#he is SOO.

[formulaonedirection]

Local man comes on the internet to lie and threaten 

Max Fewtrell stream, 14th Jan

Bonus

[caroldantops]

as u all know lesbians r allowed at least one fictional/celeb mancrush by law and i just wanted you to know that i am thinking about sucking this mans bawls and licking his ass rn

[wormspoodle]

compiled some things

[allagashed]

whenever i say “screaming crying throwing up” this is what i mean

[vanilla-extracter]

finished the lineup !! zoom ins after the cut!

[if-i-look-straight-look-again]

Daniel Molloy, 70 year old baby vampire: you know what would piss off both Louis and Armand and be very funny simultaneously?

Lestat de Lioncourt, queen of drama and biggest bitch in any room he walks into: what?

Daniel: if you and I fucked.

Lestat:

Lestat: tell me more.

[mossdogs]

gravity balls crew

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Doodle dump for the HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB AU!!

A little Fiddleford doodle and the gang (FINALLY) going to get Ford some goddamn furniture in his shack.

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The doomed narrative twins >:)

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Fun fact: Wendy and Soos got 'hired' as Ford's unofficial lab assistants completely by accident! Soos kind of just. Attached himself to Ford, kind of similarly as he did with Stan.

Meanwhile, Wendy was recruited a little later when her friends dared her to enter the notorious "Mystery Shack" of the ever elusive Stanford Pines, mad scientist and eater of children (at least according to the rumors). When she discovered that Ford was just. Some nice guy, she felt bad and offered to help him clean up the mess she made by breaking in, and stuck around ever since :]

[sugurugetos]

THE RINGS OF POWER 2.08 — Shadow and Flame

[miss-americanbi]

was chatting with my brother about gravity falls (again) and i said something like “man, can you believe stan waited and worked for 30 years just for the chance to try and bring his brother back?” to which my brother responded, “yeah, it’s nuts when you think about it. i wonder if stan got trapped in the multiverse instead, if ford would do the same.” HELLO???

[redeemed-wren]

Thinking about. Stanley Pines. Once summer, not long after Weirdmaggedon. Sitting in his seat, staring at the tv but realising slowly he's not really watching TV, he's listening.

Listening to Soos, taking a tour group around the Shack, his voice confident and happy, eagerly telling tourists all kinds of tall tales. Soos, with his young son strapped to his chest, held close and dear to his heart, always knowing he is loved and wanted by his father.

Listening to Wendy and Melody, laughter turning to deeper conversations in the gift shop as Wendy pours out her latest dating drama and Melody listens sympathetically--not quite a mother, but an older sister figure is all Wendy wants at the moment.

Listening to a distant boom coming from the basement, a cause for some concern that fades quickly as three peals of laughter follow soon after. One deep and familiar, as comforting and close as the sound of a ship's motor and the open sea. One young and high, cracking with adolescent awkwardness. One loud and cackling, a hint of madness never quite leaving it but more settled than it used to be. And Stan figures it's probably time to send someone down to drag Ford, Dipper and McGucket upstairs before they forget what light is and get too nerdy.

Besides it's nearly dinner time, and he's listening to Mabel's steady, unrelenting chatter in the kitchen, punctuated by a few grunts of acknowledgment from Abuelita as they prepare a meal.

And Stan feels a strange, unusual sensation wash over him, something he hasn't felt for over half a lifetime, by a boat on a beach. A sensation of contentment, of security, of peace. And he realises that if he stood up and walked into any one of the rooms in the Shack he would be greeted with smiles and faces lighting up to see him and cheerful cries of his name.

And he looks down at the darned pig sleeping beside his chair and things, with oddly misty eyes, that he spent thirty years trying to find his brother again. And he succeeded--but somehow, he got more than that. He had formed around him, without even realising it, a family.

[forgettable-au]

CHAPTER TWO | The Scientific Method

FORGETTABLE-AU (page 73-77)

* His brother is annoying.

[BEGINNING] [PREVIOUS] [CONTINUE]

[nenoname]

"I got campaign confetti in my eyes!"

[espresso1patronum]

megumi’s gaze lingered on you as you stood in front of him, wearing your short black dress. his brow furrowed slightly, the protective instinct in him kicking in.

"what are you wearing?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

you raised an eyebrow, nonchalantly adjusting the dress. "i'm going out with my girlfriends," you replied.

he didn’t seem satisfied with that answer. "that’s not what i asked," he said, crossing the room to grab his oversized jacket. without another word, he flung it over your shoulders, his fingers lingering on the fabric for a moment longer than necessary.

"it’s pretty cold outside," he added, his tone firm. "you’ll catch something."

you gave him a skeptical look, shrugging lightly. "come on, it’s a hundred degrees outside."

he crossed his arms, an unamused look on his face. "that’s no excuse, miss," he said, his voice soft but stern. "i don’t want creeps staring at my pretty girl."

you couldn’t help but smile at his protectiveness. "fine, fine, I’ll cover up," you relented, adjusting the jacket around your shoulders.

a satisfied smile tugged at his lips. "good," he said, before pulling you in for a quick, affectionate kiss. "i don’t share."

[baby-pink-flowers]

*jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair* Ahem, you look very lovely.

[mouseshift]

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