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last-words-ofashootingstar · 2 years ago

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Playtime

Kim Hongjoong x fem reader x Kang Yeosang

a/n: yeosangs arms + hongjoong brain rot + bsf putting ideas in my head = this ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE

"Playtime is so far from over."

✫彡wordcount: 2.4k

(>ᴗ•)genre: p w/o plot, crime au

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: not edited, ddlg themes, established relationship(hj&reader), brat reader, dom hj, switch(?)ys, rough housing, voyeurism/exhibitionism, overstim, fingering, cunilingus, choking, squirting, pussy slapping, multiple orgasms, protected and unprotected, lots of pet names

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

It's hard not to be intimidated. Hongjoong is big. He's buff and tall. He's the Captain of an underground vigilante group. He's scary. Even though you know deep down that your boyfriend would never put you in the line of danger or lay a hand on you: your heart is thumping as he sits back with an aura of subtly covered anger.

"You know I can't help these things. Why ar-" He takes a deep breath before he lets his anger speak for him. "You know I want you... But I have to get this done."

But you don't care. You need him. You need your boyfriend to make you stupid on his cock.

"No!" You whine, jumping up from the plush bed and jumping on him before he can stand. "Please, Daddy," you grind down on the forming tent in his dark skirt. "I'm so needy... haven't cum in days."

"I know, Baby. I'll have so much time for you when I get back. I'll take good care of my little girl."

"Wan' it now. Please, make me cum. I don't care how, just please, please!"

"I- stop it." He grabs your wrist as you go to flip up his skirt.

"You're already hard, Joongie. Let me just touch it," you almost cry, bouncing up and down on his knee. His eyes drop to your breasts, wrapped up all prettily in his favorite babydoll dress. The lace on the v-neck barely covers your nipples, and he can see a bit of pebbled flesh peek out as you move. "I need it, I need play," your brain short circuits as you watch the vein on his neck bulge.

"Need play? Stupid little girl can't even talk," he groans as he stands with you in his arms. He all but slams you on the bed and hovers over you like a predator. "Ask me again."

"I need playtime! I need it!"

He slaps you. Albeit lightly, it stings.

"I said ask, not beg."

Neither of you notice as the door opens.

"Please, Daddy... can we have playtime before you go? I promise it'll be quick, I'm so excited already."

"Daddy's gonna fuck you on his fingers, okay?" Before he's even finished speaking, you're rolling around under him to messily pull off your cute undies.

The shadowy figure at the doorway watches with wide eyes as the cotton fabric catches on your foot and dangles as Hongjoong pulls you ass to the edge. "You got something to say?" They hear him ask.

"Thank you, Joongie. Oh-" Your breath catches as he dips his longest finger into your wet cunt. You fall back in pure bliss as he fucks you on his finger slowly. "Thank you, thank you." You whine like a broken record, luring the figure to come closer.

Yeosang knocks into the desk by the door and catches both of your attention. You lean up to wrap around Hongjoong, which might be a mistake as it drives his palm into your needy clit. You whimper as you look at the newcomer, all while your boyfriend continues. "Hongjoong, s-stop."

"Stop? You wanted to cum so badly, Baby Girl. Don't act all cutesy now that Yeo's here."

"Uhm," he clears his throat. "The- eh- Seonghwa was wondering where you are. Should I tell him you're busy or..."

"Hongjo-"

"Quiet, Honey, adults are talking."

"Joong!" You grab onto the back of his neck with your nails, crying as he presses into your g-spot. You dive your head into his chest and muffle yourself by biting at the leather on his shirt.

"Open up my phone, Yeosang." The younger grabs it from the desk that foiled his voyeuristic tendencies. "Text him and tell him we won't be there. We'll catch the next plane."

"We?"

"Me and you. We've got a brat to deal with."

"No, I- been good," it's mumbled by the leather in your teeth, but it gets across to him. "Jus' want to cum. Please, can I cum?" You whisper, locking eyes with Yeosang over his shoulder.

"Yes, Baby, cum." He moans as your hands trail down and under his skirt and boxers, grabbing the flesh of his ass. "Cum for Daddy. Get that pussy gushing for some real playtime."

Your eyes roll back as you clench down on his fingers, body threatening to fall back when his free hand wraps around your back and pulls you flush. It feels so, so, so good. Flooding your system and making you shiver with pleasure.

Only he doesn't stop. "God-" Your plead breaks off in your throat, leaving you silently screaming as the lewd noises fill your ears. "Daddy, please! S'too much! Too much! Gonna break!" You writhe around, slipping from his grasp and scooting away only for his fingers to follow you like they're a magnet.

