He moves a stray (h/c) strand out of my face.

I don't know what drives me to do it but I wrap my arms around the man's waist and pull him into a hug. My ear against his chest. It takes a few moments but he soon returns the gesture sliding his strong arms around me. My heart skips a beat as he gently caresses my hair, running his fingers through it. I feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breaths, the beating of his heart echoing in my ear. I knew he was just as nervous as me, even if he refused to show it. I slowly pulled away and our eyes met, locked in to each other for what seemed like hours. A delicate smile was painted on his lips and I smile back at him. What were once cold eyes showed a new formed warmth and fondness. New feelings sparked in me as I looked at his expression and got lost into his gaze. Bravery flooded through me and I hoped he felt the same spark I did as slowly leaned towards him again. I closed the distance putting my forehead against his, eyes closed. I hesitate for a moment putting my hands on his warm cheeks, then softly place a kiss onto his lips. I pull back hands still cupping his face. I look at him, a blush dusted onto his face. He places a hand on my waist and closes the distance once more, returning the kiss with more force than the last. My hands move to his hair as he gently leans me back to the floor. I look into his eyes again when we come up for air.

"I don't hate everything you do, I definitely like this," I say bringing him into another kiss.

3

A few days had passed since the exciting night watch with Zoro. After getting caught with Zoro straddling me by Luffy we were too embarrassed to really talk to each other. Especially when the stupid captain brought it up during breakfast the next morning. Who knew the kid would expose us like that,

"Zoro why were you wrestling with (y/n) last night? I thought you didn't like playing, you never wrestle with me," Luffy pouts reaching for another piece of toast. This alerts Sanji instantly,

"You brute! Why would you lay a finger on my precious princess?! Explain yourself swordsman!"

Me and Zoro both turn red like a tomato and look away from each other quickly. Nami and Robin snicker both knowing what was going on.

"Um..w-well you see, Its not like you think Sanji. We weren't fighting its f-fine," I manage to blurt out before Sanji went completely apeshit on Zoro.

"But why was he on top of you (y/n)?" Luffy asks. At this point Zoro was just about ready to bolt out of the kitchen and I was just about ready to melt into a puddle of embarrassment. With Luffy's new statement it seemed to have clicked with our ero—cook what was really going on...

I shudder as I recall the events of that awful breakfast and rest my forehead on the chart I had been working on in the aquarium bar. Robin pats my head as she reads her book.

"(y/n), you're going to have to talk to Zoro again. You can't just keep ignoring him like this,"

"I'd rather die than have that awkward conversation. Plus he probably is totally over me now, he's avoiding me too you know," I mumble into the paper.

"I'm sure that's not the case (y/n). I bet he feels the same as you do right now," Robin reassures me, flipping the page.

"I think I'm going to go take a nap to clear my head," I say softly closing the lid to my ink and rolling the chart back up.

"Have fun," Robin replies, lost in her book like always.

I start my walk to the girl's room remembering how gentle Zoro was when we kissed. It was a nice surprise, I didn't realize how caring he could be. His smile flashed in my mind, how genuine it was, how deeply he listened to everything I said, truly interested in every story I told about the stars. Everything that night felt right after we took down our guard walls. God I hope that's not the last time I see his smile.

Hmm, tomorrow is my night off, I wonder what I should do. Sleeping that whole time sounds like a waste, maybe I'll pamper myself extra and take a longer bath. Yeah that sounds like it will be perfect.

I turn the corner and suddenly trip over something on the floor.

"Ack! What the hell was that?!" I yell, rudely pulled out of planning my night off. I turn around to see who tripped me to yell at them some more but stopped once I saw who it was. "Zoro?! W-what are you doing napping in the hallway?"

He blushes slightly and turns his head away from me, "I was waiting for you so I could talk to you."

"Oh, umm what did you want to talk about?" I ask sitting up,

"I wanted to apologize. For the other night," He says looking in his lap.

"What would you have to apologize for? You didn't do anything wrong" I reply

"If it wasn't for me taking things too far then Luffy wouldn't have embarrassed you in front of the whole crew like that. I'm sorry that I was the cause of that," Zoro says starting to get up. Before he could walk away I grab his arm and pull him back down. I look him in the eyes making sure he listens to what I have to say.

"Zoro, you have nothing to be sorry about, I don't think you took things to far. I'm glad you did what you did and no amount of embarrassment is going to change that," I start, "Look, I'm just glad you don't hate me. I really like you, you know."  

Those seemed to be the magic words as Zoro face lights up, the same beautiful smile he gave me that night resurfacing. He leans closer and kisses my cheek. "Meet me in the crows nest tomorrow night," He says, turning back into his confident self. He kisses me before getting up, "I really like you too," He says before turning and leaving me sitting in the hallway.

It didn't register what I got myself into until a few moments later.

"Holy shit, I just confessed to Zoro. AND HE LIKES ME BACK!" I yell to no one in particular. I jump up and run the rest of the way to the girls room like a 15 year old who just met their celebrity crush. Not my best moment but it was so good to know how Zoro felt about me. It was even better that he felt the same way about me as I felt about him. I was to excited after that to get a nap in but that was fine by me.

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Nami came in to get me for dinner a few hours later. I was surprised she didn't ask me about what had happened between me and the swordsman, I'm sure everyone on the ship could hear my squeal of excitement earlier. I'm sure her pestering would come soon enough.

We make our way to the kitchen quickly not wanting Luffy to eat everything before we get there. I was going to sit in my normal spot next to Nami but before I could get there a familiar hand grabbed mine,

"Sit next to me," Zoro says gently tugging at my hand. I smile and sit next to him mouthing a quick sorry to Nami. The new seating arrangement did not go unnoticed by anyone. Everyone was either shocked or weirded out by how physical Zoro had become with you. His embarrassment was obviously gone as he shamelessly had his hand on my knee the entire meal and kissed my cheek every once in a while. Sanji was fuming the entire meal as well, and Zoro shot him his normal icy glares. It was almost as he was making fun of the cook at times or maybe just making sure that Sanji knew his place.

It actually wasn't long before the meal felt like just an average dinner on the Sunny. Brook singing and joking with Franky, Nami being annoyed with Sanji as Robin laughs at his antics, Luffy eating all the food while Chopper and Ussop try and match his impossible pace. Time seemed to slow down every time I ate with the rowdy crew, just having a good time.

After dinner I head to the back of the ship again to watch the sunset like normal. It was the perfect day for a nice sunset, just enough clouds to make the light shine just right, caressing the sky with beautiful pinks and oranges. I smile, stretch, and head to the grass to sit with Franky to start the night shift. We had planned to set up the telescope so I could do some extra research for my chart.

