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yyece · 8 months ago
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i need everyone to shut up and look at him!!!!!
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dt-artist1 · 8 months ago
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mxrtified777 · 3 months ago
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repost because. holy shit i ended up thinking about this way more than i initially thought i would
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moraymoth · 2 months ago
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ibvs voice claims
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agenderfrenchfry · 3 months ago
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Mabel Drew. I blame @over-dvse and @inkedhorror. (Gravity Falls IBVS rambles under cut.)
- Drew and Nevin are probably the most obvious ones, taking the places of Mabel and Dipper respectively on a summer vacation to visit their abuela. (the mysterious “madam mystery”)
- Chris acts as Wendy, taking a job at the Shack in an attempt to gain some financial freedom from Xavier. It started as just a job, but over time he began to view Abuela and Cody, the Shack’s handyman, as family.
- Chris’ boyfriend Isaac and his friends Dez, Brinley, Stacy, and Niki come around sometimes too.
- Drew manages to find his people in Edward, Carter, Louis, Barry, and a tortoise named Pedro from the fair. However, a boy named Felix claiming to be a psychic seems very… interested in him. (Not to mention this is all going on while he feuds with local annoyance Justin Carver. Summer around here sure is busy…)
- Nevin is… nervous. Nothing in this town makes sense, and whenever he asks questions Abuela always manages to dodge it by bringing up a breakfast recipe. What could she be hiding?
(If anyone has a better idea for some of the characters’ roles, please shoot me an ask. I’m still not sure where to cram Ethan and the kids here. I also feel like Harley should be the puppet guy. I just. Have a gut instinct.)
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xmymelosmile · 10 months ago
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i was bored
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teacher au by @xhoky
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jizskat · 5 months ago
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Charm to ward off evil spirits, 100% success rate
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honeybunniii333 · 4 months ago
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Was asked for Bedwarry angst by a friend! And I realized I've never written for them, so :P
Sorry it took literally 2 months. My lore has gotten so crazy lately.)
TW: FOR MENTIONED PET DEATH! (It's not in detail by any means. But the story is centered around Barry losing an animal. So if that's sensitive for you, I'd recommend not reading any further.)
"Blue?.." Ed's voice called out from the sliding glass door. It was soft, gentle... like he was afraid Barry would shatter if he spoke any louder. He wasn't sure why his first insinct upon finding Lily had been to call Ed... and not bury her. Maybe because he knew he couldn't do it by himself?... or at all. Ed had buried Mavis, and Emmie and Figaro... and clover, after all. Barry had simply stood there and watched him do it. He didn't even have it in him to bury them. Another way he failed those poor babies.
Ed had found his way to where Barry was hiding. Tucked against a tree staring into the window of the little house he kept the animals in. It was a shed he's fixed up, with a little fenced-in area to play outside in... painted bright colors that right now felt mocking. Ed's face was downcast, eyes somber and eyebrows furrowed with sorrow. He knelt down beside him and reached out to brush hair out of the other boys face. "Hey.. look at me...please?"
It took more effort than it should have to force his eyes up to meet those of his best friend. "There we go." Ed forced a smile, but it was twinged with a sadness they'd both grown pretty used to. That was the downside of this... the loss it came with.
"I'm sorry..." he managed to choke out, leaning forward to rest his head on the taller teens' shoulder. Edward was quick to wrap his arms around him. "And why in the world are ya sorry?" He whispered, rubbing his thumb over the stitching at the hem of his best friends shirt. Always fidgeting with something, it almost made Barry laugh... almost. "For making you do this every time... I know you hate it just as much as I do, and I sti-"
"That's my job, man." He laughed, pushing the shorter boy back a bit so that he could look over his friend, who was now looking very puzzled. Though that was nothing new, Edward Quinton was an enigma, and Barry was positive regardless of the length of their friendship. Edward was never EVER going to stop confusing him. "What do you mean your job?"
"I'm your best friend Barry, I do what you can't do for yourself." And maybe Barry preferred it that way... after all, what was Eddie if not confusing? "You're such a dork.."
"Hey, that says more about you than it does me! You're the one who keeps me around Bluebell." He huffed, shoving the other back with much less force than he normally would and getting quickly to his feet. "Now, where's the shovel at? Let's get this done so we can have a nice memorial and go watch a movie."
"Garage." And off Ed was, grabbing the shovel from the garage and beginning a task he'd grown somewhat used to over the years. Adding another tiny grave to the little cemetery. It wasn't a large cemetery, and Barry prided himself on that. He was able to patch up and nurse most animals back to health. The majority of the pets buried there had simply passed of old age or terminal illness... but a few of them hadn't, and that fact would never bother him. But Ed was there, and Ed always made things a little easier. Picking up the slack and helping with the heaviness of it all. Before he even knew it, they were both standing in front of a tiny little grave. Ed wrapped his arm around him, and they both gave their best wishes to little Lily before once again, making the somber walk back up to the back door and on inside.
Barry could still recall first meeting Ed. It was hard to forget, of course. Considering it had changed his whole life. Barry had always been alone, his parents were always gone, his older brother ignored him the majority of the time, and he wasn't very good at making friends. And he had been content with that, and then he'd been smacked upside the head with a soccer ball, and after that, he'd never been alone again. 2 years old onward, they'd been attached at the hip. And here they were 16 years and counting still spending most weekends like this. Huddled up together on Barry's couch, binging old horror movies with graphics that looked more like a highschoolers experimental art piece than certified animation. And maybe Barry preferred it that way,
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fantasy-au-askblog · 3 months ago
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Hey nevin what was your reaction to first meeting nootmare
How would others react to nm’s existence if they find out
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TW: for implied death, child sacrifice, child abuse, burns, cult-like activities
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yyece · 9 months ago
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he looks so cute i hope he explodes (lovingly)
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isame-allen · 4 months ago
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Legends says that they’re all still in denial til this day
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And then ed and Chris saw each other in the grocery store a few weeks later
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mxrtified777 · 1 year ago
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ill always be a sucker for the childhood best friends trope
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moraymoth · 6 months ago
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you're a journalist, barry!!
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over-dvse · 1 month ago
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my actual worst fucking nightmare
@unagidevi watched me make all this!!! SHOUT OUT TO U
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dt-artist1 · 7 months ago
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maurmondz38 · 10 months ago
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😋😋
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