"You're not gonna break," he laughs, grabbing the flimsy fabric of your babydoll dress and fists it tightly. "Stay still."

You can't. His fingers feel too good. Your mind is going into over drive with the flood of pleasure and you don't realize that your now backing into Yeosangs hard form. You only realize when you grab onto his knee and slot yourself between his legs.

He tilts your head up to face him and smiles at the way your face feels so hot in his hands. "Hi, Baby."

"Sangie, s'too good. Make him stop. M'gonna cum again." You kick your legs, one of which held in place by Hongjoong while he watches the encounter closely. It's not the first time you've played with one of his members, and it won't be the last. But he still makes sure you don't slip too far and off the deep end. He makes sure Yeosang follows the boundaries that are set in stone. He still makes sure to watch your hands incase you try to tell him it's really too much.

But your hands are only grabbing the sheets desperately. Your begging is only for compassion. And Yeosang provides it as your boyfriend continues his assault on your sloppy cunt.

"Awe, poor Bunny. You want me to hold your hand?" You nod, lifting your hand up in a grabbing motion. He wraps it up in his and gives you a comforting squeeze as Hongjoong lowers his head to face your core. "Didn't you ask Daddy to make you cum?"

"Mhm." You bite your lip as you watch him descend, teasing you by licking his lips.

"Then shouldn't you say thank you?"

"Thank y-"

You scream as he dives right into your pussy, focusing on your neglected pearl as he draws tight circles on it. "Fuck!"

He slaps your thigh as you try to run away, pulling back to scold you. "Watch your language, Missy."

"Sorry, shit- God! I'm sorry, Daddy! M'sorry! I'm gonna cum again! Please," you yell as your body betrays you and writhes around between them. "Please, can I?"

"Hold her still."

You groan as Yeosang lets go of your hand and wraps one big arm around your torso, the other around your collar bones, keeping your upper body still while Hongjoong holds your hips still with his free hand pressing into your pelvis.

As he starts licking at your weeping cunt, you scream, staring up at Yeosangs beautiful eyes, watching them glaze over with lust as he watches. "Sangie..." You whisper. All eyes flick to you. "Choke me while he makes me cum. Please. Please, Sir, choke me! M'close!"

He looks to Hongjoong, who shows now signs of stopping, he just looks to your neck, like he's waiting to watch your request play out. "Please, S-Sir! Want your pretty arms around my throat- need... need them!"

He obliges, arm sliding up and around your throat. He tightens it ever so slightly, and your eyes roll back before fluttering shut completely. "Our Baby likes being choked," he hums, amused, as your grab at his arm with one hand and Hongjoongs hair with the other. "Think she's gonna cum, Joong."

He pulls away for a split second, slick dribbling from his chin. "Go harder, Sangie."

"Yeah," you moan blissfully, dumbly repeating your Daddy, "harder, Sangie!"

His beautifully sculpted arms tighten like an anaconda, making the edges of your vision blur as the pleasure consumes your whole being. You tense up in their hold as your second orgasm in a row snaps in your gut. Clawing at his arm with a fucked out face, you wet your boyfriends face with your cum.

They watch in fascination as you squirt, Hongjoong quickly opening his mouth to slurp it all up. He hums around your over-sensitive cunt, making you come back down to Earth with a whimper of, "more, Daddy."

Yeosang goes to drop his arm when you pull it right back up, glaring up at him with tearful eyes through your moist lashes. "Daddy?" You call out as you keep your eyes on him.

"Yes, Sweetheart?"

"Can Sangie fuck me, please?"

He wipes his face on the back of his hand and climbs up over you, untangling you from Yeosangs arms and lifting you up to your knees. He balls up a good amount of the fabric of the skimpy nightgown and then rips it off.

Yeosnag works quickly to grab the spaghetti straps and pulls them over your shoulders, leaving you bare and breathless between the leather clad men.

"Because you asked so nicely, Starlight," he coos as he wipes back your messy hair. He leaves soft kisses all over your sweaty face, and pauses before diving into your lips. You taste yourself on his tongue as she shoves it into your mouth. He doesn't give you any time to register what's even happening behind you.

Yeosang tosses the foil off the bed and wraps himself up snuggly before climbing right up on you. He slips right into your tight cunt and moans in tandem with you as he inches in.

He fits so differently than Hongjoong, who's cock is all but imprinted in your insides, but it's just as delicious when he fully settles inside your gummy walls.