It was getting late and only a few of the crew members were still on the deck. I saw the light in the crows nest go out and Zoro heading down to the deck. I tell Franky I'd be back and went to go say goodnight to the moss head. I get to the bottom of the ladder just as Zoro does.

"You off to bed?" I ask.

"Yeah, I have to be up early for training tomorrow." He says yawning.

"Ok sleepy head, get some good rest. I'll see you in the morning,"

"Goodnight (y/n)," He smiles and leans down to gently kiss my lips. I watch him disappear into the ship before I go back to Franky and the telescope, a grin plastered on my face.

I love the whole "Zoro is actually a cuddle bug" head cannon so i sorta ran with it in this oops. anywhoo lmk how you like it or if u want more, i’ll be taking requests for x reader stuff and writing more so yeah

[childotkw]

just saw your last post. don’t know if i’m supposed to ask you again or not but will you write more gravity falls stories? thanks you for the lucifer post. 🥰

I really really want to. I adored Gravity Falls. Like, to an insane degree. It was such a smart show, and the plot was brilliant and the characters were charming and engaging and interesting. 

I, unsurprisingly to anyone who has seen my AO3 account, am a BillDip shipper. I’ve always been drawn to complex relationship dynamics - and BillDip was absolutely fascinating to me.

Dipper, who was so smart and so clever, and whose curiosity was easily his greatest weakness, being drawn into a twisted dance with an interdimensional demon of untold power? Hell yes. 

Give me a Dipper who, after that summer, feels an ever-present itch under his skin. Something he can’t identify, can’t understand, but that he has to scratch so he doesn’t go insane. 

Give me a Dipper who, through coincidence or something more, falls into the world of magic outside Gravity Falls. Who somehow acquires a book on magic, which leads to two books, then four, then a small library’s worth. And he doesn’t stop there. He starts creating amulets, little charmed trinkets that Mabel wears with delight. He starts gathering supplies, branching out into this new field - blind and rabid with the incessant urge to learn burning away under his skin.

Give me a Dipper who gains a certain reputation as he grows older. Dipper, who can peel back the veil between worlds and begin to see. The nymphs that dance along the forest paths and in the rivers. The trolls that lurk under the bridge near his home. The Grimm that lingers near the church’s graveyard, ancient-eyed yet peaceful as it watches he and his sister walk to school. Dipper, who begins to see the spirits and wraiths and tricksters that prowl in the night. Dipper, who falls, helplessly, into the...darker branches of magic. Destined, perhaps, to always always step off the path.

Give me a Dipper who is marked. The taint of his deal with Bill lingering on his very soul, for all the world to see. Dipper, who is distrusted by most in this new community he stumbles into, but respected - because anyone who can walk around with Cipher’s mark is worthy of respect. 

Give me a Dipper who still wakes up in the middle of the night, plagued with nightmares he can’t remember, inky shadows stroking over his throat, his chest, winding through his hair and around his wrists, with a scream lodged in his throat that he can’t release because Mabel still sleeps two metres from him. Dipper, who trembles at the oddest times - a flash of gold from his mother’s necklace, the black bowtie his father is inexplicably fond of, the high-pitched cackle of a villain in some B-movie fight scene - sending him spiralling in his own mind. Dipper, who ignores the whispers he sometimes hears when he’s sleep-deprived, hanging in that nebulous zone of awake but not really. Dipper, who feels ill with longing sometimes, for something he can not - will not, refuses to - name.

And give me a Mabel who is tired. Mabel, who is watching her brother - her other half - tear himself apart, chasing something he can’t speak of. Mabel, who wants to cry whenever she sees the runes Dipper has carved into himself, the ones he mumbles are for protection. 

Mabel, who longs for the days when Dipper could meet her eyes without that damned guilt simmering away in his heart. Like there was anything he could ever do that would make her turn away from him. Like Mabel - who was older now, less absorbed in her own things, less oblivious to the scars Dipper still carried from her thoughtless words and actions - would ever scorn Dipper again.

Give me a Mabel that knows how broken Dipper is and who begins to hate the self-loathing she can see building in his eyes. Mabel, who, more often than not, is the one to find Dipper slumped over a dusty tome, dark circles under his eyes and blood dripping from his nose because he doesn’t see his own limitations and can’t seem to stop. Mabel, who holds Dipper through his night terrors, whenever he slipped and lets her see the cracks, pressing her cheek to his sweat-damp hair and waiting for him to crawl back to himself.

Just. Give me the Pines twins dealing with the aftermath of how utterly fucked up they are after that summer.

And give me a Bill Cipher that is clawing his way back into the world, holding onto that thin string connecting him to the brightest soul he’s ever encountered. And how he wants. 

[dreamseersystem]

How I Met Bill and Dipper

First to start as a note. I can visit worlds and dimensions, mostly when I sleep. Most of the events occurred during the "dreaming" cycle, but I always lucid dream.

It all started in the end of 2015 for me. When I first found myself running from Oryan (a crazed Celestial Asshole that was bent on owning me) yet again and Alcor (of the Transcendence Timeline) sent me through the portal. He... Gave his life to save mine and the niblets. Nydia and Nall (children of another Dipper and Mabel I knew before this). He used the last of his magic before transferring it to me to change them into dragons in the scape and erase their memories until we were safe. He then casted a spell to seal away my magic and hide me from Oryan. The side effect was, which I didn't find out till I woke up, was that is made me appear as a 14 year old female. He pushed me through the portal and sealed it behind him. I didn't wake up till a few days later in the dimension.

I found out later I basically landed naked on Dipper and Soos carried me back to the shack after wrapping me up in his shirt. During my time asleep, Bi was watching through his Windows. I sensed this, still having some powers despite being sealed and watched him in return. He sensed me and I faded into a healing sleep.

When I woke up it was a week before Dreamscapers. I spent that time finding out how the dimension differed from canon and really the only thing was me. One night before a few days Gideon would summon Bi, he decided to enter my scape to spy on me, got caught by Nydia and we talked. He was interested in me and all so we made a deal. He was allowed in my scape while I was sleeping and he wasn't allowed to attempt any possession and whatnot. He had some idea I was familiar with the timeline and it was also stated I would not reveal anything about the future in the agreement.

Dreamscapers went about the same, just me disappearing until the end, telling Bi that not everything is what it seems, and Gideon Rises went the same except when leaving Gravity Falls I was on the bus too... The barrier stopped me from leaving and I was thrown out of the bus. One of the shards got me really bad, and Bi offered a deal, he'll save my life for the ability to possess me. I made the terms more fair, only saying when I give him permission or sharing the body and I wouldn't be removed from it.

