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ballin-pythons · 4 months ago
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Bug was very excited to see us home from vacation today
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romanxdrake · 28 days ago
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general information.
full name june ruth kaplan
nicknames junebug, bug, buggy
age 6 & 3/4s
date of birth nov. 23rd
place of birth los angeles, ca
zodiac sagittarius
gender cis female
pronouns she/her
nationality american
religion jewish
personality.
positive traits curious, kind, brave, independent
negative traits none!
likes halloween, fairytales, stuffies, animals, beetles, pumpkin pie, sprinkles
dislikes yelling, zombies, bed time, cottage cheese
hobbies baking, bug hunting, singing and dancing, princess tea parties
headcanons.
after the attack on hannah, the only chance at saving her and june was to deliver. june was born premature at 28 weeks and spent the first six months of her life in and out of the hospital.
june's grandparents informally took custody of her until she was three and roman and hannah were in better places physically and emotionally.
as result of her premature birth, june was born with bronchopulmonary dysplasia and undeveloped lungs. with treatment they were able to grow to a more average size but she has since developed asthma and is very susceptible to bronchitis and pneumonia.
june also developed patent ductus arteriosus, a small hole in her heart valve which may or may not resolve itself on her own as she grows.
lastly, her hearing has been a growing concern. june has been showing signs of potential hearing loss. this was the motivation for roman to take his own hearing loss more serious and start learning ASL and lip reading, slowly teaching june under the guise of her helping him practice.
june prays every night. for mommy and daddy and her grandparents and for lady because she's the best dog ever. she prays for her aunt and uncle and aunt birdie (who is the bestest aunt even if aunt kitty lived closer) and all the nice people she's met here at the wesley. she prays that they can stay in their new home together and finally be safe from the monsters.
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into-the-feniverse · 1 year ago
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🏜️Fen in Trigun Stampede UPDATED🏜️
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Disclaimer: backgrounds aren’t mine, most of it came from the show or pexels
More character info & voice claim under the cut!
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The basics:
• Her full name is Marlowe Fenley Holloway, but she prefers to go by “Fen”
• She’s 3 years younger than Meryl, but 14 cm taller
• female, cisgender, she/her, AroAce (demiromantic)
• Personality wise, she’s generally pretty quiet/reticent. She’s very non confrontational and fairly hesitant. However she’s good at giving off an air of friendliness and cheerfulness when need be, and is “always happy to help” (even at her own expense). Once she warms up to people she becomes much more chatty and exuberant. She’s very compassionate and sincere.
• Post trip/after the time skip she��s much more comfortable with herself and more confident, in both her appearance and actions.
• Hobbies & Interests: She enjoys drawing and painting in her free time. She also enjoys traveling and just being outside. After her time on ship 3, she also gains an avid interest in botany
The lore Backstory:
• She hails from a small town north of May City called “Juneport Junction”. She lived there her entire life with her family (parents, grandma, and 3 adopted older siblings), up until she left for November. Growing up, she really enjoyed observing (and chasing) the various small critters of Gunsmoke (mainly the sand worms)
• While Juneport isn’t necessarily a “religious town”, there’s definitely a moderate christian demographic. She does come from a fairly religious (Presbyterian) family, however she herself is agnostic
• While she's not necessarily distant with her family (at least not in a relationship way, physically yes she is, it's just part of the job), she's not the closest with them either. She keeps in touch with them fairly often (before heading off for November her parents gave her a wrist watch made with lost tech that acts as a telecom. they call bi weekly) and tries to stop by home when she can, but she tries to keep her visits as short as possible.
• She was brought on to the Bernardelli company as a photography intern, having heard about it from a friend of a friend and applying on a whim, and was (begrudgingly) placed under the tutelage of senior journalist Roberto De Niro. And so ended up getting dragged into Meryl’s mad chase to track down and interview the Humanoid Typhoon.
Random notes:
• The nicknames she accrued over the course of the trip include but are not limited to: curls, shutterbug, short stack, sunshine (Wolfwood), kid, trainee, green bean* (Roberto), and junebug** (Vash).
* That one caused some confusion amongst the travel crew, Roberto never actually explained why he called her that. They think it's a mix of green horn and bean sprout, and possibly also because of her jacket
** tossed out there by Wolfwood initially (around the time he found out she had an interest in bugs and came from a town called Juneport) but fondly adopted by Vash
• In her messenger bag she has her canteen, wallet, camera, a first aid kit, a small pocket knife, and a notebook and multiple pens. She doesn’t leave anywhere without her bag, and doesn’t mind carrying things for other people as well. After the time skip, she still brings a pack with her when traveling (which still stores her canteen, a sketch pad, and a first aid kit, but it’s smaller and she doesn’t take it everywhere ) but she upgrades to a larger (utility) knife which she keeps on her at all times. And her new camera (which is more compact than the one she uses during her internship).
• Her telecom watch also gets a slight upgrade post JuLai, courtesy of ship 3, so that it has a small medium impact force field (good for blocking bullets!).
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peace-coast-island · 3 years ago
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Diary of a Junebug
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Exploring the Garnet Bamboo Peninsula
Garnet bamboo trees are cool to look at. They don't seem like much at first glance but when you look closely, you can see little buds poking out, like tiny gem shards. I guess that's how the bamboo got its name - the buds do look like a bunch of tiny garnets.
This place is chock full of them and according to Yasmine, it's the only known place where they grow. Aside from the unusual buds, it's like any other bamboo plant - but that doesn't make it any less special. The flowers however are used in teas and soups, so those are local specialties here. They add a subtle bittersweet flavor that goes well with many soups and stir fried veggies.
I've been here for a couple days exploring the peninsula with Nathan, Yasmine, Dello, and Donna. Originally it was just me, Nate, and Yasmine, then we ran into the Clanwings so our trio became a quintet!
Yasmine and Nathan are on break from grad school. I didn't even know Yasmine went to the same college until recently, having just enrolled in the spring semester. I remember that she was debating going back to school after leaving the entourage. She and Nathan aren't in any classes together but since it's a small school they sometimes run into each other at the commons so they kinda know each other.
I've never heard of the Garnet Bamboo Peninsula until Yasmine brought it up. She heard about the place through Jamie, who of course would know about it. Along with the bamboos, the place is known for its cafes and bike trails. Being an avid biker and motorcyclist, Yasmine was intrigued. So when she suggested traveling there to me and Nathan, we became intrigued too.
The peninsula really is a lovely place for sightseeing and hanging out at cafes. It's perfect for a chill vacation where you don't really want to do too much other than be in a different setting. Just seeing the garnet bamboos up close and trying the local cuisine is enough of a fun experience. If that's all we end up doing, then I'm more than satisfied.
While biking along the beach trail, we ran into Dello and Donna. Dello somehow got his bike stuck and Donna was having no luck helping him. So we pitched in and managed to get the bike out, but it was in pretty bad shape. Based on how the crash scene looked, it's lucky that Dello only had a few scrapes and bruises.
Then again, I'm pretty sure Dello - and Donna - are like physically immune or something because they can take a lot of damage and somehow not break any bones or get crushed. It's funny but also kinda weird and unsettling - even they're low key freaked out by it sometimes. I'm pretty sure their uncle had something to do with that - likely by accident as that tends to happen a lot with the Clanwings.
Anyway, we invited Dello and Donna to dinner after helping them with the bike problem. They were sent by their uncle for a business trip and were planning to leave soon. Then they decided to extend their stay because things are a bit chaotic at home and Louise suggested that they hang around for a bit. She didn't elaborate too much but she insisted that they postpone going home so we assume it has something to do with their dear old uncle getting into some sort of trouble.
So Donna and Dello are now on a short vacation, which Donna's looking forward to. Dello admitted that he could use a break, but he also feels kinda bad for leaving Louise alone with the kids. Louise says she and the boys surprised the kids with a camping trip so they won't be at the mansion either. So whatever their uncle has gotten himself into, he's on his own.
It's been fun exploring the peninsula, gathering flowers, visiting cafes, and enjoying the view. We also took turns riding with Yasmine on her motorcycle, which was kinda scary at first but a lot of fun!
Yasmine's got an impressive collection of motorcycles as well as a vast knowledge on them. She occasionally works as a stunt rider, which was how Jamie met her. She's one of those people who gives off the impression of being a cool badass type and not only she is, but she's fun to hang out with too!
Before that, Yasmine was an actress best known on the Teen Scene sitcom Popular Besties. The show, I'll admit, was not that good, but I enjoyed it as a kid. The episodes tend to be a hit or miss and the first two seasons were all right but by the third and final season it was tedious. It was pretty obvious that Yasmine and her co-star were tired of the show so it wasn't a surprise when they later revealed that they quit, which was why season four was scrapped at the last minute.
