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it's been way too long for me to remember if i've used any of these text posts already and i'm way too lazy to check lmao so here you go, sorry if there are any repeats
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#trollhunters#3below#angor rot#aja#krel#eli#jim#morando#morgana#the meme files#goldie post#image post
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ford finds out what stan did while using his name:
this is my first fancomic i hope yall like it!! thank you for the support on my previous posts <3
#gravity falls#grunkle stan#grunkle ford#gravity falls fanart#gf fanart#i promise ill stop posting old goldie hsdjgh
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lawlight toxic yuri i never posted
#the vibes im envisioning are Meryl Streep and Goldie Hawn in Death Becomes Her but theres no man to kill each other over#just their libidos i guess#SORRY but i chopped off L’s hair because as someone with buttcheek-long hair i find it a NIGHTMARE dealing with this shit#stray hair everywhere like im a goddamn husky#only light would have the patience and vanity to take care of absurdly long locks#and i know L’s shirt looks sorta form-fitting but thats just me failing as an artist. it’s baggy. trust 🙏#美迪 archive#💡princess posting⋆˚✿˖°#lawlight#l月#light yagami#L#death note#art#artists on tumblr#画画#涂鸦
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John Constantine, the Chimera Twin storyline. A fancomic about grief, and our reimagining of the Golden Boy arc from Hellblazer.
#john constantine#hellblazer#vertigo comics#dc comics#goldie constantine#golden boy#LONG POST#cw family loss#cw stillbirth#my art#jl remix#the Snyder I mean JesnCin cut of the Chimera storyline!#extended edition director's cut johnstantine monologues and more baby goldie. all the good stuff
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The Pines family sat at the table, quietly eating their breakfast, when Mabel slammed her hands on the table and shouted “KERMIT THE FROG”.
Dipper leapt forward to right his orange juice glass, gathering nearby napkins to sop up the puddle. “What?”
“Kermit the frog! He plays the banjo!”
“Yyyyes?”
Ford raised his hand. “Who’s Kermit the Frog?”
Stan snapped his head up from his plate. “Who’s Kermit the Frog? The Muppets, Pointdexter, you were around for The Muppet Show. They had a movie and everything.”
Ford frowned. “Muppets.”
“Yeah, they’re a riot! There’s this Bear whose got some great puns and this pig who really know how to throw a punch. You’d love it, they’ve even got a scientist!”
Ford raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t realize you were such a fan of children’s television.”
“Children?!”
Dipper stirred his cereal. “I’m just impressed you remember all that. Yesterday you forgot you were married.”
“That’s because The Muppets are forever!” Mabel exclaimed.
“Wait, Stanley you were married?”
“Yep. Actually, unless I’m forgetting a divorce, I might still be married.”
“You didn’t,” Mabel chirped. “I’d have it on my Romance Chart if you did. You’ve missed a lot of anniversaries.”
“So has he!” Stan argued. “I’m not the only bad husband here!”
Ford spluttered. “Husband?”
Dipper frowned. “I think we’re getting a little too far away from why Mabel screamed Kermit the Frog and knocked my orange juice over.”
Mabel nodded. “Right, so, I was thinking of Mr. McGucket -
“Stanley you have a husband?“
“I was thinking of Mr. McGucket,” Mabel interrupted. “And how he could maybe help around the Shack. And he plays banjo! He could play banjo and people could put money in his lil banjo case like a real musician.”
At the mention of money, Stan leaned forward.
“But like, no one knows banjo music,” Mabel continued. “So I was like, maybe pop hits banjo? But then BOOM! Kermit the Frog! People love that frog. He could play the rainbow song. He’d be a hit!”
“Interesting,” Stan muttered. “Preying on people’s nostalgia to milk them for cash. I love it!”
Ford hummed. “Actually, that’s not a bad idea, Mabel. Activities like playing musical instruments have been proven to help patients with Alzheimers and dementia. Not that Fiddleford’s condition has the same root cause, but it may prove beneficial to memory recovery.”
“Eugh, don’t ruin this for me.”
“If playing an instrument helps with memory loss, maybe Grunkle Stan should learn an instrument,” Dipper suggested.
“Ooo!” Mabel squealed. “What about guitar? Or the piano? OH!” She clutched Stan’s arm with a fervor. “The triangle!”