Need to say he used it to his best advantage. Causing trouble for me with Dipper and Mabel. He left me alone at nights only because I was helping Stan with the portal. I decided I would help a bit since I would be going by my own smarts and not what the future was. That way he got more rest.

We had a hate relationship. I played with him and got the upper hand a lot. He hated me and resented me. At the same time, Dipper got over his crush for Wendy and found out he had one on me instead. By Sock Puppets, both were interested in their own ways. Bi was more possessive, Dipper was more loving. Bibae's reason for making the deal with Dipper then was to mess with his feelings for me. I know for a fact now it was because he was jealous.

As the portal came closer to getting done, I knew I had to make plans to protect Bi from Ford. Meanwhile, after Dipper's bout of possession from Bi, we found out he could see Bi like I could in the scape. Which caused more conflict. They were always fighting. Bickering even worse than they are now. There was a few times they got along... But not really until the Northwest Party. He got pissed that a ghost would be Dipper's end and threaten to throw his ectoplasmic body into a dark abyss of the Nightmare Realm. Needless to say, I had to stop him and let Paz do her thing.

Since Bi started possessing me, some of my powers were able to leak through the seals, tho not enough to let Oryan find me. I was able to devise a way so Ford couldn't detect Bi. But the downside was he couldn't fully possess me anymore. Well, downside for him. It was something we talked about because we knew he would be back. But, he agreed it was necessary since he didn't want Sixer knowing he was back yet.

The day he came back into this dimension was... Taxing. Dipper got mad at me because I sided with Stanley. We had a fight... That night I went out onto the roof and just me and Bi were up there listening in on Stan and Ford. When they went to bed, Dipper came up and we talked. He realized he made a mistake and he should have trusted me. We all were tired at that point and fell asleep on the roof together. Mabel took a picture of me and Dipper and somehow caught Bi between us. It is a cute picture. Might have the drawing I did still somewhere. Have to find it.

Ford was smart. He traveled to a few dimensions that heard rumors about me. Saw certain symbols that matched my seals. He never trusted me. Even when I offered him information I normally wouldn't give. But he was too fascinated by me to shun me. So he would talk to me and ask me questions which I only vaguely replied to at the time. I met some Fords... Only my first Forddad was good... The rest... I won't go into it here... So I was wary.

When Bi finally revealed himself to Ford, he sent me away to not know what was going on. I think he suspected even then that I was talking to Bi. He got Mabel to get stuff for the barrier, tho Dipper tried to make light of it. He didn't think Ford was possessed in the basement like Ford thought at first, he was scared that Ford found out. And almost did with the brain scanner. I, meanwhile was busy with my own thing and planning for the barrier. I knew it would go up somehow. I was setting up a place to stay out in the woods. And by the time I came home the barrier was up. I couldn't go in because of not only my connection with Bi, but because of the powers I didn't know of yet that laid dormant.

Ford had me sent away then. Dipper pleaded for me, but he would not be moved. By this time the power that was unsealed was starting to overwhelmed me, whisper thoughts into my head, losing control of who I was. The darkness that had once consumed me was returning. I let Bi's talk of revenge sway me. So I knew what to do. Bi never had to use Blendin except in changing a few things in the past to make everything fall into place. But a part of me knew what was happening. I was able to drag Ford and Dipper into the Dreamscape and place a protection spell on them to prevent harm. I warned them that I would lose myself and the next day Weirdmageddon began. I was the one whom convinced Mabel to give the rift over. I'm the one that broke it.

I remember bits and pieces myself after this. Bi told me most of it. But I was... Not feral, but I lost myself to my own darkness. The insanity that once drove me to do very bad things. Bi said to him at the time I was very... Bad ass but scary. Tho he wasn't scared of that till later. He let himself at me like how he wanted to from the beginning. Causing pain and suffering. Stuff he regrets now. He did it to purposely hurt me. During one of these sessions I started to feel and know who I was again. I remember seeing Ford being tortured. I remember seeing Dipper waving his hand across my face as he removed the chains. I remember him hiding me behind a pillar and running off with his sister into the pyramid. I remember Stan and Ford switching clothes...

I snapped out of it then... I wanted to warn Bi, but I knew I couldn't. So when Bi entered the scape, I did too. I remember mostly the fire. Calling out to Bi as the fire surrounded him and Stan. Him yelling that I was stupid and needed to get out of there. Me refusing. Bi said he felt fear for the first time in his life then. He actually did care about me in his own way. Just never was shown how.

He used the last of his power to send me out of Stan's mind. He told me later that Stan asked him why if he had energy left... Bi had simply said... "Because at least they can still have a future."

I woke up outside the scape and everything was falling around us. Bi was shattered. By the time we were on the ground we saw the rift still open and didn't know why... Then I remembered. I had a shard of Old Bill left inside of me. Any Bill was connected to the rift. I knew what I needed to do. I told Dipper to get everyone in the circle and activate the zodiac. I was able to use that power to Ascend. I turned into the Ascended form and shattered myself on the barrier, causing it to break and send a power surged throughout the dimension. Thus causing the transcendence. I ended Weirdmageddon only to start the era of magic. I remember everything fading to black.

Dipper said it was calm then. That I was gone. Stan had lost his memory. And everyone was shaken. He cried for me. But somehow he knew I would return there. Stan had regained his memory because of Mabel, and all that was left of Bi was a stone statue. Summer ended, but the adventure wasn't over yet. That would be five years later.

Dipper: I'll take it from here for the interval.

After they were gone, everything hung just felt out of sorts. The world was changing and didn't know how to handle it. I went back to school as the nobody. Parents said the events should just be forgotten and just focus on dealing with school. Neither of us really forgot our summer. I was focused on seeing Astra again. I knew he would return. I spent five years sticking to the books, dealing with Mabel's crazy adventures. Not getting into those here.

When I just had graduated, I had a huge fight with my parents that night and went to bed. They couldn't understand why I would want to go back to Gravity Falls. To the Supernatural. Mabel said she was just leaving and acting like she is on a road trip. We both wanted to go back. It was that night I suddenly saw Astra for the first time in five years floating right above me and making me fall out of bed. He "convinced" my parents to let us go to Gravity Falls and we left within a day.

Astra: This is where I continue off. Those five years... Happened in a night in reality. It was like watching from beyond. I remember the scape... Shapes forming around me... Seeing Alcor in the space between life and death and explaining what he did. Seeing Old Bill one final time, the last piece I knew of then passing beyond. Being surrounded by the Flock as they recognized me as their new master. Feeling myself reform. It was different than the other times. Usually when I died I would appear back in my own scape awaiting for another portal to open... Another world to visit... But I was still in this world. I haven't returned to my scape. I was still in the dimension's scape. It was surreal... Something had changed... I didn't know what then... I guess from the transcendence. I still don't know why...