Since getting to know Yasmine, I can't help but think of how her talents were wasted on Popular Besties. A lot of actors who debuted on Teen Scene have mixed feelings regarding their breakout roles and have since then moved on to better things. Yasmine still acts occasionally, though she's slowly phasing away from the entertainment industry. She says she's still not quite sure what direction she wants to go in but grad school's a start as well as continuing to pursue motorcycle racing.
Nathan has got a look at Yasmine's motorcycle collection and as expected, he was impressed. We don't know too much about those kinds of things but we know an impressive collection when we see one. I'm glad that they're getting along well - Yasmine's the type who easily becomes friends with everyone, even with people you'd think she wouldn't have much in common with. It's not that she and Nate are opposites but they come from completely different circles so it's unlikely that their paths would ever cross.
Things in Astra are pretty much the same for Nathan, and that's the way he and his family like it. He did mention that he visited Evan's grave for the first time in months, a kinda spur of the moment thing he didn't expect to do. He said he was reading a case study for a class that stirred up some memories so he had to step back when it became too much. Then he found himself at the cemetery and that kinda helped, or at least it grounded him. He told his therapist about it and she said some things that has left him thinking about the past.
I hope that one day he'll finally find peace with that. Nathan's come a long way since we first met and while what happened to his brother still hangs over him, at least he no longer beats himself up over it. That's why he wants to help people, to prevent tragedies like Evan, to save those going through a downward spiral no matter how far gone or beyond saving they think they are.
Dello and Donna have been up to the usual as well, shenanigans and all. Easton's hanging out with Rolly a lot so now they're best friends. Edie's happy about that as she mentioned that before Rolly, Easton didn't have too many close friends his age, probably because he's used to being around those older than him. Stork pops in often as usual and it's never a dull moment when he's around. We got to video chat with Louise and the kids, which was nice. They're all having a great time out on the road, sightseeing like we are.
Philly asked Nathan and Yasmine about Astra as he wants to go to grad school and is always looking far ahead in the future. Tally, as expected, asked about the garnet buds in hopes of using Tally Inc. to make a profit. Dello promised Rosie to bring home some sweet treats, particularly the pink moonberry daifuku a local cafe is famous for. Molly and her friends popped in for a bit just to say hi as well so it was nice to catch up with everyone.
The Clanwings are what most would consider an eccentric family. In a way, they kinda remind me of the McManns, except a lot bigger. Apparently they're kinda distantly related so I guess that explains the similarities. Both heads of the families are rich old men who happen to have a late younger sister, both who have twins who are left to keep an eye on their uncles. The uncles tend to get in trouble during their adventures so a lot of people end up mixing the families up.
Strangely though, even though I know Rocky, Chrissie, Dello, and Donna and they all know each other, I've never hung out with all four of them at once. Like I've known them for years and they live in Cityburg so you'd think at some point I'd meet up with Chrissie and Donna or Dello and Rocky on separate occasions but it hasn't happened yet. I mean it will (should) happen one day but I just find it funny that it hasn't.
Speaking of Rocky and Chrissie, we talked about them a bit. Dello said he dropped by to see Rocky and Lex before coming here. We joke that Rocky and Lex should tie the knot before baby #3 comes along, especially now that they're engaged but with no wedding date set yet. They've been pretty much following Dello and Louise with the whole having two kids before getting married. Though from the looks of it, I don't think Rocky and Lex plan on adding another family member anytime soon, if ever.
I don't know how Dello and Louise did it, having four kids roughly a year apart. Rosie and Lessi are 14 months apart, both were pre-marriage, Lessi and Cissy are about a year and a half apart being the widest age gap, then Cissy and Rolly, aka the planned post marriage ones, at 10 months because Rolly came early. So basically Louise was on and off pregnant for 4-5 years, which is insane.
As for Donna, she had the boys and that was it. Before that, it was apparently rumored that the Clanwings were at risk of dying out since Dello and Donna were the only heirs left as for some reason the family members are against marriage, or at least have no interest in it. At this point Dello's the only living Clanwing who's married, but even he and Louise were on the fence about marriage for a while.
So we met up at this place called the Pink Daifuku and enjoyed a bunch of sweet treats. The peach mochi cakes are my favorite as well as the green garnet rose tea. We also shared a bottle of sweet white wine infused with garnet bamboos, which add an interesting flavor. I think this is the sweetest wine I've ever tasted - it's good but a bit too overpowering, something that would probably be paired better with a meal instead of desserts or alone.
Tomorrow we're gonna visit the Diamond Winery to try some more garnet wines and see how they're made. The winery's on one of the top places to visit in the Garnet Bamboo Peninsula because it has a gorgeous view of the cliffs and it's the only place where garnet wines are made. Dello and Donna are into that kind of stuff so of course they'd want to check it out. Yasmine said she always wanted to try the garnet champagne while Nathan and I are looking forward to taking a bunch of nice pics as well as the free wine samples.
After the cafe we rented some bikes and explored the Waybright Plains trail. There, we looked at the ruins and collected some garnet bamboo. Something about Waybright feels eerie, then again that's how most abandoned places feel like. Exploring ruins up close and personal is always an interesting experience.
We tried to solve something that looked like a puzzle involving the torches but couldn't figure it out. I think we were close though as we managed to light all but one of the torches up. Well, I was never really good at puzzles anyway, and maybe it's probably for the best that we didn't activate what was in there. I mean, I doubt it's like a trap or something, but it is kinda weird that a device like that still works and is just left out in the open. Dello was right to be a bit iffy about it, especially from personal experience.
Yeah, as tempting as it can be, I think we're better off leaving those alone. I don't want to be responsible for causing a catastrophe by messing around with something I shouldn't have.
Time flies quickly when you're wandering the corridors of old ruins. It's easy to get lost in a place like this - I'm surprised that we managed to stay together the whole time. And not only that, but we also managed not to set off any traps or have any accidents along the way so another win. Then again, these ruins are open to the public so that obviously wouldn't be a problem or else we wouldn't have been able to just freely walk in.
For the trip back, we took the scenic route. The trails are super well lit so there's no worries about it getting too dark - and we were out pretty late. Riding around the peninsula at night has a different vibe than in the daytime. I think it's the glow of the lanterns that add to this sorta dreamy, disconnected vibe that makes it so chill. Plus the trails aren't as busy at this time of night so it's just us and the garnet bamboo. If it weren't for the mosquitos, I'd go on nighttime hikes more often.
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theheadlessgroom · 3 years ago
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THE MUSE’S MOTHER.
general information:
FULL NAME: June Augusta Pace
MAIDEN NAME: Burke  
NICKNAME(S) OTHER NAMES: Junie, Junebug  
DATE OF BIRTH: June 4th  
NATIONALITY: American  
OCCUPATION: Various-she’s a regular Jill of all trades!
RELIGION: Irish-Catholic (converted when she married Wilhelm)  
SEXUALITY:  Heterosexual
appearance:
FACE CLAIM: Joan Crawford   
HEIGHT:  5′3 
WEIGHT:  140 lbs.
HAIR COLOUR: Black  
EYE COLOUR: Olive-green  
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Wild and curly hair as black as ink, worn and calloused hands, and an infectious smile (with a small gap between her two front teeth!)   
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HOMETOWN: New Orleans, Louisiana  
CURRENT RESIDENCE: New Orleans, Louisiana   
MARITAL STATUS: Married 
EDUCATION LEVEL: Homeschooled
FATHER: August Burke  
MOTHER: Josephine Burke (nee’ Pratt)   
SIBLINGS: None, she was an only child  
SPOUSE: Wilhelm Pace 
CHILDREN: Randall Pace!  
tagged by: No one!
tagging: All who’d like to do it!
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morikeifemme · 4 years ago
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Can you tell me a bit about Serenity and Toxicity?
I have literally been DYING to rant about my ocs so you’re getting full backstory😤.