Ford grimaced. “Maybe not that one.”
“Sorry, kid. I’m not exactly a music guy,” Stan shrugged out of Mabel’s grasp. “Let’s leave that to the professionals.”
Mabel frowned, but let the topic go.
Ford stood from the table. “Well, I happen to be visiting Fiddleford this afternoon. I can broach the topic and see what he thinks.”
Fiddleford, as it turns out, loved the idea. To the surprise of everyone, Fiddleford admitted that he had always wanted to play in a jugband when he was younger, but could never get over his stage fright enough to audition for the local band. Then he went off to college and then…everything else.
“Maybe I zapped away that scared bit enough to play!” he had cackled, knocking at the side of his head with his knuckles.
It was settled. “Fiddlin’ Fridays at the Mystery Shack with Fiddleford McGucket”. Dipper tried to point out the title didn’t make sense since it was a banjo, not a fiddle. Stan argued that “customers are suckers for alliteration”. The set up was just Fiddleford dragging an old rocking chair onto the porch and opening up his banjo case. Mabel had made a large glittery banner, but it was quickly absconded by Fiddleford’s raccoon.
“Tell your wife to give me back my banner!” Mabel had yelled, chasing the raccoon into the bushes.
“Ex-wife,” Fiddleford sighed sadly. “Apparently I was too emotionally available.”
Ford pulled at his hair. “Did everyone get married without telling me?”
“Excuse me?” A voice piped up. Fiddleford and Ford turned to see a little boy standing at the bottom of the porch. He was dressed in hiking clothes that were obviously new. In the distance, a young woman was unstrapping a baby from its seat in an SUV. Obviously city folk coming to the “wilderness” for the first time.
“Are you a real hillbilly?” The boy asked. Suddenly the door slammed open, Mr. Mystery striding through, eyepatch in place.
“Sure is!” Stan grinned. “Our very own genuine hillbilly just waiting to play you a tune! All you gotta do is put some of your mom’s money in his case there.”
The little boy’s eyes widened, turning around to race towards his mother.
“Stanley,” Ford admonished. “Fiddleford isn’t some show monkey to throw money at.”
“During work hours he is.” Stan turned to Fiddleford. “So, did Mabel teach you that song she was so excited about?”
Fiddleford sat frozen, watching the little boy yank at his mothers pants to try and get her attention, the baby beginning to fuss.
“Well…” Fiddleford cleared his throat. “Some good news and bad news fellas.”
Ford furrowed his brows. “What is it?”
“Good news is, my mind ain’t all broken.” Fiddleford hugged his banjo and turned to look up at Ford. “Bad news is I knows it ‘cause I still got stage fright.”
Stan scoffed. “Stage fright? C’mon it’s one kid and a couple o’ city slickers who would probably think you playing three wrong notes and spitting is ‘authentic’.”
“Stanley, be supportive.”
“I am! Look I’ve been at this job forever. All you gotta do is smile and if something goes wrong, you blame a ghost or something. They eat that up.”
Fiddleford shook his head. “But this is music. If’n I mess up music, ‘specially somethin’ they know. Music is real special to people, I can’t spoil it.”
Ford knelt down next to Fiddleford’s chair. “You don’t have to play that song Fiddleford. You don’t have to play at all.”
Fiddleford looked anxiously between Ford and the family. It seemed the little boy had finally gotten his mother’s attention and was excitedly pointing toward the porch.
“I…” Fiddleford shook his head. “I can’t let the little ‘uns down. ‘Specially not those ones.” As he said this, he gestured with his chin towards the other end of the porch where Dipper and Mabel sat bickering in lawn chairs. Mabel had returned from her raccoon chase covered in twigs and holding a surprisingly docile raccoon. Dipper was leaning away from the pair while trying to convince Mabel to stop feeding it gummy worms before it developed a taste for human food and tried breaking into the Shack.
Ford's gaze drifted to the twins. "Alright," he relented. "But you still don't have to play Mabel's song."
Fiddleford bowed his head.
"Yet!" Ford offered. "Not yet. She'll understand I'm sure."
Fiddleford frowned, looking unconvinced.
"Of course not yet!" Stan interjected. "You can't go playing the grand finale right out of the gate! You gotta warm 'em up first, keep 'em wanting more." Stan slapped his hand on Fiddleford's back. "If you give 'em what they want right away, they won't come back! Hold that one off until tomorrow or...uh...next week. Tease it or something."