We returned to Gravity Falls. I made a deal with Ford about protecting the shack. For you see, I was weak and only Dipper was able to see me. I made a deal to claim the shack as my territory so I could appear in reality and be grounded there. It took a little time but I was able to claim the town too. I appeared to people and made deals under the name Alkaid. I created my demon self you could say. Our Alk didn't split from me till way after. I even got our Gideon on my side by healing his mother. By then I had an inkling of what was to come to GF so I made a deal with him that he would start a protection squad to watch over the supernatural.

Then I found Bi... Well what was left of him. His statue. Took me awhile but I found it. It was then I met Axxie for the first time. He told me that I couldn't wake him up until we had a way to split his power, so he wouldn't go mad with power like before. I had an idea then. Time Baby owed me a favor. So I went to the future and claimed a Time Wish. Used it to bring Liam to our time without changing the events of the past. I was able to devise a spell to split the power Bi had and share it with Liam. Liam was all for it, he wanted to see his brother again. So we did it and Bi was awaken in human form and Liam gained a human form as well.

To say Bi didn't take to the new look was an understatement. He hated it... Resented me, Dipper, and Liam... Whined, threw fits, screamed with rage as we had to limit his use of powers to protect ourselves. Ford didn't help by bullying him a lot. Shenanigans occurred. Axxie decided to take a more physical form and hang about to tease him too. I tried to reason and teach. Bi... Hit me only once then. We were on the roof that night and I brought up if he truly hated me for now... That maybe if I could have taken his place back then... He slapped me... Said that I shouldn't say such things. He told me... He didn't hate me. He was just... Confused and it felt odd having a human body of his own. He never had feelings like this before... And it confused and frightened him. We talked more and slept on the roof that night. The next day I saw him talking with Dipper. It took awhile... He was still getting used to everything. But soon he and Dipper found out they cared for each other too. Tho they still had their spats. Like even now. We bonded in a special Celestial marriage ceremony and found out Dipper was a Forest Guardian soon after.

Then Dipper's parents came for a visit. There was no warning. Even I didn't See it. But they came and demanded Dipper and Mabel return home and rid themselves of any magical taint. They called me a monster and said I brainwashed them. That I would condemn them. That I was evil.

I don't remember much then... I shut down... I always do when people call me things like that because I start believing it. Bi held me and Dipper fought and yelled at his parents. They left... We were hurt... They had joined the new group of Anti-Magics that was going around. The Pure Ones. The Untainted Ones they called themselves. We vowed to protect the town then. And to support each other. It wasn't a few months later in reality I found out about soul bonds and we realized that we were connected like that. And the rest is another story.

There isn't much more to it. We had more things that happened afterwards, stuff that happened with ex friends... Personal things. I won't talk about Old Bill. I'm... Not ready for that story yet. Too painful still. I did say something about him before ages ago. But that's all I want to talk about it for now. Bill, Dipper, and me have triplets together. And many more through our other mates. We are still happy and care for one another very much. Tho Bill is a lazy ass these days lmao.

And that is that.

[twinflameshardcore]

Disclosure and further awakenings

I have written in one of my blog post lately, that around 2 years ago I received a glimpse about an alien contact, disclosure, anything like that to happen between December 9th-24th, 2017, that it will be a preparation for a real contact with aliens, with beings from other dimension, whether energetically or physically. And so it has begun :)

This is the news on CNN today, not that this is the best media, since they cause bad blood very often but it has been said that major media will post news about aliens when the time is right. Pentagon had that ‘threat searching’ program they abandoned in 2012. How meaningful about the date. This means that somebody in Pentagon must have gotten a channeling that they should stop assuming that aliens would be a danger but rather wanted allies to let us fight against all those ‘archons’ here on Earth, and above. That they needed to let go and let the outside help in. This is also no coincidence that the newest Star Wars premiere happens this season ;)

This also means that soon I’ll be allowed to fully tell the real story of Draconians (pieces of the story I’ve received so far from my higher self, which match together well and these will be from the very source as I’m a Draco-human) because there will be more understanding about who we are and why we happened to be in this solar system. Not for bad reasons at all, but just like between humans, there are good and bad guys, those who turn to greed & control instead of staying on the original path, and those who keep supporting love and spiritual progression. I’m still awaiting that inner impulse of ‘sit down and write’. We, true Dracos, dragons and seraphim basically remained hidden and quiet during centuries to let liars talk and threaten people against us, to then let the people awaken on their own and see through illusions, to discover the truth and chase the liars away ;]

My twin cut any contact with me which is not unusual but this year has been just horrible in terms of our lack of verbal communication. It’s all him, I’ve  reached out on countless occasions. I feel him and I know that he began feeling me more and more which may come as a shock for him, yet a confirmation that we share the same spirit. Merging in spirit continues, we bring each other amazing harmony and love at times. I had to let go of trying to compare it to a rough reality. There are 2 realities which are merging and helping us live in one, the better only. I had the most meaningful experience lately on 12/17 which felt as if 2 grids in your spirits and bodies matched perfectly, so called blueprints of us two. It felt like there were grids on our chests and in bodies and all of ‘eyes’ of that grid matched perfectly with the other, like numbers 1 with 1, 2 with 2, 3 with 3 etc.

Is my twin awakened yet? I don’t know, due to lack of communication. I’ve done my job, researched, understood who I am, accepted that I’m very powerful and I know the real truth different to that it is shown on Earth which definitely involves religions. I don’t see the entire picture yet but there’s definitely more to come which will be just a pure relief for the brain mostly because it will no more have to ignore, deny or search for ‘facts’ it hadn’t been taught on Earth. My higher self told me to be quiet now, because it’s his time to awaken further, to have his realizations, to research, to verify within that what I shared with him during the last 4 years - discoveries I was receiving via own channelings about myself and us. I’m now a living confirmation of all he could receive, and as a forerunner, I can be also a guide for him, if he asks. But it seems once we meet in person again, who knows when, maybe in 2018, we’ll be fully synchronized, energy, light bodies and knowledge. There’s no such a thing that one can be denying and rejecting truths which are bombarding them. If you came here and forgot who you are, then you will be recalled and you need to accept it as there comes a liberation thanks to this knowledge, a former charisma, skills, inner power and self-esteem will be retrieved to stay.