Serenity (marvel oc)
Serenity is a humanoid alien from a planet known as Boria. Her planet runs on music, which is where she draws her powers. Borians are a carnivorous humanoid race that thrive on music and survive by consuming live organisms and harvesting their life force. When serenity was old enough she and her twin sister Echo (who I still haven’t finished the ref for😔) joined the Borian space exploration fleet. Tasked with finishing new planets for habitation should something happen to Boria, she and her sister were sent to earth in the year 2081. Upon arrival and deeming the planet habitable they began their fist hand exploration. After a few months they were found by S.H.E.I.L.D operatives and contained for questioning and observation. After being deemed as a non-current threat they were given the choice to stay on earth and assist S.H.E.I.L.D or to remain as prisoners. They were assigned to the Next Gen Avengers where they would meet their teammates Honeybee (aka Judith Parker), Night Stalker (aka Otto Wolfram), Junebug (aka August Stark), The White Witch (aka Shumi Nozi). Serenity’s known powers include a sonic scream, sending out a soundwave with her war hammer, propulsion, and she can manipulate her hair similarly to love deluxe from jjba :)
Fun facts:
A year on Serenity’s planet is the equivalent to 3 on earth so in her planets years she’s 18 on earth she’s 21
Serenity and her sister can open their mouths like snakes
Serenity is currently dating Honeybee and learned most of her earth knowledge from her
She has a habit of sticking unknown objects into her mouth
Toxicity (mtmte/idw oc)
Warning now for mentions of murder/dismemberment and drugs
Prewar Toxicity is one of the worst cases of shooting the messenger. She worked as a delivery bot and unknowingly was given a shipment of illegal speeders to deliver across town for two opposing mafia groups. The shipment was apparently not what was agreed upon by the groups and it was assumed that Toxicityhad intentionally tampered with it. She was tortured and eventually killed. To discard of the evidence she was cut into several pieces and spread out around cybertron. Years later parts of her would be found and sold for spare parts. The person they were sold too, an engineer by the name of steeltrap, realized they were more than just scraps this person had come across and did his best to put together what was left. What he couldn’t recover was reformatted, she became his personal science project. He fitted her with an artificial spark and brought her back online. Despite being back online she had no memory of her previous life and only knew of what Steeltrap could tell her dismembered parts had been sold to him. She devoted herself to finding a way to repay him for giving her a new lease on life. She would go on retrieval missions for him, bringing him spare parts or anything he needed. When the war began the two remained on cybertron but did their best to stay out of it. Steeltrap’s experiments started to become dark and twisted and when he’d run out of subjects to use he’d turn to his loyal retrieval bot Toxicity. Eventually she would be rescued by a group of autobots and brought back to their base but despite being saved she refused to stay. She stole a ship and left cybertron, later becoming a bounty hunter and being hired to track down the members of the lost light.
Fun facts:
Toxicity is an outlier. Her body naturally produces an acid which can be seen stored on the tanks on her back.
Despite most of her frame being reformatted, her alt mode stayed the same.
Her tail is prehensile with a claw at the end which can open and dispense acid.
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emmettsmantiddies · 4 years ago
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Hello!!!Can you please tell me about your cats-🐺
Hello Wolf Pal (Every time I see that emoji I think “it’s a wolf thing” lol)
So I have 4 cats! 3 of them are siblings (Junie, Pepper, Wrigley) and one is my baby (Wilbur)
And this turned out super duper long, so below the cut it shall be! (open at ur own risk I’m not kidding it’s long)
Junie is the leader. When we met the three siblings (we call them the babies because when we adopted them we had a senior cat, he has since passed but we still call them that, confusing, I know) she was the first one out. My dad and I were insistent that we get her, my mom and sister wanted the two fluffies. My dad said “get three of them” and we did. Junie is, like most female cats, not the most friendly with everybody. Don’t get me wrong, she’s sweet, but she’s only really bonded to me and my mom, and she only bonded with my mom after I left for college. She likes to play with small plush toys--she’s stolen little milk carton plushies and dumpling plushies from me before. They are now hers. She’s also known for being weird. She scratches around her food when she’s done or if she wants to come back to it later; cats do this in the wild to protect their food. She also tends to clean her brothers--and Wilbur too, on occasion. Her full name is Juniper, but we rarely call her that. Her other nicknames are June, Junebug, BugBug, Buggy, Booba, and Boob (I started calling her Booba for no good reason and it got shortened to Boob lol). She’s a good girl, but a little odd.
Pepper is probably best described as a himbo. He’s very puffy (although to the untrained eye he and Wrigley are practically indistinguishable), and he’s slightly browner than Wrigley and has a longer face and more distinguished nose. He also looks like he’s wearing harem pants. Pepper likes to give love bites. They do not feel like love bites; they hurt. He will try to give you an eyebrow piercing if given the opportunity. Pepper likes to play with balls with bells in them, he also likes strings. Pepper was originally Wrigley because we thought Wrigley was a girl. But, since Pepper was darker at the time, we switched Wrigley to Pepper and Lily to Wrigley (confusing, right?). Pepper is my mom’s cat; although, he’ll settle for me on occasion. He’s very complacent and just loves to sit with my mom and sleep with her at night. He will sometimes “scarf her,” that is, he’ll lay across her neck like a scarf. He likes to watch water coming out of faucets--I say he’s a himbo because he gets surprised by the water every. Darn. Time. He’s the largest in terms of puff, but actually weighs the least. His nicknames include PingPing (I’m not sure where this nickname came from), Pepperoni, and the most notorious nickname he has is PP. I gave him that one, but hear me out! Pepper has two P’s right next to each other in the middle, right? So PP stands for those 2 P’s. 
Wrigley is a grumpy old man trapped in a fat kitty’s body. Wrigley is built like he swallowed a cylinder--a cylinder of fat. He’s stocky, his hair is more gray, and he looks like a frilled lizard in cat form. He has a big belly, but only like the lower half--he has a practically hairless section (it’s always been like this, he’s fine) that’s very pink, and so aptly named (by yours truly) “the pink part.” When he grooms that area, it’s known as “pink part maintenance.” Wrigley is the best at standing on two feet--he looks like a meerkat when he does. He also has a grudge/vendetta/hatred towards my older sister. She left for college when the babies were less than a year old, and when she came back after a while, she brought her cat that she adopted, Salem (also known as Pookie). Salem and (really all of the babies) Wrigley did not get along, and Wrigley started to associate my sister with Pookie and ever since has had a... not so friendly relationship with her. He growls at her, hisses (he has a pathetic hiss, it comes out in spurts), but then he’ll also act like he wants her to pet him. He will also chase people for fun and bite their ankles when they stop (he doesn’t mean any harm when he does this). Wrigley is finnicky. He doesn’t always like to be picked up and will growl/grumble when someone does. But he’s also needy, he will come and demand attention by trying to suffocate me and lay on my chest. He became friends with Wilbur early on--it surprised everyone because of how grumpy he is, we expected he’d hate Wilbur the most, but that title goes to Pepper. Wrigley doesn’t play very often--he’s a watcher. But he likes hairties and milk caps. He’s an odd little guy. His nicknames include Wriggy, Ricky (my sister’s friend misheard us call him Wriggy and now he’s stuck with that name), Richard, Reginald, Rigatoni, Wriggle Piggle, and Rinchy.
Wilbur is my baby. He is actually an ordained minister an emotional support animal. I got permission to bring him with me to college last year, although I adopted him earlier in the summer. He was the runt of the litter and now he’s huge. He doesn’t look like it because he’s muscular, but he’s a whopping 14 pounds! He’s built like a greyhound with a tiny head and lean body. His tail is crazy long and when he runs around the tip of it flops in the air in what I like to call “the flagella tail.” His nose freckle has grown with his nose over time, and my parents (especially my mom) actually didn’t want me to adopt him because of it!! I’m glad I didn’t listen. Wilbur is a momma’s boy, and the only one I will accept in this household. He loves to cuddle me (doesn’t cuddle anyone else), he loves kisses (will seek them out), and he nurses on me. He’s done this since he was a baby, partially because we got him too early (they thought he was 8 weeks, he was six) and it makes him happy and secure. He’s an absolute menace--if he can get into something, he will. We had to put child locks on our drawers in our dorm because Wilbur could open them and would get into everything. He likes paper a lot, so any paper lying around is forfeit to him. He rides on my walker, scooter, and stairlift, and he likes to be near me when I shower. I used to use a shower/bath combo, and he’d sit on the ledge of the tub between two curtains, but now he lays outside the shower. He runs around and chirps a lot, chasing bugs and other things. He also likes straws and will play fetch. He also likes squinkies--those old pencil toppers that came in cute shapes. Junie likes them too. Wilbur is also known to be a thief, he’s stolen my little baggies of gems for diamond paintings and run off with them, determination in his gaze. He’s quite clever and sly, which makes my life very difficult sometimes lol. He runs like a bulldog, with a barrel-like chest, and he has been my rock ever since I got him, as I was dealing with health issues and life issues. I wouldn’t trade him for the world (this extends to the babies as well, but I really feel like I’m Wilbur’s mom). I also call him little man, Wibble, Wilby, Wibby, Wibs, Wilbs, Snoot (there’s a story to this nickname), and one of my faves is Wibby P. Butts, Esquire (no clue where it came from honestly).