Stan had started rubbing the back of his neck with his other hand as he spoke, a tell Ford was quick to recognize. It was the same one he did when he would "begrudgingly" let Mabel choose the movie for movie night or let Dipper rope him into another game of Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons. Covering the most vulnerable part of his body while he let his emotions go soft.
Fiddleford seemed to perk up at Stan's words.
"Well," Fiddleford offered. "I do know some proper jugband music. Only, it don't have the same ring to it without a jug."
"We've got a jug!" Mabel cheered from the other side of the porch. It seemed the raccoon argument had reached enough of a truce that the twins were once again paying attention to the concert. "I used to keep pond water in it, it's in the kitchen!" She hopped off of her chair, lugging the racoon along with her like it was a rather expensive lap cat.
Dipper followed her. "Why did you have a jug of pond water?"
"Because, dummy, if I met a frog prince he would need something in the shack to remind him of home."
"Aren't you supposed to turn him into a person though?"
Whatever Mabel's retort was to be was cut off by the door swinging shut.
"There ya go," Stan grumbled. "You're getting your jug. Just in time too." He gestured toward the SUV. The mother was walking toward the Shack, one hand holding the baby, the other gripping tightly to the little boy's hand. The little boy gripped a few dollars in his fist, eyes alight with excitement.
Fiddleford looked frantic. "I can't sing and play the jug at the same time!" He gripped at his hat, pulling it down over his ears.
Ford sighed. "Then don't play the jug."
"It won't be the same!" Fiddleford shook his head. "A jugband without a jug that's...that's like a body with no heartbeat!"
The door swung open and Mabel emerged with an old ceramic jug.
"Here it is!" she exclaimed. "And it only sort of smells like pond scum."
"I don't think that will be necessary," Ford smiled gently. "It seems Fiddleford can't play both simultaneously."
Mabel frowned. "But it's a jugband. It's in the name!"
"How about we wait another day," Ford offered, patting Fiddleford awkwardly on the back. "Maybe someone in town will join you."
"Oh for Pete's sake, give it to me." Stan snatched the jug out Mabel's hand, sniffing at the top and giving a grimace.
Fiddleford stopped pulling at his hat, peeking out from under the brim. "You'll play?"
Stan grunted. "I'm not missing out on good money just because you have a case of the heebie jeebies. Besides, how hard can it be? It's like blowing on the top of a beer...er...I mean soda bottle."
Dipper crossed his arms. "Grunkle Stan, we know what beer is."
"Not from me you don't."
Mabel squealed. "It's happening! Grunkle Stan is learning an instrument!"
"It's not an instrument, Pumpkin. It's dishware."
"It's a scrapbookortunity!"
Mabel dashed into the house once more, leaving Dipper to grin at their Grunkle Stan.
The family was only a few yards away now. Fiddleford looked between Stan, Ford, and Dipper, and straightened up in his seat.
"Alright. Alright!" He clapped his hands together. "Stanley, you get down here with me, otherwise your feet are gonna get mighty sore from standing." He yanked at Stanley's hand until he sat beside the rocking chair with a grumble.
"Now when I tap my foot," Fiddleford instructed. "You blow on the jug. One short note at a time." Fiddleford tapped his foot in demonstration. "You got that?"
Stanley rolled his eyes. "Gee, I don't know. Seems pretty complicated for the guy without a PhD."
Mabel burst through the door, camera clutched in her hands. "Got it!"
"Excuse me?"
The little boy stood on the porch, approaching the banjo case with far more trepidation than before. Eyes darting between the assembly, he dropped a few dollars in the case.
"Is this enough to play a song?"
Fiddleford didn't bother looking at the money. He turned his gaze to Stanley, who shrugged and raised the jug to his lips.
Fiddleford grinned. "You know ‘Boodle Am Shake’?"
The little boy shook his head.
"Well you're about to!" And with that he was off.
By Fiddleford's standards, it wasn't a horribly complicated tune. Ford had heard him pluck out more complex riffs while waiting for the coffee pot in their dorm room to brew. But Fiddleford was smiling. His shoulders had dropped from around his ears, and he was nodding at the little boy to tap his feet along with him. Ford hid his smile behind his hands as he watched Stanley, eyes focused on Fiddleford's bare foot with as much attention as one would give to diffusing a bomb. Next to him, Mabel was snapping pictures of the pair. Dipper stood on his other side, wearing the small smile he tended to get when feeling introspective. Ford laid his hand on Dipper's shoulder, and Dipper leaned into the touch.