"Does he feel good, Baby? Making your pussy happy?" He asks as he cups your heated cheeks, smiling as you nod with a fucked out grin.

"Ki- kissies." You whimper as Yeosangs thrusts send you into his chest. "Kissies, Dada. Please."

He licks up your collar bone to your ear, holding your hips in place as Yeosang tries rearrange your insides to fit him instead of Hongjoong.

He bites down on your earlobe and you grab his shoulders, moaning like a bitch in heat.

He snakes his arm back around your neck and grabs his friend with the other to steady the both of you.

"You're such a good girl," Hongjoong muses, kissing you harshly. Your cunt tightens around Yeosangs girth and he tightens his arm, making you moan into the kiss. He leans away breathlessly, colliding his forehead with yours. "My good little slut. Aren't you? Making all our friends so happy? Letting them fuck that pretty cunt."

"Yes, Daddy," you huff, keeping your eyes trained on him even as your vision blurs. "M'your good girl."

"Open up, good girl." He taps your lips and slides his slick covered digits into your mouth. "That's it," he moans as you gag on them.

Yeosang watches in a trance, hips snapping into your ass and filling the room with the lewdest noises of your gooey cunt. He leans his head against yours, all of your breaths colliding in the close proximity. He can hear the way his fingers kiss the back of your throat, just barely. And it drives him crazy.

"Fuck her harder. Make her cum again."

"Gah-" You screech as Yeosangs long cock knocks against your cervix at the same time Hongjoongs palm slaps your puffy clit. "Can't! Daddy! Daddy! M- I can't!" He swirls the two extra wet fingers around your clit and cups your chin, squishing your cheeks.

His fingers still for a moment as you pout at him, giving him puppy dog eyes. Then he slaps them back down and returns his unrelentingly circles. "Fuck, Daddy!"

"Watch that mouth, Honey, or we'll have to keep it busy."

"M'sorry! It's- I can- Daddy!"

"Why don't you cum for me?" Yeosang coos behind your ear, making sure his lips never touch your skin. "Cum all over my cock, Pretty Bunny."

"Ah! Ah! Sangie! Gonna- I'm go-" Before you can warn him properly, your pussy is cumming and milking him for all he's worth as he fills up the condom.

You both fall into Hongjoongs waiting arms and he lays you down gently, making him whine as he slips out of your heat.

"Good," he whispers lowly, watching you turn slowly and cling to Yeosang as he tears of his clothes. He comes close to you, only in his skirt and boxers. "Can't you take one more, Starlight? Wanna take Daddy's load?" You nod softly, scooting to lay lonesome and spread your legs. "Yeah? Want me to fill up that little cunt?"

"Please, Daddy." You smile as Yeosang cuddles up to your side and reaches his hand down to your puffy pussy. He's gentle as he spreads you for him, looking up at him for approval.

"Thank you, Sangie." He says with a quick pat and a smile.

You cry as he slips into you, grabbing Yeosangs head and whining into his sweaty hair.

"Oh, don't cry," he wipes your tears away. "Playtime is so far from over."

#ateez #kim hongjoong #kang yeosang #hongjoong #yeosang #ateez smut #hongjoong smut #yeosang smut #hongjoong x reader #yeosang x reader #smut fic

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windy-trickster · 2 years ago

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[CERVIN] -> Receive a message from your moirail