Sorry for rambling, but I love my babies! Obligatory pictures below, they’ll be in the same order as I wrote about them:)
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birdiedrke · 4 years ago
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BASICS—
full name: harper louise drake, birdie
birthday: december 3rd
age: 23
zodiac sign: sagittarius
religion: no thank you
religious level (1-10): 0; she’s focused on other things
birthplace: las vegas, nevada
current residence: manhattan, new york
height: 5′5″
hair color: dark blonde
eye color: blue
sexuality: pansexual
romantic preference: panromantic
relationship status: she’s pretty sure she’s single
languages known: english, some french & italian, basic russian, various coding languages aha
DETAILS—
car: not in the city! in vegas she drove a volkswagen beetle
phone: motorola RAZR & GSMK cryptophone 600g
music genres: hyperpop, synthpop, dreampop, bedroom pop, anything pop!
wardrobe: fast fashion baby! dark colors, favors jeans, often has a paint stain on her shirt, shearling jacket for winter
estimated net worth: currently unknown
ransom value: depends if she can reproduce the painting you want :/
CONNECTIONS—
gideon drake; father
cynthia drake; mother
tobias drake; first born
samuel drake; second born
roman drake; third born
mauve drake; fourth born
elijah drake; fifth born
matilda drake formerly rossi; sister-in-law
june drake; her junebug, niece
fabian bishop, the boss man
mitya morozov, she dk him
nikolai ciora, work acquaintance
zoe marshall, roommate???
LEVELS (1-10)—
drinking: 3; if you’re paying
swearing: 5; when things aren’t going her way
smoking status: 3; only if she happens to be standing in the alley with you
drugs: 1; she doesn’t seek them out
cooking proficiency: 6; there are a few recipes she has in her back pocket
intelligence: 9; misuses it
emotional/social intelligence: 9; misuses it!
creativity: 9; triple misuses it!!
temper: 2; she’s too go with the flow to get mad at you
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mogitz · 7 years ago
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Hey! As you know, I absolutely love your writing!😍 Could you put a tag to all your fics on Ao3? Thanks so much
Well, Gee Golly! I didn’t even see this! What a great ask
Here is my page, and below are individual Riverdale links
This is Why I Need You: A one-shot taking place immediately after the events of Season 2, Episode 5 “When a Stranger Calls.” Based on three requests I received on Tumblr, as well as my own need to rectify the mess our Bughead babies are now it. So, there’s a lot of healthy communication, understanding, and all that good stuff we love about them. COMPLETE
The Panic in Sweetwater Park: (personal fave) When Betty Cooper made it out of this town, she had no plans of ever returning. But after a brief stint in a mental hospital following a nervous breakdown, Betty has returned to Riverdale.  When she runs into Jughead, they go on an adventure, revisiting the places they fell in love and fell apart. Maybe it was just the wakeup call she was needing. Long one-shot. COMPLETE
What’s Your Damage?: A (sort of) Heathers!AU where Jughead is the new kid at school. WIP
Welcome Back: Jughead and Betty’s first meeting after he returns to Riverdale High - and he wants his job back at the Blue & Gold. A short one-shot I needed to get out of my system. COMPLETE
(what are you doin’) New Year’s Eve:  It’s New Year’s Eve, and Betty Cooper is drunk. It’s up to Jughead Jones to come to her rescue. Takes place after the last episode, Silent Night, Deadly Night. Betty and Jughead are still reeling from their break up, but can’t seem to stay away from each other. Fluff, Drama, Smut & Romance. COMPLETE
flower girl:  When most of the University students head home for Spring break, Jughead is tending bar. That’s when Betty Cooper walks in, soaking wet and seeking advice. WIP
valentine’s day is for suckers. : Childhood friends turned roommates Jughead Jones and Betty Cooper find themselves alone and drunk on Valentine’s Day. Bughead Smut. COMPLETE
Settle for Me: "When was the last time you were truly happy?“ The question keeps popping up in Elizabeth Cooper’s life. She should be happy - she has a coveted position at CNN and a six-figure salary in NYC. She’s up for a promotion of a lifetime. But a chance encounter with her ex-boyfriend, Archie Andrews, causes her to impulsively uproot her entire life and follow him to the small town of Riverdale. It is there that she meets a cynical bartender named Jughead Jones, who makes her question what true happiness even is. Crazy Ex-Girlfriend A/U. WIP
s w e e t w a t e r : Ari Andrews, Junebug Jones, Vincent Lodge, & Brett Cooper are teenagers trying to navigate life in their small town full of secrets. When Jasmine Blossom is found dead, the rest of the towns mysteries become unravelled.A genderswapped retelling of Riverdale. WIP
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pencilscratchins · 7 years ago
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what are your top five favorite moments from taz? i love your taz art, are you planning on doing more of it??
aww thank you! I do, but probably just as inspiration comes!! I have no plans as of right now haha!! but- fuck this is a hard question! there are so god damn many. I’m intensely into storytelling (I’m an Enlgish major homies) so I’m about to go OFF on yous, so it’s time for Patented Rebecca Under Cut. 
I’m going to try to avoid some more commonly favorite scenes- not because they’re not amazing! But stuff like “arms outstretched” and “chug and squeeze”- like I looooove them- but they get a lot of praise, so I’m gonna try to shine some light on some underappreciated stuff! I mean theres barely any underappreciated moments because again Griffin did the most with this campaign, like hey’re all amazing. also spoilers obviously.
5) Kind of a Shitty Wizard from Murder of the Rockport Limited Episode 12. I mean, it’s just hilarious. Jenkins is probably my favorite big bad, because sweet christmas- his interactions with the Tres Horny Boys are just fucking hilarious and this goof is one of the best running gags in the entire campaign- I’m, of course, talking about Taako bullying Jenkins on refusing to burn sell slots to do his job and then eating a carrot stick. I literally have a note on my phone that has the time stamp and episode of every reference to this that’s how much this makes me laugh. This isn’t really underappreciated, but fuck do I love it.
4) I Can Fuck Any Onion I Want! (Hurley’s Sacrifice) Petals to the Metal Episode 27. Hurley’s sacrifice is one of the most iconic and heartbreaking and tear jerking scenes in the entire podcast, and I was admittedly a LITTLE off put by it until Griffin a) owned up to the fault he accidentally fell into bury your gays and then b) unburied his gays, but now on my second listen. God, it is beautiful. HOWEVeR, her sacrifice and the conversation with the sash holds home with my absolute favorite Merle moment possibly of all time. I mean Petals to the Metal has great Merle moments all around but Clint is just fucking hilarious and this exchange was such a good break from the heartbreak, it just has a special place in my heart.
3) A Really Good Day from Stolen Century Episode 65. I don’t get a chance to talk about this a lot, but I have an extremely close relationship with my brothers- ever since we were kids, they’re probably my best friends- so sibling relationships in media will always, always, always be my favorite but they are rarely done well. It’s the reason why I got into McElroy products in the first place- their relationships with each other reflects my relationship with my brothers almost to a tee- so obviously, as brothers, Griffin and Justin do Taako and Lup so beautifully. They have so many great moments together, but this will probably be my favorite (okay maybe “count the shells” is my favorite but thATS NOT A SCENE) because of the line “I love Barry with all my heart… but [you]… you are my heart.”  This is one of those rare moments that legitimately made me cry- I’m a little bit of a wimp, I tear up a lot at things, but I was full on WEEPING at this part. 
2) Barry’s Back from the Suffering Game Episode 57. God the Red Robe plot line is so good. Travis does such a cool thing with Magnus completely not knowing how to handle keeping a secret, then the reveal… but like god. This cannot be topped. Like the decision to bring Barry back is probably one of Griffin’s strongest and the slow reveal of his identity is just phenomenal. What I love the most about it is like… he listened to the fandom- people wanted Barry back, even as a joke- but he did it in a way no one was really expecting. It was such a moment of utter awe- I went into the cast with no spoilers and I’m so glad I did because I was speechless when this happened- people have said this before, but Griffin going fuck it and calling renaming that long ass serious name as Barry Bluejeans is the moment I realized I was gonna love this podcast, because like. They threw convention out the window and made DnD their medium not a set of rules. The whole part of bringing him back and the way he did it… just amazing. LIKE who can make a fucking pair of jeans sound SO DRAMATIC and NOT be a joke? It’s so fucking good. AND CLINT LAUGHING AS HE FIGURES IT OUT IS SO GOOD. 
1) The Bank Scene (Isaak’s Diary) from The Eleventh Hour Episode 46. Oh my god. So I think I’ve said this before but The Eleventh Hour is my favorite arc, hands down, so I challenged myself to only pick one scene from this arc. It was down to “you’re going to be amazing” and this but this won because scene is just… oh god it’s so. fucking. good. Literally, everything is phenomenal- this is the longest selection because from the moment Taako goes “there’s a mole!” to the end of the episode is amazing. Like them fucking up the plan, to Merle commanding the wrong guard, to Magnus throwing Taako (”Taako gets the gold”!)- its probably one of the most text book Tres Horny Boys scene ever lmao. And then, like Griffin reading the diary entry with the music in the background as the clay is drowning them- and the fucking “Junebug”… Honestly, I’ve listened to it so many times, but every time I get chills GOD! Eleventh Hour has probably my favorite overall music, and like I don’t think there’s a better cinematic point where Griffin uses it than this scene. It feeLS like a movie, you listen to it and you see it- god I just can’t explain how much I LOVE this scene! Hands down, my favorite moment.