This time now is the beginning of a quick yet fast awakening of these who are only facts-orientated, who only listen to ‘specialists’, to the people with scientific degrees, to what is written in serious books published by serious publishers and also what is on the TV too - the last wave of people who are not spiritually orientated yet whose souls are ready to switch from the brain/ego to the heart/spirit. Year 2018 will be for them to wake up and understand while we, so far awakened angelics will be benefiting from our hard work, in any way possible. If you were pulled to do something which your heart enjoys, it’ll continue with fascinating effects, and you will be guided further, by your Self. Our higher original versions are entering our Earthy copies to replace them further. Often you will discover that you feel like being steered from inside, that something moves your hands, legs, makes decisions for you, that your human, fear or ego driven willpower will be ‘turned off’ and at certain times the angelic/higher you inside of you will take the lead. It’s very useful to help deal with problems we thought were lost. We still can win. I find such events fascinating. We should not fight with it, because these ‘original versions’ entering us, they are most advanced us, they spread within us, from the hearts outside. They know us, they have been observing us all the time since we were born from the Light, they are our good twins as in number 11. In a twin flame relationships, 11:11 means that we come as 4 folks together, 2 of me and 2 of the twin. They love us and they arrive with certain goals to make us do next, which goals we’ll love because they fit into what we like doing, into our dreams, favourite activities, passions, and desires. If the topic of love was your all-time direction, to give love, to be in love, to open hearts, to transmute/merge masculine and feminine through love and sexuality, to make people happy, to be with that One and only man/woman, then I feel there won’t be any replacement. You’ve been doing what you were guided to do, unless you keep sabotaging yourself against your happiness. This means there’s a negative energy attached to you, a distortion which has to be removed, and which will eliminated thanks to the ascension. These energies won’t survive in high vibration which our bodies pick up (through plasma bodies’ liberation and expansion) but it’s also your job to 'scan’ yourself, find the leeches and order them to go to hell, alone. Be guided by your heart, not the ego.

I had experienced at least 2-3 shifts this month so far, which were related to changing dimensions and the plasma body further stretching and liberation. Moments of huge inner acceleration, high vibration, rods of light drilling though me, inner explosions from the solar plexus and heart into the root chakra etc etc etc. My eyes lately felt like crying, and some layer in me felt like melting, but I’m physically and mentally OK. I’m prompted to drink a lot of water and also eat chocolate or magnesium & potassium supplements once a day to help the heart and nerves cope with the structural upgrades. I sleep with minerals/gemstones and I walk in the nature to let the Earth take & disintegrate all those ‘toxins’ from me which were created by all those energetic transmutations. Everybody have their own symptoms depending on what the light body dies within.

I also had very clear, spiritual visits from the two men from my life with whom a spiritual connection was instant. One died in 1999 so I only meet him in dreams occasionally. He was 16 y.o. when I was in love with him back then and 22 y.o. when he died in a car crash. Lately however, thanks to dimensions merging, we have gotten into what I’d call a ‘union’, an agreement that he loves me and I love him, that it was expressed openly in the dream, and obviously had no effect on me and the twin relationship. It was my personal experience to let my soul recollect the energy which was mine and which I gave the other guy in a college. For him it was to express his old love to me. I knew if he survived and he would be in his 40s now, we would meet and he would not hide his feelings or attraction to me, but it would be too late because I’m reserved for my twin.

The other whom I’ve strongly felt lately was a one time lover who I had met way before I met my twin. Me and that guy, had an amazing one-night sexual release and healing in 2002 and we also talked about stars, the Big Dipper specifically. He was 4 years younger than me, so as old as my twin, completely not into spirituality at the time, yet  he liked surrounding himself with incense sticks, blue color, candles, fire, wood and plants, mostly thanks to his mother. Once I came into his house, I felt like ‘at home’ which was very weird as I never feel good at anybody’s apartment. But the energy there was harmonious, healing so I assume it was his mother who was some kind of angelic, yet I never met her. I can now ‘call’ out his energy and he becomes aware, he listens. So I assume something must have happened to him these days, most probably he had an awakening, his soul started communicating with all those beings he had met and verifying who was most important, and at the same time, he was ‘informed’ who I am (not as a human but deeper) and perhaps we may come from the same group of Dracos considering our sexual skills. We never met later after 2002 and I’m OK with bridges burnt as I don’t want to be tempted, yet we were completely different humans, with different lifestyles and interests so this chapter had been closed forever just right after it began. It was just very surprising to feel the guy again so directly around me after so many years passed by. This means that their divine masculine energies found me to give me back that what belonged to me, the fire, interest, healing, sexuality, parts of my original energy. If energy of men/women from your past appear again in your energy field and act as if accompanying you, it may mean the same - they came back to return what was once yours. Your gifts are being returned to help you feel more powerful within once your plasma body expands so that you no more stretch yourself emotionally between past boyfriends/lovers even if you moved on and forgot about the guys a long time ago.

The most important thing is to know that your soul/spirit had received all possible orders and directions way before you incarnated in this lifetime, and is aware of the timing like a good soldier to apply to orders when they are shouted. So you don’t have to work hard on yourself, meditate etc. Listen to your body and the higher self only, they will tell you what you need to do. Such an inner advice is always free, you don’t have to pay anybody to guide/heal you, unless you want it and can afford. I’ve never paid for any spiritual healing, any coaching, any reiki, because I have this knowledge on my own and I let it guide me. I’ve been always led by my Self and it’s only my impatience (the fire element) to accelerate things unnecessarily, yet when they finally happen, it’s always a relief and the inner yell ‘I knew I was doing it right!’ :)

I’ve been seeing 11:11 frequently lately, as much as my birth date and number 33 as well (my birth number). I had an outburst of inner power, and meaningful dreams and I wrote a few messages to my twin that I knew I’d been here to guide and protect him as I am the spiritually stronger of us two to take on discovering and awakening first. It’s the feminine who liberates the two twins (in this life time, I’m a former masculine energy who is a feminine in this life, might have happened I was also a female warrior before, a muscular type) Females are those strongest who have proven themselves, who have chosen true love (not suffering, slavery or delusions) as the only solution.

It’s not a coincidence that this female warrior/savior theme is being brought to the masses via movies these days. Main characters in the sequels of movies like Mad Max, Dr Who, Star Wars are females! This is a message to all masculine to tell them they have to listen to us (and their inner divine feminine part of the energy, we’re always 2 in one) because we, females are the liberators. We’ve sacrificed a lot and it’s time for a lasting reward. We have liberated ourselves from the mental programming faster, and we can bring the same healing to the men (because often they do not have the crown & heart channels open enough) through love because we can do it only via hearts, not brains. Yet we need men as much as they need us to become One again, to retrieve the whole original harmonious aspect of the angelic being, the two in one, acting as one. On thing to mention - the law of non-interference! This sucks, but we, human angelics are bound with this law as much as many aliens races and even our galactic families out there. We can be equipped with all kinds of solutions, tools and sneaky ways of delivering knowledge, but it’s the masculine who needs to want to open and be healed, as much as we need to open to be transmuted by the Light. Nothing can be forced out or accelerated, thus if you feel the Light works too hard on you, request it stops and returns when you are able to take it in again. It will be probing continuous, so you won’t miss it ;)

More and more of us will be convinced that we are forerunners and all we have endured so far was a smartest choice, that our souls have chosen to do it earlier than others. We’re special. As much as our progress had been observed, we’ll be watching others awakening these days but we will have our personal goals to continue with, as brought by our higher selves.