After a little heartfelt moment with your kismesis, and getting the two of you into some dryer clothing thanks to said kismesis being soaked head to toe in rainwater. Cervin had set the two Bluebloods up on his leather couch to watch a little movie together to wait out the rain. He had no plans of just having some heartfelt, emotional moment with the smaller Blueblood then just send him on his way home. Cervin had grabbed the blanket off the back of his couch, tossing it around the two of them while he allowed Dracma to put on one of his ridiculous mafia movies that he seemed to adore so fucking much. Cervin didn't see the appeal, but he just wanted this nice moment to continue. So he was going to keep "un7efined 9pini9ns ab9ut mafia m9vies" to him. He was snuggled up close to his kismesis, his head resting against the other Blueblood's head as he only half paid attention to the show in front of him. He REALLY didn't understand what Dracma found so fascinating about these flicks. But again, he was keeping these thoughts to himself. About halfway through the movie Cervin felt his palmhusk buzz in his sweatpants. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cellular device, adjusting his glasses to see who was texting him. It was Amdala. Oh jegus. Here we go. -> [doctrineTemplar] has opened the chat with [spiritualLucidity] <- [SL]: Cerv? AAre you busy aat the moment, hon? [DT]: Yes a nd no. Dr a cm a's over at my hive right now. So I c a n't physic a lly come a nywhere if th a t's wh a t you need me for. [SL]: Oh no no no, hon. [SL]: I'm aassuming you know why I'm textin' you, don'tchaa? [DT]: I do. A nd go right a he a d. S a y wh a t you need to s a y, you deserve to after all. [SL]: Cerv. I'm not gonnaa beraate you or aanything aabout whaat's goin' on. I wou|dn't do thaat to yaa. I just waanted to |et you know thaat I'm here for you if you need aa shou|der to cry on. [DT]: I know, A md a l a. A nd I a ppreci a te th a t a lot a nd you know you c a n a lw a ys come to me with your problems a s well. A nd I'm sorry for hiding this big secret from you. I know it w a s wrong of me to do. I know it w a s fucking stupid. A nd I promise you I won't do th a t a g a in. [DT]: I won't hide a nything from you or Fre a n a or Dr a cm a ever a g a in. I thought I could h a ndle this on my own. But it turns out I couldn't. [SL]: I forgive you, hon. I know you didn't meaan to worry aany of us. I know you're strugg|in' aand I reaa||y think you need to figure out aa waay to aa||eviaate some of thaat stress. AAnd you've got tro||s c|ose to you thaat'|| help you do thaat. [DT]: I know I do. A nd I'm gl a d for th a t. I re a lly truly a m. A nd I think I'm going to t a ke a couple of nights off work bec a use of everything th a t's h a ppened. M a ybe th a t'll help. [SL]: Thaat'|| sure|y he|p yaa, daar|in'. Taake some time to rest. You deserve it aafter everything you've been going through. Okaay? Cervin smiled a little at his moirail's message and sighed softly before sending his response. [DT]: Ye a h. You're right, A md a l a. Th a nk you. [SL]: Of course. Th a t's wh a t I'm here for, daar|in'. <> [SL]: You enjoy your |itt|e cutesy time with |_i| B|ueberry. I'|| stop botherin' yaa. [DT]: You're never bothering me, A md a l a. <> [DT]: A nd ye a h. I will. Need to get b a ck to "w a tching" this movie before Dr a cm a st a rts whining. [DT]: P a le for you, A md a l a. [SL]: Paa|e for you too, Cerv. <> -> [spiritualLucidity] has ceased trolling [doctrineTemplar] <- Cervin put his palmhusk down once he felt a small hand tugging on his sleeve. He looked down to see a cranky looking Dracma, the smaller Blueblood making some comment on how Cervin wasn't paying attention to this "p7ime m9vie content". Cervin just rolled his eyes, leaned on Dracma once more and went back to spending the rest of this rainy night with his kismesis. -> Mentioned Trolls [Not mine] <- Dracma Picpic - @wormstuck Freana Elkena - @jaded-daydream

#writing #cervin writing #oc writing #cervin dulcha #amdala ravvna #insight #blue spades #dracma picpic #freana elkena

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artzistired · 2 years ago

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me and my friends had this really stupid teenage band idea back in 2020 where they performed weezer type shit except they were called “the g💀ys” so you could never tell if they were feminists or homophobic

#shitpost #Feminists Or Homophobic?

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deep-dive · 4 years ago

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2020 year-end lists

albums: Amnesia Scanner - Tearless Ana Roxanne - Because of a Flower Annie - Dark Hearts Better Person - Something to Lose Bogdan Raczynski - Debt EP Braids - Shadow Offering Brandy - b7 Cecile Believe - Plucking a Cherry From the Void Charli XCX - how i'm feeling now Croatian Amor - All in the Same Breath Dean Blunt - Roaches 2012-2019 default genders - pain mop girl 2020 Diana Gordon - Wasted Youth EP Eartheater - Phoenix: Flames Are Dew Upon My Skin Italians Do It Better - After Dark 3 DV-i - Implementation EP Elysia Crampton - ORCORARA 2010 Elysia Crampton Chuquimia - Selected Demos & DJ Edits [2007-2019] Grimes - Miss Anthropocene Hayley Williams - Petals for Armor Hitoshi Sakimoto - 13 Sentinels: Aegis Rim OST Jam City - Pillowland Jessie Ware - What's Your Pleasure? Jessy Lanza - All the Time Joanne Robertson - Painting Stupid Girls EP Julianna Barwick - Healing Is a Miracle Lady Gaga - Chromatica Lorenzo Senni - Scacco Matto Loscil - coast/range/arc// Mechatok - Defective Holiday OST Mica Levi - Ruff Dog Oklou - Galore Oliver Coates - skins n slime Oneohtrix Point Never - Magic Oneohtrix Point Never Oval - Scis 박혜진 Park Hye Jin - How Can I EP Robin Guthrie & Harold Budd - Another Flower Róisín Murphy - Róisín Machine SALEM - Fires in Heaven Sam Prekop - Comma Sewerslvt - Draining Love Story Shinichi Atobe - Yes The Soft Pink Truth - Shall We Go On Sinning So That Grace May Increase? TOPS - I Feel Alive Various Artists - A Little Night Music: Aural Apparitions from the Geographic North William Basinski - Lamentations Windy & Carl - Allegiance and Conviction Why Be - YB MEMORY [2009 - 2019] Yves Tumor - Heaven to a Tortured Mind