OKAY THAT WAS REALLY HARD BECAUSE FUCK I LOVE THIS PODCAST BUT YEAH. Those are some of my favorites- I love basically every second though tbh lmao
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thelastspeecher · 8 years ago
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Stan-at-Home - Chapter 1: Welcome to San Diego
Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 3   Chapter 4   Chapter 5   Chapter 6 Chapter 7   AO3
So, I wasn’t originally going to post this until after I graduate this Saturday, but it’s my birfday today and I wanted to give myself a bit of a present.  So.  Here is the first installment of my Stay-at-Home Stan AU multichap.  In this AU, Ford calls up Stan in 1982 for his help, only to be told that Stan can’t come to Gravity Falls.  Ford goes to meet Stan in San Diego, and finds out that his wild twin has settled down.  There’s a lot of fluff, angst, and cute family moments that are gonna be stuffed into these six long chapters, and I am very excited.  Anyways, I’ll stop rambling.  Enjoy~
               Ford checked the address.
               Yes, this is Farley Street. He began to walk down the street, squinting at the numbers on the well-kept houses.  This doesn’t seem like Stanley’s kind of neighborhood.  He thought back to the conversation he’d had with his mother the week before.
               “Yes, I have Stanley’s phone number,” his mom said. “I also have his address, if you wanna go talk to him face-to-face.”
               “No, the phone number will suffice,” Ford said quickly.
               “When you talk to him, tell him I’ve been waiting for that birthday call for months.”
               “Your birthday isn’t until March.”
               “Like Stan knows that.”
               Ford came to a stop outside a tan craftsman-style home.  He looked at the address on the mailbox.
               435.  This is it.  He carefully pushed the gate open and stepped onto the small fenced-in lawn.  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a toy wagon. What’s that for?  This is getting stranger by the second.  As he walked up to the door, he mentally replayed the conversation he’d had with his twin a few days ago.
               The phone picked up after two rings.
               “This is Stan,” a gravelly voice said.  Ford’s heart stopped.  Even though he had been expecting to hear Stan’s voice, it was still strange.
               “Stanley?”  There was a rustle over the phone.
               “Stanford?  Is that you?”
               “Yes, it’s- it’s me.”
               “What- how did ya get this number?”
               “Mom gave it to me.”
               “Of course she did,” Stan grumbled.  There was some sort of commotion on his end of the line.  A muffled voice said something to him.  “I’ll take care of it in a bit, I’m on the phone.”
               “Is there someone else there?” Ford asked, curious despite himself.
               “Yeah, a couple of people.  Ford, why’d ya call me?”
               “I need your help.”
               “With what?”
               “I need you to come to Gravity Falls. We can talk then.”
               “Gravity Falls?  Where’s that?”
               “Oregon.”
               “Oregon?!  Ford, I can’t go to Oregon.”
               “Did you lose the Stanleymobile?”
               “No, I’ve still got her.  I can’t go to see ya for a…different reason.”  After Stan didn’t elaborate, Ford prompted him.
               “A job of some sort?”
               “No.  Well, sorta? I dunno, I guess it counts as a job. That’s what Angie’s been sayin’, anyways.”  Once again, Stan didn’t expand upon what he had just said.
               “Who says that?”
               “Seriously, Ford, I can’t come,” Stan said evasively. “You can come see me, if ya want,” he suggested.  Ford grimaced.  The idea of meeting Stan at some grungy, run-down hotel in a Podunk town wasn’t that appetizing.  But it wasn’t like he had a choice.
               “…Fine.  What’s the address?”
               “435 Farley Street, San Diego.”
               “San Diego?” Ford asked.  He scribbled the address down on a piece of paper.  Stan chuckled.  
               “Yeah.  Surprised I’m not in some random nowheresville backwater town in New Mexico or somethin’, huh?”
               “Slightly,” Ford confessed.  There was more noise on Stan’s end.  High-pitched voices and something that sounded like barking.
               “Yeah, I’m comin’, I’m comin’,” Stan said to someone else, his voice slightly muffled, as though he had covered the receiver. His voice came back full volume. “Anything else ya need, Ford? I’ve got stuff to do.”
               “Uh, no.  I suppose I’ll see you in a few days.”
               “See ya then.”  Stan hung up the phone.  
               Ford stared at the whitewashed front door, steeling himself.  He was still rather perturbed that Stan hadn’t agreed to meet him in Gravity Falls, but the sting over his refusal was slightly taken away by his curiosity. Clearly, Stan had a comfortable living situation.  Maybe he even lived with a significant other.
               Don’t be ridiculous.  Stanley’s not the type to settle down.  Ford knocked on the door.  There was barking.  
               “Shh!  Quit it, ya dog!”  Ford recognized Stanley’s hushed voice.  He could make out some sort of commotion.  “That’s right, get in there.  I’ll get ya in a bit.  If the girls ask, ya weren’t in here, capisce?”  Ford blinked, bemused.  The door opened.  “Hey, Ford,” Stan said.  He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.  Ford gave his twin a quick once over.  Stan was clearly healthy, living well.  He was clean, well-kept, and actually wearing his glasses.  
               “…You have a ponytail?” Ford asked.  Stan grinned.
               “Started out as a mullet.  Ended up tyin’ it back for convenience about two and a half years ago.  Kept the habit.”  He shrugged.  “Angie says it’s pretty fetchin’, so it’s not like I’d wanna change it anyways.”
               There’s that “Angie” again.
               “Who is Angie?” Ford asked.  Stan waved a hand.  
               “You’ll meet her later.  I told her we were gonna have a guest.  Didn’t say who.  But she wants ya to stay for dinner.  And she’ll be pretty pissed if ya leave.”  Stan eyed Ford.  “Looks like ya could use a good meal or two anyways.  And a good night’s sleep.  Holy Moses, Sixer, what the heck happened to ya?”
               “You just said ‘heck’.  Why didn’t you swear?” Ford asked Stan, rather than answering the question.  
               “You’ll probably find that out later, too.  Just, uh, come in, and we can talk about whatever it was ya wanted to talk about.”  Stan stood to the side so that Ford could walk in.  Ford entered the house and immediately took in his surroundings.  He was standing in what seemed to be a living room.  It was cozy and warm, with various pictures of wildlife on the walls.  He began to feel a bit more at ease.
               This is far more welcoming than my own home.  Ford saw a spattering of bright colors out of the corner of his eye and turned his head. He frowned at the building blocks and other children’s toys, piled on the off-white carpeting near a dark gray sofa. Maybe Stan has a roommate who has children?  This “Angie” he keeps mentioning?
               “Ya want coffee or somethin’, Sixer?” Stan asked. Ford turned.  Stan was standing in a kitchen adjacent to the living room. “I think we’ve got some.  If not, uh, I dunno if you’re an herbal tea guy, but Angie’s got some.  She doesn’t drink it often, so I don’t think she’d mind.”
               “Coffee sounds excellent,” Ford replied.  His hands were still shaking from the quadruple espresso he’d downed earlier, but he’d do whatever he could to stay awake.
               “You got it.”  Stan waved a hand vaguely.  “Sit down wherever.  Try not to fall asleep.”  Ford didn’t take a seat, instead staring at his twin.  When Stan had moved just now, a glint on his hand had caught the light. Ford had a feeling what it might be, but it seemed too odd for that to be correct.
               Stanley wouldn’t get married.  
               “Seriously, Ford, sit down,” Stan said briskly.  “Ya might fall over if ya keep standin’ around.”
               “Very well,” Ford mumbled.  He looked around.  There was a table in the kitchen, with four chairs.  He walked over and took a seat, noticing that two of the chairs had some sort of colorful block on it.  
               What in the world is going on?
               “Whatchya doing?”  Ford was startled from his thoughts by a young, high-pitched voice.  He turned around, as did Stan.  Stan sighed.
               “Why aren’t ya in bed?” Stan asked the child that had just wandered into the kitchen.  The child, a girl no more than four years old, rubbed her eyes with her free hand. Her other hand was holding a large stuffed animal frog.  
               “Woke up,” the child mumbled blearily.  She frowned at Ford.  “Who’s he?”
               “A guest.  Your ma mentioned we’d have one, remember?” Stan said.  The child cocked her head.
               “Looks like you,” she said simply.  Stan sighed.
               “Yeah, yeah, I know.”  Stan took the coffee out of the cupboard.  “Go play with your blocks or somethin’, okay?”
               “Don’t wanna.”  
               “Then what do ya wanna do?”
               “Eat.  Hungry.”
               “All right.  We can do that.”  Stan walked over to the child and picked her up, then set her down in one of the chairs with the brightly colored blocks.  Ford resisted the urge to groan out loud.
               Of course, those were booster seats!  God, why didn’t I realize that?
               “Whattaya want, kid?” Stan asked.  The child scrunched up her face.
               “My name’s not kid!  ‘s Daisy!” she said petulantly.  Stan chuckled.
