#Little arson?

[eternal-sacrifice]

[yomeiu]

it's summer soon

[bamsara]

Stinky overheating dumb dumb Arson vs his superior Desktop PC little sister that he's fighting me to transfer files to

[arsonsketch]

My promised GF Au comic typography rambling 📝✍️

Mabel's Font

Her font is purposely very close to comic sans. The font is also bold with low lettering space to portray her childlike manner of speaking. She's also the main character in my AU so she gets a simple readable style.

Dipper's Font

His is similar to Mabel's by being bold and with less spacing. But with a serif style of font. Not only is it similar to Mabel's but it's very similar to Fiddlefords. This may seem like a more random connection, why not have his mirror Ford’s font. Because Dipper could've ended up like Fiddleford if he did take Ford's apprenticeship and I find that parallel super compelling.

Fiddleford's Font

Now I already explained the Dipper connection but the reason I gave him a typewriter style is because Fidds loves computers and tech. His is in contrast to Ford's cursive, Ford being more traditionalist with his journals and handwritten notes. Fidd’s because of his inventions and laptop.

Ford's Font

Now Ford's is a mirror to Stan's, a way to connect the two even through their differences. Both are a very handwritten style, Ford's cursive and Stans is normal script. Ford's is directly based on the font in the official journal 3. Plus we all know this dork speaks in cursive!

Stan's Font

Stans is very simple, his obviously mirror Ford's but is also connected to Mabel's. Both have a lighthearted feel and are very easily ready, portraying both are great communicators.

Bill's Font/effect

Bills is round and far more odd in comparison to all the others. He also has a rainbow/glitch effect on his text, it also affects Ford's text when possessed! His font is really just to show how supernatural and inhuman he is and to visualize his voice glitch from the show.

(Also bonus fact only Bill and the Time Tape have any color in the comic, it's to make it visually obvious when magic/science stuff is happening lol)(did I overthink this little comic? haha)

Thank you for coming to my unhinged typography TedTalk!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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[waokevale]

Starvetober Day 4 – Fire

Some things never change, in fact, they get worse :)

[liquidstar]

this is not a comprehensive list

[chaoticace22]

guys calm down January not even over yet...

[donni-cl0wn]

🧟

This is my first time drawing pyro, so I’m sorry if they look wonky or weird.

[theultimatekamehamehavoc]

insert arson joke here

[cerealforkart]

Here’s my prediction for episode 38

[luck-of-the-drawings]

IM SO IN LOVE WITH VAMPIRES!! and boy do i love THE SUCKENING!! VERY excited to see the misadventures of sad wet cat, sharp angry cat, and the COOLEST cat i ever did see

[bamsara]

is there a safe and viable way to hotglue my laptop charger into the actual laptop charging port? Arson has no battery and thus cannot work without being plugged up into a wall but I'd still like to use him for light work/writing with what keyboard he has left because i can't sit at my desk on really bad body days

i already tried using tape and that just. didnt work

[lu-sn]

In the foyer of the minor family mansion, looming large and ominous against dark paneled wood, is a floor-to-ceiling portrait of Gun.

This is Pete’s first time seeing it. He must have walked by it earlier without realizing; he wouldn’t have noticed it on their way out either if Macau hadn’t come to a screeching halt in front of it.

In the portrait, Gun sits tall in an ornate chair, smoldering cigar hanging from his fingertips, expression brimming with arrogance. The narcissism of it — the centering of this house’s power on its patriarch, with his sons nowhere to be seen — is not unusual for a mafia mogul like Gun. Pete loathes him for it anyway.

Pete glances at Macau, whose gaze is fixed on his father’s face, and then down at where Macau is thumbing restlessly at the lighter in his palm. The gesture is familiar; the lighter is Vegas’s. It was the only item the doctors found tucked away in the tatters of Vegas’s clothing, and Macau has not relinquished it since. Pete has numbed himself to the sight and sound of it flicking open and shut, matching time with the beeping of Vegas’s heart monitor as he and Macau keep vigil on opposite sides of Vegas’s hospital bed.

The click of the lighter echoes in the cavernous foyer, now, sharp and eerie.

“Macau,” Pete blurts out. He hefts the box cradled in his arms. “I’ll go put your things in the car.” And when that earns him no response, he mumbles, “I’ll be back.”

He staggers out of the foyer and down the front steps to the car, leaving Macau to his thoughts.

Pete’s own mind, fractured and worn from weeks of poor sleep, swirls with thoughts of dead fathers. They leave themselves behind in empty houses and littered beer bottles, in stacks of yellowed photos and stacks of debt, in bruises, old and new. Their specters are impossible to shake, even without massive portraits to contend with.

Pete hopes Vegas won’t keep the portrait if he… when he wakes up. The love sons have for their bastard fathers is a curse, but Vegas will not see it that way, not for a long time. Vegas will want to keep the shadow of his father close. He will not be able to help himself after a lifetime of chasing Gun’s approval.

Better the shadow of his father than the real thing, Pete thinks darkly.

He slams the trunk of the car shut, turns back towards the mansion and then, even through his daze, the scent of it is thick enough to choke — smoke.

Fire.

“Macau?” Pete yells, sprinting up the steps and rushing back into the foyer. Alarms blare in his head: Macau is in danger. He has to keep Macau safe for Vegas. “Something’s wrong, we have to get out—”

He skids to a stop.

Macau looks over his shoulder at Pete, face inscrutable, silhouetted as he is by the burning, blazing portrait behind him. The lighter glints as he flips it round and round between his fingers.

The flames crawl up the portrait, eating away at its domineering presence, incinerating Gun into worthless ashes at his son’s feet.

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#kpanniversary2024 episode 14 + prompt 14: legacy

[letheology]

Take a wild guess at what choice the guy whose title is "the Obedient Fire-starter" made

[the-great-bonkings]

The characters from the Moomins represent the seven deadly sins:

Pride: little My

Greed: little My

Envy: little My

Gluttony: little My

Sloth: little My

Wrath: little My

Lust: Snufkin