The movies I listed above resonate with certain groups of people - Mad Max with those of you, who like me came across a global catastrophe, most possibly on Mars but could be also on a parallel Earth or elsewhere in another galaxy. I don’t resonate with Atlantis, Lemuria etc, not my past. The main theme of the movie is a survival, by being smart, courageous, to fight, to win, to kill the enemy. Then Dr Who would be for, I’d say - magicians, empaths, time travellers, good spirits who wish to remove mistakes and change realities for the better, by making sudden interventions. Finally, Star Wars - a topic of a universal duality which causes damages, wars, a fight for control, good against evil, rebels and attackers. It’s for all of us who had fought in galactic battles, specifically during Orion Wars, for Sirius, for Betelgeuse, for Vega/Lyra, because the ‘above’ is reflected ‘below’ - the witch hunt, Crusades, an unfortunate colonization of Africa and Australia by white people, WWI, WWII, wars in Middle East, in Ukraine, Germany, holocaust camps in Poland, slavery in Egypt, abuses in Africa, Japanese kamikaze, nuclear bombs, these are only a few reflections of the ‘above’, the very old galactic issues. These have one source of war, the cult of blood, the destruction of the human DNA and a distortion of the connection humans have with other dimensions, beings, where they could get help and wisdom from. There is this ancient saying - ‘all roads lead to Rome’. Not necessarily for trading purposes. The destruction of humans is linked to the Vatican here on Earth (there’s a mirrored place in the galaxy too) but we’ll get to this when the time is right. Religion along with the politics, and money tame our original power, creativity, unity with the Universe and the truth about everything, a wisdom. Star Wars is another mass-wake up call for those who have an inner conviction (often supported by visions, dreams or DNA/astral memories) of being as old as the galaxy, working as a former space ship commander, navigator, mechanic, space inventor, galactic negotiator, space clipper pilot, who enjoys the speed of flying, who is familiar with the most extreme sensations like coming through a black hole, being disintegrated, exploded, but also who remember seeing planet-size spaceships. It’s for all those who have been fighting for the harmony, wisdom, truth and balance, who know about the problem of duality, who fight against cold-blooded behaviors, and manipulation - the light warriors, galactic warriors, those connected and aware of alien races, Sirians, Arcturians, Draconians, Pleiadians, Lyrans, but also Archons, etc.

If you’re a feminine, no matter of your actual sex, feel being an admired, respected, desired goddess again specially in the end of this year. This is the time for self-love, so much deserved as the self-esteem heals. This pulls not only the love of the twin, whether in spirit only or in person, but also financial opportunities related to what you have been doing so far, as I have experienced.

Happy awakening, and the winter solstice!

Update: I forgot to add that I had a meaningful dream about seeing an alien spacecraft and a message transmitted from it. That dream was on on the night of 12/12 and 12/13/2017. I dreamt of walking in some small, old English city. I was a tourist there. It was the day when I was to leave and I was with the twin in the city but he was somewhere else, busy with things so I was walking to learn about the area a little bit before we leave for good. On my way back to what was some rented apartment, I found myself in a street surrounded by old townhouses. There were a few young people standing and talking. Then I saw that the sky was filled with a fleet of small, 50-100 cm long ‘spaceships’ with lights, I saw no details however. They were flying above the street and houses in one direction. Then from what I thought was a big cloud high above the city, I noticed a part of a big mother-ship materializing. It was that saucer-like aircraft, very pro looking, with white and dark blue parts and a ball-like ‘viewing platform’ attach to one of the sides of the ship. It was really huge but I could see only like 1/4th of the entire aircraft, the rest was covered with clouds. I had dreamt of aliens before and here I got the same kind of telepathic message this time too - ‘Hello, we are on your side. We’re watching, monitoring, we know what’s going on. We are here.’ It felt like they knew what to do but they could take action only if things get out of control on the Earth or were waiting for an order from their main base. If there are positive aliens around, the telepathic message will have a frequency of peace and you will feel it. This is how they’ll communicate with us first, no words but harmonious frequencies sent telepathically, from the heart to heart, to not trigger the brain regardless what it sees and what it thinks. That’s why mastering the heart communication is crucial not only iwth the twin flame, but the rest of beings, and yet it’s the easiest thing to do because all humans were born with it. Human language, the verbal one is an official replacement for the heart communication.

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[calimera62]

Favourite parent-child relationships

Took this meme from @flo-nelja because it seemed interesting, and it’s a nice change after all the “favourite pairings” meme, so here we go!

1) Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker (Star Wars) : This is obviously NOT an ideal parent-child relationship, since one of them is a villain who made questionable life choices, even with his own family, yet I can’t help it. I love this relationship so much, and especially in fanfictions. I love the trope in which the villain cares for the hero, and having the villain as the hero’s parent? Sign me in!! I just love Darth Daddy who’s possessive and protective of his stubborn boy who’s good at giving him grey hair (even if Vader technically have no hair) and at running away from him, and the son who cares too much and is willing to love and forgive his father.

2) Harry Potter, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin (Harry Potter) : They are not related by blood, and we could argue Sirius wasn’t the best parental figure to Harry and that Remus wasn’t always present in Harry’s life, but I don’t care. I really love their bond. Sirius and Remus may not be the best parental figures between the others in Harry’s life, but we can’t not say they didn’t care for Harry and that Harry didn’t care for them either and if we didn’t see much of them in the canon, at least we still have fanfictions!