               “I know that.  So? Whattaya orderin’?” he asked.
               “Corn stuff.”  Stan nodded.
               “You’re in luck.  Your ma made some last night after bedtime.  Can ya wait until I get the coffee started?”
               “No!” Daisy said promptly.  Stan sighed. He looked at Ford.
               “Mind waitin’ while I get Miss Daisy her snack?”
               “No, that’s fine.  Go ahead,” Ford replied, slightly blindsided by the interactions between Stan and Daisy. He looked at Daisy curiously.  She tilted her head, looking at him with an interested expression likely similar to his.  Her big blue eyes sparkled with intelligence and curiosity.  Daisy grinned at him as her gaze fell on Ford’s six-fingered hands.
               “Twelve!” she said cheerfully.  
               She can count?  I wasn’t expecting her to be able to.  But granted, I don’t know her age.  Or much about child development.  Ford resisted the urge to hide his hands under the table.  Daisy held up her own hands proudly.
               “Eleven!” she chirped.  Ford’s eyes widened.  Daisy did in fact have eleven fingers; one hand had six while the other had five. Stan nodded as he set down a plate in front of her.
               “That’s right, you’ve got eleven fingers.  How much older is your sister?”
               “Eleven.”
               “Eleven what?”
               “Minutes!”
               “And how old are you?”
               “Three!” Daisy cheered.  The whole exchange felt like a ritual, something they regularly did.  Stan chuckled and ruffled her wild brown curls.
               “Yup.  You betcha, junebug.  I’ll get the coffee started now, Ford.”  At the sound of footsteps, Stan and Ford looked at the kitchen entrance.  Stan groaned.  “You’re up, too?”
               “Hungry,” the second toddler said, tucking a strand of caramel-colored hair behind her ear.  
               I take it this is Daisy’s twin sister. Daisy did say her sister was a mere eleven minutes older than her, correct?  The toddler cocked her head at him in the same way Daisy had.
               “Who are you?” she asked.
               “Uh…”  Ford looked over at Stan, unsure of how to introduce himself.
               “A guest,” Stan interjected.  “Do ya want some of that corn casserole or whatever it’s called?”
               “Corn stuff?” the toddler asked.
               “Yeah, that.”  The toddler nodded.  “All right then, Princess Danny, let’s get ya some food.”  Ford leaned against the table, amused despite the exhaustion making his eyes heavy.
               “Princess Danny and Miss Daisy?”
               “They can’t both be princesses,” Stan said, picking Danny up and setting her in the other chair with a booster seat.  “There’d be fightin’ over who gets to rule the kingdom.”
               “I’d win,” Daisy said confidently.  Ford quirked a half-smile.  “But I don’t wanna be princess.  Don’t like dresses.”
               “Ya don’t like any clothes, ya gremlin,” Stan said.  He opened the fridge and began to rummage around in it.  
               “Not a gremlin!” Daisy protested.  
               “Then what are you?” Ford asked her.  He was beginning to enjoy the bluntness of this child.  It reminded him of Stan when he was that age.  Daisy frowned thoughtfully.
               “Dunno.  Not princess, though.”  
               “I’m princess,” Danny said softly. Ford turned his attention to the second girl.  Danny looked back at him with familiar deep brown eyes.  But it wasn’t the eyes, or the children’s rosy, chubby cheeks, or even Daisy’s polydactyly that confirmed his suspicions.  Danny had a large, ruddy nose that he’d never seen in anyone outside his family.
               Holy Moses.  Stan is a…?
               “There ya go, princess,” Stan said, placing a plate of some sort of yellow squishy thing in front of Danny.  
               “Thank you,” Danny said politely.
               “Now I’ll get the coffee started,” Stan said.  “Sorry ya had to wait, Ford.”
               Is Stan…apologizing?
               “It’s no problem,” Ford said.  “Getting food for your daughters is high priority.”  Stan froze, the blood draining from his face.
               “Ya figured it out,” Stan whispered.  Ford sighed.
               “Stanley, I have multiple doctorates,” he said.  “I’d think I could recognize my own nieces.  By the way, does Mom know?  I feel like if she knew you were a father, she’d have told me.” Stan moved things noisily in cupboards.
               “No.  She doesn’t know.”  
               “Doesn’t Ma have a doctor?” Danny asked Stan.
               “Yeah, she does,” Stan said.  “Your ma’s got a doctorate.”  Ford frowned.
               “You settled down with an intellectual?”
               “Gee, thanks, Ford,” Stan muttered.  “And it’s not like Angie’s a nerd or somethin’.  She’s got some weird older brothers, but she’s actually cool.”
               “Who are you?” Danny asked Ford suddenly.  “Daddy knows you?”  Ford blinked, slightly startled by her abruptness.
               “Uh, yes, actually.  Your father knows me.  I’m his twin brother.”  Danny and Daisy looked at him with identical bemused expressions.  “I’m your Uncle Ford,” he added.  Danny shook her head.
               “Not a uncle.  Don’t look like one.  Or talk like one.”
               “Just ‘cause you’ve only met your ma’s brothers doesn’t mean all uncles are the same,” Stan said.  “He is your Uncle Ford.”
               “Does Ma know ‘bout Uncle Ford?” Danny asked.
               “No.  She doesn’t,” Stan said, starting up the coffeemaker.
               “Why not?” Daisy asked.  
               “All right, Twenty Questions is over.”  Stan walked over to his daughters and took them out of their chairs.  “Go eat your snack somewhere else,” he said, handing them their plates.  “But don’t leave crumbs.  Your ma blows a gasket.”
               “Apple likes crumbs,” Danny said.  Stan pinched the bridge of his nose.
               “Fine, fine.  We’ll send in Apple later then.  Now go on, scat!”  He gently nudged them out of the kitchen.  The girls wandered off.  Stan took a seat at the table.  The scent of brewing coffee slowly filled the room.
               “I assume you weren’t referring to the fruit?” Ford asked Stan.  Stan frowned.  “This ‘Apple’,” Ford clarified.  Stan shook his head.
               “Nah, that’s the dog’s name.”  He shrugged.  “I voted for Cujo, but the girls had the final say.  Of course they chose the name they came up with.  Don’t let toddlers name dogs.”
               “You’ve really settled down, haven’t you?” Ford said softly.  Stan looked away.  “A dog, two kids, and, judging by the ring on your finger, a wife? I am honestly completely surprised, Stanley.”
               “Yeah, well,” Stan mumbled, playing with his wedding ring; a simple gold band.  “It’s a bit more…I dunno, domestic than I thought I’d end up with.  But it’s good.  Just ‘cause I didn’t plan it, don’t mean I don’t like it.”  He smiled fondly.  “Don’t think I’d trade spendin’ time with my wife and daughters for anything at this point.”
               “Your daughters.  Their names are Danielle and Daisy Pines, I take it?”
               “Nah.  Danny is short for Danica.  People call her Danielle all the time.  That’s a pretty good way to get her pissed off.”  Stan grinned proudly.  “She’s a firecracker, that kid.  Like her ma.” He looked at Ford.  “And actually, speakin’ of their ma, they’ve got her last name.”
               “Why?” Ford asked.  Stan rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
               “When I met her, I was usin’ a fake last name.  Never got around to tellin’ her my real one.  Didn’t feel that much of a connection to Pines anymore anyways. So when we got married, I just sorta…took hers.  Her family got a real kick outta that lemme tell ya.”  He rolled his eyes.  “At the reception, I heard ‘Yer finally a McGucket’ about a million times.”  Stan stood up and walked over to the counter to check on the coffee.  He poured two mugs and took them back to the table.  “Here,” he said, handing one to Ford.  Ford took the offered mug.  “Maybe I shouldn’t give ya caffeine.  You’re shakin’ pretty bad.”  But Ford’s tremors weren’t due to caffeine withdrawal.
               McGucket.  No, I had to have misheard.
               “Did you say your wife’s last name was McGucket?” Ford asked.  Stan nodded and sat down again.  
               “Yeah.  And it’s my last name now, too, so I’m Stan McGucket.  The girls are Danica and Daisy McGucket.”
               Shit!  I thought Daisy’s nose looked familiar!  That’s a nose I’ve only over seen in Fiddleford’s family.
               “I have to leave,” Ford said abruptly.  He stood up, nearly knocking the mug of coffee off the table.
               “Whoa, whoa, hey,” Stan said.  “Ford, ya still haven’t told me why ya came here!  I know McGucket’s a goofy last name, but-”
               “I can’t face a McGucket,” Ford whispered.  “Not after what I did to Fiddleford.”  Stan’s eyes narrowed.
               “Fiddleford?  How do ya know my wife’s older brother?”