songs: A.G. Cook - Silver Amnesia Scanner - AS Tearless (ft. Lalita) Ana Caprix - Prex Anamanaguchi & Planet 1999 - Everyday, Everynight (DV-i ReSYNC Style) Ange Halliwell - Winter Day (ft. Malibu) Annie - Corridors of Time ANOHNI - I Will Survive Arca - Mequetrefe Ariana Grande - Positions Austra - Mountain Baby (ft. Cecile Believe) [Octo Octa's Contemplation Mix] BABYNYMPH, SOPHIE & BAYLI - clown shit (up the wall) [SOPHIE Remix] Bad Bunny - Safaera (ft. Jowell & Randy and Ñengo Flow) Better Person - Hearts on Fire Biosphere - Angel's Flight BLACKPINK - Lovesick Girls Brandy - Bye BiPolar Caribou - Never Come Back Carly Rae Jepsen - Fake Mona Lisa Cecile Believe - Crickets Christine and the Queens - La vita nuova (ft. Caroline Polachek) [A. G. Cook Remix] Croatian Amor - No End to New Moments Dasychira - Jester's Crowfield Dean Blunt - NITRO GIRLS 3 Diana Gordon - Rollin Doss / SOPHIE - New York's Burning Down Dua Lipa - Levitating Dua Lipa & Angèle - Fever (Oklou Remix) Eartheater - Metallic Taste of Patience Ebhoni - MIA Elysia Crampton - Flora (ft. Jeremy Rojas) Elysia Crampton - Grove (ft. Embaci) Farah - Boyz R Bad Fennesz - Fortress Grimes - Delete Forever Halsey - 929 IZ*ONE - Fiesta Joanne Robertson - Am I Grief Johnny Jewel - Surgery (ft. Glüme) Lady Gaga & Ariana Grande - Rain on Me Lil Uzi Vert - Celebration Station Malibu - Isle of Us Mechatok - All the Time Merely - I'm Your Lover (Himera Remix) Oklou - god's chariots Oliver Coates - Honey Oliver Coates - Soaring X (ft. Malibu) Prurient - Help If I May Ask The Radio Dept. - You're Lookin' at My Guy Rico Nasty - IPHONE Rina Sawayama - LUCID Róisín Murphy - Murphy's Law Róisín Murphy - Something More SALEM - Sears Tower sèverine - LOOK HOW HARD I'M INTO YOU Sewerslvt - Ecifircas Shinichi Atobe - Yes Shygirl - FREAK SOPHIE - My Forever (ft. Cecile Believe) 9m26s edit Tohji & Malibu - Oreo (Malibu Seven Seas Mix) TWICE - Do What We Like Weki Meki - The Paradise White Poppy - Broken Why Be - Impossible Drops1 Yves Tumor - Hasdallen Lights Zhala - Holes (Olof Dreijer Remix)

mixes: https://soundcloud.com/alldayfreeself/candlelight-imum-coeli-mix-009 https://soundcloud.com/caprix/trance-party-9-set https://soundcloud.com/corporatebigwig/corporate-mix-2 https://soundcloud.com/doss/doss-paper-magazine-x-lady-gaga-mix https://soundcloud.com/doss/doss-the-sky-upside-down-secret-sky-mix https://soundcloud.com/ff-sound/ff-radio-3-with-toxe-on-nts https://soundcloud.com/danielstettner/butterfly-soundtrack https://soundcloud.com/danielstettner/smile-3 https://soundcloud.com/honeysoundsystem/hnypot-349-exaels-seraphim-vape-mix https://soundcloud.com/s_m_i_le/smile-radio-049-liyo-ssaliva https://soundcloud.com/tank-magazine/my-mix https://soundcloud.com/tank-magazine/tank-mix-rui-ho