The mother was smiling at her little boy, her baby having finally stopped fussing. Maybe it wasn't the grand attraction Mabel had planned, but Ford thought it was worth far more than those few dollars anyway. Nothing could be worth more than his family standing around him, his closest friend singing again.
I know this song, it don't mean a doggone thing. Just do that good old Charleston swing. When you sing...
#WHOOPS#this was supposed to be a silly hc post#like lol after weirdmageddon mabel gets fiddleford to learn her favorite songs on banjo#instead this happened#also he absolutely does learn rainbow connection eventually#he makes sure to end every performance with it just for mabel#he also learned disco girl to mess with ford#but then he found out how much of a fan dipper was and couldn't help but add it to the set#also Stanley’s husband is ol goldie btw#anyway how do i tag this#gravity falls#gravity falls ficlet#stanley pines#stanford pines#fiddleford mcgucket#dipper pines#mabel pines#grunkle stan#grunkle ford#fiddleford hadron mcgucket#fic#gravity falls fic#schedule the following#I JUST realized I posted this on#fiddleford friday#that wasn’t even intentional it’s just when I got it done aka hahaha
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The thought of Stan, not remembering his tragic romance with a guy in overalls that has a big beard and a big hat, seeing Old Goldey and being absolutely BAFFLED as to why he suddenly felt Gay for some statute has haunted me and I couldn't rest till I drew this
#Into Each Other's Orbits AU#gravity falls#gravity falls fanart#stanley pines fanart#grunkle stan#old goldie#fiddlestan#my posts
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Got my mind thinking about the glittering lady, so random Goldie sketches!
and them of course
#my art#glittering goldie#goldie o'gilt#scrooge mcduck#uncle scrooge#ducktales#uh I don't know how to post and tag things anymore#but hey! back to drawing#and it's:#scroldie#topolino comics#disney comics
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Oh so I’m supposed to choose one outfit for The Goldie O’Gilt? Get a fucking grip
Meet the Cast!
╰┈➤ Canon ☄. *. ⋆
→ Scrooge McDuff → Matilda McDuff → Hortense McDuff → Qalhata Duiker → Jack Duckworth → Bentina Beakley → LÙ Huifen (pre-caseflies) → LÙ Huifen (post-casefiles) → Ludwig Von Druska → Bradford Butcher
╰┈➤ OCs ☄. *. ⋆
→ Lucrais NicRiada
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#YEAH she doesn’t appear in any sixties flashbacks thwt I remember sooo#outfit design!! from scratch!#ish! they’re actually recreations lol I’ll rb this with my references#I was gonna post her alongside Scrooge but she outshines him so much it’s embarrassing#she’s so fun to draw#btw the middle one is her adventuring outfit#the others are kinda random idk#dress is a formal kinda thing#but not floor length gown kinda formal yk??#anyways I love sixties fashion#and the hair#SUCH amazing silhouettes#the poses are referenced too btw bc those models had rlly good poses for showing off outfits#….obviously#god if there’s one thing I can draw it’s a mf with une shoulder higher than the other and hands on their hips#ah feck she was supposed to have earrings. use your imagination I guess#art#my art#digital art#fanart#doodle#drawing#ducktales#ducktales 2017#ducktales human au#Goldie o gilt#Goldie O’Gilt#humanisation#gjinka#character design
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REJOICE IN THE GLORY OF COMBAT
#mun post#salmon run#if you know where that line if from you get a cookie#GOD i still have 0 idea how you manage glowflies on this stage and i've been doing this all day#also goldies are a bit scarce during seeking...