3) Kevin Cecil and William Twining (Makai Ouji) : Also a relationship in which they aren’t related by blood, but for me Kevin/Uriel is William’s family in all but blood. It’s obvious they care deeply for each other, and that William sees Kevin as more than just his butler and William is more than just Kevin’s Young Master, and beside Kevin pratically raised him ^^

4) Piper Halliwell, Leo Wyatt and Chris Perry (Charmed) : the sisters’s treatment of Chris wasn’t always loving, but that was before they knew who Chris exactly was and we discovered Chris is totally a momma’s boy and I love how the fandom decided Piper’s sweet name for him was Peanut (or at least I think it’s fanon and not canon?). It’s obvious when we watch season 6 Chris had a great relationship with his mother. Less with his father in Chris’s past, but I love what the show did with them, evolving to have a trusting and loving relationship, with Chris coming to trust and care for Leo and then after s6 the show decided to give zero fuck about Chris -___-

5) Emma Swan and Prince Charming (Once upon a time) : I love Snow and Emma’s relationship as well and almost as much but I feel like Emma is more a daddy’s girl, I love how loving and protecting David/Charming is toward Emma, and I love how the show managed to write a touching relationship between them, even though David/Charming missed 28 years of Emma’s life. I always melt when I see Charming’s expression when he looks at his sweet little girl :3

6) Kogoro Mouri, Ran Mouri and Conan Edogawa (Detective Conan) : Let’s forget the fact Conan is not a Mouri and rather Shinichi Kudo who deaged because of a poison and who’s in love with Ran (who loves him back, but they didn’t confess yet and... well, it’s a looong story ^^) and that Shinichi has loving parents (living far, faaar away) and that neither Ran or Kogoro know Conan is Shinichi. For me, they are ohana. Ran pretty much sees Conan as her little brother and Conan sees Kogoro as an annoying uncle/father figure, just like Kogoro sees Conan as the annoying son he never knew he wanted. They care and protect each other, so Conan is a Mouri in all but blood for me ^^

7) Poseidon and Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson) : It’s been a while since I last was in this fandom, but my all time favourite thing always had been Poseidon and Percy’s relationship. If I remember well, they have a fascinating yet complicated relationship. It’s easy to understand as one of them is a powerful God. Althought Percy meets his father only occasionally, he cares and admires him deeply and cares very much for his approval, while Poseidon is fiercely proud of Percy and claimed him to be his favourite son yet I don’t think Poseidon ever contacted Percy since the events of the last book of the PJ series.

8) Stanley, Stanford, Mabel and Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls) : Not exactly parents, but still family in blood! We didn’t see much of Dipper and Mabel’s parents anyway, so in the show the Stan twins were their parental figures. Not perfect parental figures but they deeply care about each other and that’s the most important thing.

9) Darren Shan and Larten Crepsley (Darren Shan/Cirque du Freak) : I haven’t read all the books but I know more or less what happen in the latest books. Darren and Crepsley’s relationship has always been one of my favourite things in the books. Sure, they didn’t have the best relationship in the beginning, with Darren hating Crepsley for turning him into a vampire, but they came to know and trust each other, to the point they developped a father-son bond, and Crepsley became an important figure in Darren’s life and then book 9 killed us DX

10) Aladdin and Cassim (Aladdin) : They didn’t have the best relationship, with Cassim being a thief and having being absent for most of Aladdin’s life, but... he tried. He tried in the end and discovered Aladdin was more precious to him than any treasure or his fellow thiefs comrades, and Aladdin basically said in the third movie he missed and longed for his father. Beside, it’s almost like the trop in which the father is the villain and the son the hero, which I love :p

11) Mowgli and Bagheera (The Jungle Book) : What can I say about them? I love their relationship more than Mowgli and Baloo’s. Baloo is more like the fun and immature uncle/brother, while Bagheera is the parent figure. Bagheera, or DADheera, is the stern but loving and protective parental figure, and I love that the live action movie decided to make that clearer, and having Mowgli caring for Bagheera and wanting for him to be proud of him.

12) Aurora and Maleficent (Maleficent) : my beloved disney-ish dysfunctional family :D I just love how Diaval and Maleficent sort of became Aurora’s parental figures, and mostly Maleficent who wanted nothing more than to hate the girl, but Aurora is just a precious cinnamon roll and yes, I know most people tend to ship them in a romantic way, but I really like the mother-daughter bond they developped!!

Okay so I realise I don’t have a lot of mother-daughter or mother-son favourite relationship, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have any! I just tend to have many father-son or father-daughter or “multi family” as favourite relationships xD

Tagging @naehja, @pingou7, @kaoriva and... whoever wants to do it, if you’re interested to do this meme :)

[dabkia]

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guggenhiem and jewish museum

friday

Today was my first time ever going to the Guggenhiem. All semester I was trying to find time to go on my own but it never worked out, so I was extremely excited for this day. When we first entered the building I was taken back by the architecture. The building is spiraled upwards, displaying the main works of the show on the walls along the spiral. I found this to be a very interesting and unique display, which also posed the question of how the work was being hung when the floor wasn’t exactly straight. Other than my fascination with the building I was very excited to see the Hilma af Klint “Paintings for the Future” show. This was a show that I had been hearing about for weeks, so the anticipation was high when I arrived at the first painting. Each one of her paintings had so much intricate detail, and yet they were so minimalistic at the same time. I found the most interesting part to be the back-story behind why she painted these works. While walking around the show I had read that she created these works because she believed that some divine spirit was telling her too. The concept was very interesting, because I had felt as though her paintings had a delicate divine quality to them before I even found out about this fact. I also was a big fan of her color palette throughout all the works; each color was bright but also refined at the same time.

After finishing up at the Guggenheim we stopped by the Jewish Museum. Here we saw Martha Rosler’s show “Irrespective.” I found her work to be very political, which I think is a theme that has been very prevalent in the art world over the last few years. I was first drawn in by her collage work. She took these images of everyday things such as a kitchen and collaged them with pictures of war and devastation. I am very interested in collage work, so to see such a simple collage convey such a strong message was really inspiring to me. Some of her other works, such as the dipper clothes that were covered in quotes from Americans about the Vietnam War were hard for me to view. I couldn’t help but feel extremely uncomfortable and uneasy when reading the disturbing hate speech that was written on something as innocent as a dipper. However, I believe that this feeling was her exact intention when creating the piece. Another piece that stood out to me was a video of Mike Pence giving a speech with the national anthem and other traditional American songs playing eerily through a speaker. It wasn’t until I heard it in this context that I realized how creepy our national anthem can sound.

The final piece I viewed that really left an impact on me was one of Donlad Trump. In this piece was written a quote that he said in the 2016 presidential debates about how he could shoot someone in the street and wouldn’t lose any supporters. Behind this quote and picture of him were the names and ages of innocent people who were killed in our streets due to gun violence. I found this piece to be extremely powerful and it made me think about how I can possibly use my own work for activism in the future.

[bangtanofyourdreams]

Jung Hoseok (Comforting)

"I-" you started, "fucking-," you continued, "hate-," you maintained, "MEN!"  You basically screamed the last part in unison with the smack of a golf club on the red sedan in front of you.  It wasn't the red sedan's fault, it was the owner's fault.   He broke your heart, so you had to break what he treasured most -- his car.  Yes, you knew, that was irrational and illegal, but what he committed was a sin!