games: 13 Sentinels: Aegis Rim Animal Crossing: New Horizons Astro's Playroom Atelier Ryza: Ever Darkness & the Secret Hideout Crosscode Demon’s Souls Final Fantasy VII Remake Final Fantasy XIV: Patches 5.2-5.4 Kingdom Hearts: Melody of Memory Hades Nioh 2 Paper Mario: The Origami King Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE Encore Ys VIII: Lacrimosa of Dana Xenoblade Chronicles: Definitive Edition

movies: August at Akiko's (Christopher Makoto Yogi) Days (Tsai Ming-liang) Gay USA (Arthur J. Bressan, Jr.) How to With John Wilson S1 Lux Æterna (Gaspar Noé) Nomadland (Chloé Zhao) Possessor (Brandon Cronenberg) s01e03 (Kurt Walker) Survivor: Winners at War S40 Tenet (Christopher Nolan) Vento Seco (Daniel Nolasco)

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just-more-trolls · 3 years ago

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~=Breaking the Cycle=~

tw: physical and emotional abuse and the subsequent aftermath of it all

05/23/200X

@ll I remember is cl@ws flying, @nd @ lot of scre@ming over something mund@ne.

Celest took my keybo@rd without @sking for like..the third time. I told her to cut her shit out and @sk for it like a norm@l fucking person.

“Finyan. Canyan I borrow your shit-ass keyboard you barely use?” she asked.

I remember my reply too. “C@n you stop being @n-”nyan” insuffer@ble cunt for three seconds?”

I don’t h@ve th@t keybo@rd @nymore. She sm@shed it in h@lf @g@inst the floor where I w@s st@nding. If I didn’t step @side it would’ve broke across my he@d inste@d. We @rgued sure but l@tely it st@rted r@mping up. She cut deep. It went from c@lling me dumb or the things that I liked stupid, to insulting my @ppe@r@nce, the friends I kept or shit I w@s @ctually insecure @bout in w@ys th@t I @ctu@lly couldn’t shrug off. If I tried insulting her b@ck it resulted in cl@w-open sl@pping or some sort of serious bodily harm. I lost some good clothes to those cl@ws. Kismesissitude isn’t suppose to be like this..is it?

I remember she tried to push me into the oce@n off the sm@ll cliff we were sitting on when I took her to Keyser’s to h@ng out, knowing fully well I couldn’t swim @nd w@s de@thly @fr@id of the w@ter. I tried confronting her @bout it @fter but she pl@yed like she didn’t know.

The other night she broke my keybo@rd w@s the last straw though. She broke my p@tience and I left @ pretty deep sc@r on her chest trying to gouge her he@rt out. She fought me off @nd r@n, never being seen @g@in.

That night something @woke in me. There is @ viscer@l, fer@l part of me that w@nts to hunt her down still. To t@ke that bloodpumper and..I don’t know. E@t it? Put it in @ j@r? Th@t’d be pretty fucked up..h@ving @ he@rt of your ex-kismesis up on @ shelf..

But she won. She definitely h@d th@t ‘if I c@n’t have you no one c@n’ @ttitude and broke me of ever h@ving he@lthy pitches.

The last sentence was heavily, freshly lined out to where it could barely be read, a new sentence scribbled down in fresh ink.

~Cv~ Nuh uh.. Fuck that bitch.. No one past or present will dictate how I’m going to be living MY life..!

~Cv~ I don’t know why I’m writing in an existing entry. Maybe for past me. But I’m going to try and make this better for the both of us. I’m far from perfect and it’s not going to be easy but I’m not letting some cat bitch ruin anything in my future..

~Cv~ You may not have someone to talk to about this, past me. But I’ll be the moirail for both of us I suppose.. We can get through this..

11/14/202X

Kani closed the old journal with a somewhat shaky exhale, tucking it away into a drawer on her night-stand.

“I should write in that more.. Be cool if in the future some descendant or whatever finds it like I found mine..”

#ic #drabble #Kanisa Adhara #emotional abuse mention #physical abuse mention

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yikesharringrove · 5 years ago

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the fic you wrote for my last prompt was amazing, ty 😭 can you do 50 + 56 this time please? and if you want to work in dyslexic!steve too that would be awesome! 🥰

You are speaking my fuckin’ language, dyslexic Steve is my ABSOLUTE jam. Honestly, whenever I write Steve, he’s dyslexic, although sometimes it’s not mentioned because it’s not important to Harry’s journey @ jk rowling

Thank you for your request! I’m really glad you liked the other one I wrote! You’re anonymous so I don’t know which one that is but I really enjoyed writing them all! Sorry for my manic energy rn.