               “She’s his younger sister?  Shit!  If it had been his cousin, or niece or something, maybe, but-”  Ford ran a hand through his hair.  “I can’t stay, I can’t face his family, I can’t-”
               “Ford,” Stan said flatly, cutting off his twin’s panicked speech. “She won’t be back until 6.  The zoo doesn’t close until 5:30, and she’s gotta do maintenance before she can leave.  Ya don’t need to ‘face her’ or whatever.  But ya are gonna tell me what the hell ya did to my brother-in-law.”
               “No.  I refuse.”
               “Sit your ass back down,” Stan growled.  Ford swallowed at the stony expression on Stan’s face.  “Now.” Ford took a seat again.  Stan nudged Ford’s abandoned coffee mug toward him. “Talk.”
               “I- Fiddleford was my research assistant,” Ford said.  Stan nodded.  “We were researching the anomalies of Gravity Falls and I- I made a mistake.”
               “Ya didn’t push him over a cliff or somethin’, did ya?” Stan asked. “Angie and her folks have been pretty worried.  Nobody’s heard from him in weeks.  Not his wife, not his son, not anyone.”  Ford put his head in his hands, the guilt overwhelming him.
               “No.  He- he saw something he shouldn’t have.  We were testing our project, an interdimensional portal.  And Fiddleford- Fiddleford fell in.”
               “Fuckin’ shit,” Stan swore softly.  
               “He saw the domain of an old benefactor of mine.  It drove him mad.  The last time I saw him, he- he couldn’t remember his own name.”
               “Goddammit,” Stan whispered.  Ford looked up at his twin.  To his surprise, Stan seemed genuinely upset.  Stan pushed his glasses up to rub at his eyes.  “The McGuckets don’t deserve that.  Fidds definitely doesn’t.”  Ford blinked.
               “You- you know his nickname?”
               “I got to know my wife’s family a bit, yeah,” Stan snapped.  He sighed.  “Okay.  You’re clearly not here to tell me about what happened to Fidds.  Why are ya here?”
               “It’s a bit complicated, and I’m not sure if I should talk about it right now. My thoughts aren’t the most…firm.”
               “Can’t think straight, huh?” Stan asked.  Ford shook his head.  “When was the last time ya slept?”
               “I’m not sure.”
               “All right, no joe for you, then,” Stan said, taking the mug of coffee from Ford.  “But before I send ya to go get some damn rest, give me the basic info.  Tell me who you’re runnin’ from.”  At Ford’s startled expression, Stan grinned crookedly. “I’ve run from plenty of…unsavory folk, to put it the ‘McGucket’ way.  I know what it looks like when you’re runnin’ from someone bad.”
               “His name is Bill.  He’s- he’s the one whose domain Fiddleford saw.”
               “And when ya say domain, ya mean…”
               “His place of residence,” Ford said.  He rubbed his forehead.  A throbbing headache was forming, and his eyelids felt like they were made of sandpaper. “I-”
               “That’s enough for now, I guess,” Stan said.  “Ya look like you’re about to keel over.  Guest room is down the hall, second door on the left.  Take a nap.  We’ll talk more after Angie gets home.”  Ford nodded silently and stood up.  Before he exited the kitchen, Stan called him.  “Ford?”  Ford turned. Stan walked over to him and put his hands on Ford’s shoulders.  “We’re gonna help ya out.”  Ford nodded again.  “Seriously. Nobody messes with my family.” Although Stan’s hands were heavy, it felt as though a weight had been lifted.
               “Thank you, Stanley.”
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1. selfie: Look up a picture of an obvious meth addict. Stare at it with deep love. 2. what would you name your future kids? Euclid, Anya 3. do you miss anyone? I truly miss myself 4. what are you looking forward to? Learning to cook 5. is there anyone who can always make you smile? Tig Notaro I guess. 6. is it hard for you to get over anyone? I have been painfully missing my ex (the nice one) lately. Knife-to-gut type shit. It's ridiculous. 7. what was your life like last year? Worst yr of my life by far. An abusive relationship and a psych med prescription I was coerced into left me suicidal, blank, and eventually cussing at doctors in a psych ward. I lost the best job I've ever had as well as my writing skills and confidence. I lost my social due to the abusive relationship. Currently trying to recover. 8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed? probably as a kid. I've cried from frustration before. 9. who did you last see in person? Andrew and Miles. A cousin and a dude I want to be better friends with. 10. are you good at hiding your feelings? People have asked me why I’m so depressed when I felt fantastic. I had to train myself to smile when I feel happy because I realized you were supposed to do that. So. Yes. 11. are you listening to music right now? No but I just left a house show. 12. what is something you want right now? Sleep 13. how do you feel right now? Hungry, empty, nervous, serious 14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you? there are at least seven sexes. And tonight. 15. personality description. This type of self-awareness seems impossible. Ppl have told me I’m odd and hard to pin down. 16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t? A lot, yeah 17. opinion on insecurities. most have them, don’t judge people because insecurities are there for complex reasons and people are trying their best. Support people, compliment them. I can't believe how many ppl just assume a person isn't shit just because the person is struggling with confidence. Be compassionate, asshole. 18. do you miss how things were a year ago? A year ago was literal hell. I was having full-on panic attacks several times a day, dealing with a partner who called me a piece of shit and constantly gaslighted me and crossed my physical boundaries, and suddenly feeling like a completely/permanently different and much less intelligent/capable person. So. No. 19. have you ever been to New York? about 40 times. My maternal side of the family is there. Grew up on LI beaches and going to Broadway shows and museums in NYC. As a kid I thought that was where I was meant to have grown up, like something fucked up happened and it messed up my life's beggining. 20. what is your favourite song at the moment? something by Russ 21. age and birthday? aquarius leo leo 22. description of crush. Thomas Middleditch is such a dreamboat to me but I know it's an unhealthy projection thing. The only real person I have any tiny crush on is this gymnast in my philosophy class. He's very cute. 23. fear(s). Not getting my self back, not being in a loving, paramount relationship again. 24. height. Not tall enough 25. role model. UCB celebrities 26. idol(s). Laura Kightlinger 27. things i hate. doctors, the education system, when ppl are not inclusive, long nails, when ppl blast headphones and watch videos in public w/o headphones. Fuuuuck you 28. i’ll love you if… you're bizarrely funny, have a certain demeanor, seem to understand struggle 29. favourite film(s). natural born killers, the original hairspray. Junebug was nice, Get Out was brilliant 30. favourite tv show(s). Broad City, Silicon Valley, Insecure, Key and Peele 31. 5 random facts about you. I was raised Jewish, babies are generally not cute, growing up ppl asked if I was anorexic when I wasn't, I once spent an afternoon in a Tel Aviv emergency room, hitchhiking was the most liberating experience. 32. are your friends mainly girls or guys? both/other 33. something you want to learn. How to fight physically, how to stop coming across as someone who deserves to be fucked with 34. most embarrassing moment. One time I went to an independently owned hardware store to speak to the manager about a job and buy a wooden rod. The guy was such a fucking asshole and misogynist that when our conversation concluded, I walked out of the store accidentally ‘stealing’ the rod. The fucker ran after me. It was embarrassing mostly because he made me so goddamn uncomfortable about simply asking for a job. I hate that fucking guy. 35. favourite subject. Philosophy, language 36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill? Be interviewed on a talk show, write a memoir, travel everywhere 37. favourite actor/actress. No clue 38. favourite comedian(s) Morgan Murphy, Louis CK, Jon Mulaney, and Maria Bamford. Sommore kills me sometimes. 39. favourite sport(s) um. Slolom. Idk. 40. favourite memory. Laughing rly hard as a kid all the time 41. relationship status. As single as possible 42. favourite book(s). Bluets by Maggie Nelson 43. favourite song ever. Maybe something by the blood brothers 44. age you get mistaken for 25? Idk 45. how you found out about your idol. Watching a library DVD of 90s comedians. Mary Jo Peele was so good. 46. what my last text message says. I'd be happy to meet w u tho 47. turn ons. Genuine kindness, good humor, good shoes 48. turn offs. Arrogance, bad breath, hipsterness 49. where i want to be right now. Asleep on a cloud 50. favourite picture of your idol. I've barely ever seen her 51. starsign 52. something i’m talented at. I have a good eye for style. I could have been great at art. 53. 5 things that make me happy. Color, dogs, remembering, a good melody, a good dance 54. something that’s worrying me at the moment. Just life. I'm worried about myself for real 55. tumblr friends. i don’t rly have online relationships 56. favourite food(s) guacamole 57. favourite animal(s) dogs, opossums. 58. description of my best friend. We had an overdue falling out. She is mean. 59. why i joined tumblr. to document inspiration
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ask-kevin-strexcorp · 7 years ago
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🐶 ((both mun and muse))
🐶 - Do you own a pet?
I have two kittens! One is named Biter and he’s small, orange, and fierce! He’s genetically engineered to remain a kitten forever! And then there’s Sprinkles. They’re one of Khoshekh’s kittens. They like to sleep at the foot of my bed!