Your last relationship was awful, simply put.  Your boyfriend wasn't abusive, thankfully, yet he was the worst boyfriend that anybody could have ever imagined.  He didn't give you the time of day, and you, truthfully, had no idea why he wouldn't just break things off with you.  You attempted to just rip off the band-aid and do it yourself, but each time that you tried, he'd claim that things would work out and that your relationship would improve.  It didn't, yet he persisted... So, you stayed, until the final straw was drawn.  You were ninety-nine percent sure that he was cheating on you, but you finally caught him.  You were using his phone to spam his camera roll with silly selfies, until you decided to actually look around at what pictures he had...  Not a fun sight.

So, there you were, in a parking lot, at around ten o'clock at night, with a golf club, bashing his car in.  You never thought you'd be in that situation, but you didn't care at that point. You wanted to scream and to cry, which you did.  Hot tears rolled down your cheeks as you made your boyfriend's car almost unrecognizable.

"Y/n, what the fuck are you doing?" a shocked voice would yell from across the parking lot.  Oh shit, now you were in trouble.  Since you knew you weren't very fast, you didn't even try to run away from the crime scene.  You just let the person come to you as you dropped the not-so-shiny-anymore golf club to the asphalt.

And there he was -- Hoseok.

"Oh my god, for a second, I thought that was my car!" Hoseok admitted while running his fingers through his flawless hair.  He was out of breath due to his sprint over to you, but he still maintained his usual aura of slight mystery around you.

You didn't know Hoseok well, but you really wanted to.  He was hilarious and charming during the period that you two shared during the school day, and you wanted to be able to talk to him.  However, you always ended up making a fool of yourself.  He'd always smile at your antics, and he thought that your awkwardness was endearing.  If you and your boyfriend weren't together, Hoseok probably would've befriended you a long time ago, but he wanted to maintain a healthy boundary.

"Oh... This car... it... obviously isn't yours," you said through stifled tears.  "It... it's a magic car... it has this strange magnetic ability, and it's super powerful... that's why this golf club is just so strongly attracted to it that it made contact with the car... thirty-seven times and counting..."  You struck the automobile with the golf club yet again, after realizing that Hoseok didn't care that you were damaging it.  Since it wasn't his, it wasn't his problem.

"Okay, how about you give me the club?  I'll hold it so that this poor car can get away from the abuse," he joked while outstretching his right hand to you.  You sighed and reluctantly handed him your weapon of destruction, and then you plopped down on the side of the car in the grassy area that framed the parking space.  It was pathetic that a near-stranger had to see you like that, but you were glad that the person was Hoseok.  His presence comforted you, as if he were a sweet lullaby from your early childhood.  You desperately wanted for him to simply wrap his arms around you and tell you that everything would work out in the end.  Yet, he didn't.

Instead, Hoseok joined you on that small, grassy patch of Earth and sat down.  He pushed the golf club a couple of feet away from the two of you and turned his full attention towards you.

"So what event triggered the discovery of this magnetic car?" he asked carefully, drawing circles in the dirt with his shoe.

You broke down.  You didn't know what you were expecting him to say, but you weren't prepared for him to actually ask you about it.  

A bubble formed in your throat, so you couldn't speak without your words spilling out awkwardly.  Your lips started quivering, and you wished you could just disappear into the cold night.

He spoke, "Listen, how about neither of us speak, and we just sit here in silence for a while?"  He didn't want you to feel obligated to talk about anything that you were obviously hurting about, so he just held up a hand to silence any of your weak protests.  You were grateful that he was fine with merely sitting in silence.

"Hoseok, I know you're not used to seeing me like this," you acknowledged weakly, "but I'm so glad that you are the one that came."  Your tongue was dry and you felt like it was swelling up, yet you still felt particularly compelled to talk to him.  "Because you're the only comfort I have right now.  Everything that I used to take comfort in... is gone."  He furrowed his eyebrows in slight confusion, urging you to continue talking with his interested eyes.  

"I know, you're gonna think this is lame, yeah I'm a fucking loser, but... My boyfriend cheated on me, and I don't know what to do. He's gonna hate me for this, but I just... I want him to hate me, so that he can just be out of my life. He used to be my best friend, but now I can't even recognize him." Your throat felt scratchy as you finished your sentence, but it was just the feeling of the bitter truth surfacing.

You admitted, "Honestly, I can't even recognize myself now.  This isn't something I would've done a month ago.  This isn't me anymore."  You were going to continue, but you could no longer find the words that you were looking for.   Hoseok was in shock, and a bit uncomfortable, since he didn't know what to say to comfort you.

"Well, I'm not an expert in relationships," he disclaimed, "but I think you're free from him now.  Everybody knew that you guys weren't getting along great, so maybe he purposely cheated on you so that you'd break up with him."  He paused and looked up at the stars above you, silently trying to look for an easy-to-spot constellation like the Big Dipper.  Although, that was to no avail, since he wasn't used to stargazing in that area.  "I know, that doesn't make sense.  It doesn't make sense to me either.  You think you don't understand guys?  I don't even think I understand them myself."  

You let out a light laugh, glad to hear him opening up a bit too during the emotional confession you two had. You were surprised to see that side of him, since the only version of him that you knew prior to the present was the cute jokester who somehow managed to finish all of his work in class while maintaining his status as a social butterfly. He was intriguing.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" you questioned hesitantly.  He nodded his head unsurely, afraid that you were going to ask him something too personal.  He never said he was going to answer whatever intrusive question you may ask, though.  "Can I touch your little dimple things?"

"Can you touch my what?"

"Your little dimple thingies, near your lips. Those little thingies right here!" you replied, pointing your finger directly at one of them.

"Are you drunk?" he asked, laughing.  "I gave you all of this wise advice, and you just ask to touch my 'dimple thingies,' in response?"  You chuckled at his words, because he did have a point in what he was saying.  At that moment, you realized that all of your tears had dried up, and all you desired was to smile.

"Okay, fine, fine, give me more advice.  I want to hear what you have to say," you requested cheerily.  You wanted to see him get lost in what he was saying like before, because it was such a fascinating sight to see.

He obliged, and continued, "Well, I forgot to mention... That yeah, maybe you would've never done this a month ago.  And maybe you should've never done this and beaten his car up, but you did.  And this is the birth of the new you... You're free, y/n."

You couldn't stop yourself from grinning at the sound of him saying your name -- it was like music to your ears.  He couldn't stop himself from grinning at the sight of seeing your lips curl up into a beautiful smile that gave him a strange sense of being at home.

"Okay, but you never answered my question when I asked if I could touch your 'dimple thingies,' or not..."