Something a little different, it’s modern au! This is probably nothing like what you were thinking so I’m sorry, but I kinda love it ngl.

50: Secret Admirer

56: “I don’t know if I should be flattered or offended.”

Prompt list!

Billy spent three and a half hours reading through every single tweet on the account.

There were so fucking many of them. The earliest one was timestamped from four days ago, so obviously, this person had no life outside of tweeting.

Tweeting about Billy.

He had a few personal favorites. He had retweeted them to his account, figuring may as well play it up, make a joke outta everything.

@ImHardForHargrove: sorry WHOMST gave you the RIGHT to have eyes that fuckin blue im YELLING

@ImHardForHargrove: watchin u play basketball is a religious experience y are ur arms so BIG hhnnnng

And Billy’s absolute favorite, which he pinned right at the top of his account

@ImHardForHargrove: ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass

Billy knew he looked good. Knew he turned heads wherever he went. He did that on purpose. But realizing someone at Hawkins High had set up a thirst account for him, well.

“I don’t know if I should be flattered or offended.” Billy had explained the situation to Robin, letting her go through the account on his phone. “Like, It’s kinda nice, whoever this guy is, he’s got a crush. But also like, It’s kinda creepy. Plus he’s objectifying me,” Billy was talking through his sandwich.

Robin made a face of disgust. “Why do you keep saying ‘he’? All of the girls in this fucking school are practically drooling for you.”

“Hard for Hargrove, Robin. I know you’re like, revolted by the peen and whatever but that does not excuse a lack of basic sexual education and anatomy.” She gagged at him. Honest to God, gagged. He thought she was gonna spew all over the table.

“If I ever hear you call it a peen ever again, it’s on sight Hargrove.” Heather plopped herself down next to Robin, kissing her cheek before zeroing in on Billy’s phone, still in Robin’s hand.

“Have you guys worked out who it could be yet?” Her eyes were wide at Billy.

“Billy says he thinks its a guy even though people with penises aren’t necessarily men.” Robin gave him a pointed look.

“Yeah Robin, I know that, but, I don’t know I just think it’s a guy penis-having person.”

Heather narrowed her eyes at him. “Do you actually think that, or are you just hoping in that goblin little brain of yours that this account is Steve Harrington’s.” Billy could feel the heat spread down his neck.

“Billy, I know Steve is like, the only out guy in this whole fucking town, but you can do way better than him. PLUS, I feel like it makes more sense if the person running this account wasn’t out and had to channel their gay yearning through social media.”

“First of all Robin, you have this vendetta against Steve that I don’t get. He’s a nice guy. He’s kinda dopey, kinda dumb, but he’s like, sweet and shit. Second, I’m not out, so it still could be him because he doesn’t think I would, like, accept his advances or whatever. Hence, gay internet yearning.” The chime of the bell sent them packing their lunches, Billy’s phone vibrated in Robin’s hand. She rolled her eyes when he realized he turned on notifications for the account

“Get a fucking life you loser.” She slapped the phone into his hand. He opened the new tweet with embarrassing zeal.

@ImHardForHargrove: i saw u talking with ur mouth full and it was yucky but i was still 🥺🥺

His head shot up, trying to see who would have been facing him during lunch, but the cafeteria was almost empty.

The rest of the week Billy took deliberate care of every interaction he had with anyone. Observing who was in his surroundings, and making note of everything he did and said. He took extra caution around Steve, wanting to spot any minute detail that could give away who ran the account.

The account started blowing up. People were retweeting like fucking crazy. Everywhere he went, he was being asked if he’s seen it, like he doesn’t regularly retweet the good ones. The search for the owner of the account had spread throughout the whole school. A few girls even tried to claim the account was theirs, but every time that happened the account would tweet out something to discredit whoever made the claim, proving them a liar.

Billy was starting to lose hope it was Harrington. The tweets were coming at all different times, posted whenever the person thought about it, so Billy was losing track of who was near when he said or did something. And the tweets were always about stupid stuff Billy didn’t register doing. On Wednesday night the account said

@ImHardForHargrove: hi when you chew on your pencil and it makes me 🥴 that is all thx for comin to my ted talk

Friday afternoon gave them all:

@ImHardForHargrove: walked past ur classroom and u were asleep ive never wanted to CUDDLE someone so bad in my LIFE

But Saturday, Saturday renewed all hope for Harrington Billy could possibly have. Lauren Kranz was throwing a party. It was the first real rager in a while, so everyone was there, and everyone was sloshed. Everyone but Billy, who’d agreed to be designated driver for Robin and Heather like some kinda idiot.