((Hoo boy do I. My family at home consists of:
3 organic identifying humans
2 cats (Iggy, my gf’s 5yr old tabby asshole cat who is a beefy boy, and Khoshekh, my cat who is sleek, black, small, 8yrs old, and polydactyl. He might actually be 9 now....)
3 rats (All dumbo rats. Molly (named after Molly Hooper from Sherlock) who is the smallest and my favorite has a grey hooded spots on her head. Susan (named after Susan from Discworld as well as Chronicles of Narnia) is the middle sized one who is full white except for beige-ish siamese spotting on the nose, and is identified by her smaller ears and the fact that her left (i think,,,,) ear is torn a bit. And then Dana (our beloved Mayor Cardinal obvs) is our biggest who looks just like Susan except her ears are bigger and her nipples are far more visible (....don’t.... don’t ask okay we have to find weird ways to identify these little poops))
And I’m also including my plants bcus they are def pets
4 marimo (Biggest one is Nanako (named after Nanoka from Persona 4), second biggest is Carlos (......), third biggest is Adam (The Bright Sessions), and the smallest is Junebug (Penumbra Podcast))
A smol cacti with pink flowers named Janice (love her so much)))
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bobfloydsbabe · 6 years ago
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J for the character letters!
Thanks, darling! Coming right up (literally the only oc with a J name is June)
Full Name: June Delaney
Nicknames: Junebug (by Stiles)
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
Gender: Cis female
Sexuality: Bi
A Song I Associate With Them: The Consequence by You Me At Six
3 Important Relationships: Family, the McCall Pack, Echo Malone (BFF from Texas)
2 Fears: Disappointing her family, being lifted
1 Element of Their Backstory: She was forced to take self defense classes at seven but fell in love with it and took up martial arts full time.
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peace-coast-island · 5 years ago
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Diary of a Junebug
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Catching more fish for the Wizpire Museum!
Horse mackerel I caught a horse mackerel! But it sounds fine to me!   
I always wondered why it’s called a horse mackerel since it has nothing to do with horses. I remember Blathers pondering this when I donated one to the museum. Guess this one will have to remain a mystery. 
Olive flounder I caught an olive flounder! Hey flatty bo batty!
If you see a big shadow, nine times out of ten it’s an olive flounder. Last year the shores were full of them, to the point that there was a huge surplus. Meanwhile there was a shortage of squid. Nowadays the olive flounders haven’t been biting as much so demand and supply has kinda evened out. I don’t mind the little guys but it can get a bit annoying when you wind up with too many. 
Squid I caught a squid! Oh yes, I squid!
I remember during the early days everyone was asking for squid. And for every squid I caught, I also ended up with a lot of olive flounders. It also didn’t help that everyone was asking for at least 2 or 3 at a time. For a while I had to look in marketplaces for more squid, but it looked like everyone else had the same problem. Then later on things evened out a bit and now I have an ample supply at hand to keep up with demand. 
Also, I’ve been learning how to cook squid in various ways, which is a fun challenge! One day I’ll master making dried squid, a snack I enjoyed growing up. 
Red snapper I caught a red snapper! Snappity snap snap!
Maybe it’s just bad luck or something, but I’m always short of this fish. Usually I have around 1-2 on hand if it’s a good day, but usually I have none. Marketplaces don’t really carry this fish either so I don’t know where else to look. It’s a shame because I don’t like not getting requests done. But what else can I do?
Let’s hope I get a lucky catch and find at least 2-3 red snappers. That’ll be enough to hold me over for a while.
Blowfish I caught a blowfish! And that's not just hot air!
Out of all the rare fish in Saltwater Shores, this is the one I catch the most. There’s something about the shape that’s appealing to me. It’s round and kinda reminds me of a ball. If there’s a blowfish squishy, I’d definitely buy it!
Football fish AWESOME! I caught a football fish! TOUCHDOWN!
Another “common” rare fish I catch every once in a while. I also love how they look - giving off this dark, badass, and futuristic vibe, especially with that light thing that I don’t know the name of. Though I’m not sure why they call it a football fish because nothing about it screams football. But if it were up to me I’d probably call it something like robo-fish (how original, right).
Clownfish I caught a clownfish! Where's your red nose, hm?
Tiny shadows mean either a clownfish or a surgeonfish. The tend to pop up every so often, usually in twos. One time I was hanging out with Isabelle in Aquaria and there was a section in the museum about clownfish. There was this clownfish in particular who’s a bit of a celebrity because she’s known for being a practical jokester and comedian. Now she’s got her own comedy show!
Surgeonfish I caught a surgeonfish! It's cobalt blue and beautiful!
Another puzzling name. Where did surgeonfish come from?  Aside from that, they’re like clownfish as they travel in twos every so often. Plus cobalt blue is a pretty color so I’m immediately drawn to them. Speaking of clownfish I once saw one swimming alongside a surgeonfish and they were racing each other, which was super cute! The surgeonfish’s name is Starry and the clownfish is Coral, and they often come to Saltwater Shores for the fishing tourneys. I always look forward to seeing them when a fishing event rolls around!
Seahorse I caught a seahorse! Nay? Yay!
What a lucky day! In the span of about half an hour I managed to catch 3! Can you imagine?  Seahorses are so cute and I love everything about how they look. Back in Wizpire I once helped Blathers take care of an injured seahorse and since then I see the little guy once in a while in the beach. Last I heard he’s doing very well and has a group of baby seahorses following him around.
Barred knifejaw I caught a barred knifejaw! Did you do something bad?
When was the last time I caught a barred knifejaw? I actually have no idea to be quite honest. Out of all the rare fish, this one seems to be the most elusive. In fact, I seem to be having better luck finding one in the marketplace than catching one in the wild. Strange. 
Napoleonfish I caught a Napoleonfish! Look at the hat on this guy!
Life imitates art when you’re out fishing when a giant one pulls you into the water. When I saw a huge shadow in the water, I couldn’t believe it. Before I knew it, I was pretty much yeeted into the ocean. And then I found myself wrestling a giant napoleonfish - and failing epically to be honest. To be fair that thing ’s like almost three times my size. Luckily Goose was on the beach and came charging in. It took a while, but we managed to subdue the beast!
Now that we know that the napoleonfish is indeed real, we made preparations to avoid another fish attack and it’s been three months since our last incident.
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juniper-kinney · 6 years ago
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Task 001
BASICS.
FULL NAME: Juniper Maia Kinney
NICKNAMES(S): Junie, Junebug (if you’re willing to die immediately after)
GENDER: cis-female
PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
AGE & BIRTHDATE: 24/26, November 23
ZODIAC: Sagittarius 
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
APPEARANCE.
FACE CLAIM: Sarah Bolger
BUILT: Slim
ACCENT: American 
LANGUAGES SPOKE: English 
HAIR COLOR: Brown
EYE COLOR: Blue
HEIGHT: 5′3
WEIGHT: 125 lbs. 
GLASSES: None
DOMINANT HAND: Right
PIERCINGS: Earlobes
TATTOOS: Juniper branch on her ribcage x
SCARS: None
BACKGROUND.
CURRENT RESIDENCE: NOLA
DREAM TOWN: London
FINANCIAL STATUS: Upper class
DEGREE(S): Bachelor’s in History
EDUCATION LEVEL: College
SPECIES: Vampire
FAMILY BACKGROUND.
MOTHER: Aurora de Martel
FATHER: Will Kinney
BROTHER(S): one.
SISTER(S): N/A
CHILDREN: N/A
PET(S): N/A
FAVORITE.
MOVIE: Heathers
TELEVISION SHOW: The West Wing
BOOK: Dracula - Bram Stoker 
FOOD: Blueberry pancakes
BEVERAGE: Blood Gin
COLOR: Forest Green
SPORT: Volleyball
SONG: Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Tears for Fears
MUSIC/GENRE: Nothing in particular, based more on the song/singer itself
ACTRESS/ACTOR: Winona Ryder
SEASON: Winter
ANIMAL: Crow
PERSONALITY.
THREE POSITIVE TRAITS: Intelligent, capable, resourceful 
THREE NEUTRAL TRAITS: Ambitious, intense, stubborn
THREE NEGATIVE TRAITS: Abrasive, pedantic, willful
PET PEEVES: Grammatical errors (more so when written than when said.)
LIKES: Semicolons, the oxford comma, her family
DISLIKES: Feeling out of control, careless mistakes, people who try to make her talk about her feelings
HOBBIES/INTERESTS: History (particularly her family’s), alcohol, being judgy 
ETC.
SECRET: She’s been taking magically enhanced drugs to control her bloodlust
BIGGEST FEAR: Losing control and killing someone
MOST TREASURED POSSESSION: A necklace Aurora gave her that was hers when she was young, her daylight ring
OUT OF CHARACTER.
FIRST NAME/ALIAS: Bea
AGE: 21
TIMEZONE: EST
GENDER: cis-female
PREFERRED PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
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