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my god •_•""
original designs by @/Emprider on twitter ^__^
#orbit splash#splatoon 3#splatoon#coroika#emperor coroika#rider coroika#salmonid#goldie splatoon#boy oh boy i promised id never do gold again#so i lied#another 20 hours gone YAHOOOOOOOO#i also like kinda forgot to post this#so sorry anyways send post
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Hi, Goldie! I just wanted to ask, that person you mentioned bothering you in DMs isn't still bothering you, are they? That situation makes me worry about your account being spammed with unpleasantries while you're away. :(
ohh no no, i ended up blocking that person a long while ago. my proofreader actually monitors this account for me while i'm away so it doesn't get deactivated or spammed by p*rnbot follows, and she did mention to me that that specific person had made another account to try and "reach out" to me, but Q blocked the account because (according to her) they didn't actually seem sorry at all and she didn't want me having to deal with them again especially while i've been dealing with my own issues (that whole thing was several months ago though, i think)
i don't think they've tried anything since then, so i'm assuming there's nothing to worry about there, if that's any consolation. :)
#i didn't see their 'apology' myself but i honestly don't want to especially if it didn't even seem sincere#like apparently the apology post itself seemed ok but they made a bunch of passive-aggressive posts afterward about our dms or something#giving q the impression that they didn't understand at all why or how they had upset me and seemed convinced they didn't do anything wrong#i'm gonna trust q's judgment on all of that she's much more people-smart than i am lol#plus it's too much of a headache to even bother dwelling on for me#big thanks to her for putting up with bullshit that i cannot lol#text post#goldie post
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AvGeo Spoilers Up Ahead!! ⚠️⚠️
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Golden Ratio my beloved
fun fact : we've already seen golden ratio back at animation vs math, at the end, Eulers friends, so... theory. All of euler's friends will be what tsc's encounter in every animation vs educations.
#im sorry but i find this howt#BUT LOOK AT TSC'S MOVEMENTS THO WHEN RIDING GOLDY#ITS JUST SO ATTRACTIVE IDK WHY#oh yea look how fruity green was at the beginning [its giving agent]#alan becker#animation vs geometry#avg#avg the second coming#avg tsc#patpat posts#my art#patpat theories
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island life - spring 2024🌱
#i always take a lot of pictures of my villagers but it sometimes seems so random to post them on their own#so im looking forward to making little collections like this since my island is finished💛#nordsea forever island💛#acnh#animal crossing#animal crossing new horizons#new horizons#acnh island#acnh exterior#acnh villagers#acnh screenshots#acnh spring#acnh island life#acnh normcore#acnh town#acnh towncore#acnh goldie#acnh bea#acnh chief#acnh grizzly#acnh gabi#acnh kappn
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Honestly, I’m curious now- Has Goldie ever interfered in the dangerous shenanigans Johnstantine ever gets into? Like- Has Goldie ever done something to save his life?
This is an indirect way to say Goldie's connection to Johnstantine as a chimera twin makes it so he's saved John from some pretty unique situations! John's body acts as a sort of horcrux tying Goldie's soul to him. Other than that, Goldie has some poltergeist ability and is able to move objects around. I imagine that when John gets infused with demon blood, that it affects Goldie a certain way too. Goldie can't talk, but hums a little.
#askjesncin#john constantine#hellblazer#vertigo comics#golden boy#goldie constantine#jl remix#yEA that's right that post with Johnstantine and Ma'al in bed together was foreshadowing lmaoo#omg I've been sitting on this chimera twin idea for so long I'm glad to finally share it
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cat dad
#honkai star rail#hsr#aventurine#hsr aventurine#i love cat dad aventurine#also gave the three kitties names#and also personalites#rain is just a sweet little girl#goldy is always hungry#and chip is chip#when i saw a twitter post that said aven would adopt black cats cause their luck would cancel each other out i cried
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If Yarrow worked for King Dice when Val was a baby, did that mean Val was ever at the casino or interacted with any of them? Maybe Yarrow had to bring Val to a meeting with King Dice once wearing one of those baby harness things
Yarrow would have rather died than bring Val anywhere near the casino.
He had King Dice meet him at his shop for the renegotiation regarding his contract, and whenever casino workers came into the shop for sizing and fitting, he always kept Val away from them (hiring sitters to watch her while he worked was unfortunately a large part of it).
In fact, he keeps up this habit as best as he can, even today.
@dreambones
#Cuphead#Cuphead: DDWTD#Cuphead: Don't Deal With The Devil#CDDWTD#CDDWTD oc#Cuphead oc#cupsona#CDDWTD Val#CDDWTD Yarrow Yarn#CDDWTD Goldie Bites#fizzles draws#anon#anonymous#dreambones#old sketch im pretty sure i never posted
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