He was brooding on the back porch when his phone went off. The account was active, and the owner was drunk.

@ImHardForHargrove: I can seeeeee u oyt the windw I wan u 2 FUC ME. RAW DOG.

@ImHardForHargrove: srry ur so beauitiful nd THICCC

@ImHardForHargrove: I wana shoot my shot but idk if u lik bois

@ImHardForHargrove: (ys i am boi)

@ImHardForHargrove: nd i dont wana get my heart broken agin 😥

He was right about it being a guy. He was right about him being too nervous to approach him outright. His brain was screaming stevestevesteve at him. Hawkins was shook when Steve came out as bisexual in his sophomore year. He was the golden boy, a real jock. He was NOT the kind of guy people would assume queer in a small midwestern town.

He was kind of a douchebag, dumping one girl for another, sleeping with her and never calling again. But then he settled down with this guy from the University of Indianapolis for a few months until Steve caught him cheating. Apparently, he had slashed the guy’s tires. Billy was impressed.

The next year came Wheeler, who only stuck around long enough to make sure Steve was nice and whipped before she fucked off on him too. So Steve retreated. Spent more time with middle schoolers than anybody else. Didn’t want to put his heart on the line anymore until he knew it wouldn’t be stomped on. Billy could respect that.

Billy couldn’t risk being out in a town like Hawkins. Word always had a way of getting right back to his dad, and in a tiny hick town with nothing better to do than gossip, it was usually only a matter of hours before Neil heard something he didn’t like.

@ImHardForHargrove: srry 4 bad typing rn. drunk nd dysl exic ren’t a happy combo

Billy’s heart stopped. The drunken idiot was giving himself away. Maybe if he sat here staring at the account long enough, enough would be revealed he could figure it all out like a shitty drunk episode of Blue’s Clues.

He was so focused on Twitter, refreshing his feed, again and again, he didn’t notice a very drunk, and very unsteady Steve Harrington stumbling out the back door towards him. Until he crashed into his back.

“Sorry, Bill!” Billy had Steve by the shoulders trying to keep him upright. “Heyy I have a question for you.” Steve grabbed one of Billy’s hands and veered over to the table and chairs arranged neatly on the small patio. When they were sitting, Steve kept ahold of Billy’s hand.

“Hi.” Steve was smiling like a little kid. Billy was in fucking love.

“hey, Harrington. What was your question.”

“So-oo. I have this friend. A very good friend. Super close. And he has a big ol’ crush on you but he’s too scared to ask you himself because he keeps getting his heart fuckin’ broken so he wanted me to ask. Are you into guys?” It’s a miracle Billy understood any of that, every word blending into the next.

“That depends.” Billy leaned in, running his tongue along his bottom lip. He saw Steve take in a sharp breath, following the movement with his glazed eyes. He knew Steve was talking about himself, he just wanted to rile him up a little. Make him blush first. “This friend you’re talkin’ about. He’s our age? Like you’re not trying to set me up with one a’ your kids, right?” Steve physically recoiled.

“NO, you fuckin’ pedo. I’m NOT trying to set you up with a fuckin’, fuckin’ middle schooler. My friend is, uh eighteen. He’s a senior.” Unless Tommy fuckin’ H. suddenly had a penchant for dick Billy didn’t know about, Steve was 100% talking about himself.

“Well, if he’s as pretty as you are, I’d love to go out with him sometime.” Billy winked. Steve went red.

“Okay, but like, does that mean you’d go out with me? Like I’m as pretty as me, right? Because I was talking about me. Not ‘a friend’ I was talking about me. Steve.”

“Yeah, I kinda figured that out. You know, I was hoping it was you running that Twitter. Any time you’d tweet out something you wanted to do with me, I was always picturin’ doing it with you, Baby.” Billy was practically purring. “Especially all the shit you wanted me to do TO you.” Steve gave something between a whine and a groan and flopped himself onto Billy’s lap, straddling him with very little grace.

“Thank God. ‘Cause you’re so fucking hot I’d let you do anything to me. Anything, Bill.” Billy smiled softly at him.

“Then let me take you home. Let me put you in bed to sleep off all this. And let me take you to breakfast tomorrow. Something nice and greasy for your hangover tummy.” Steve was a puddle in Billy’s lap. “C’mon, Drunky, git your ass up.” Steve just giggled and muttered Drunky Skunky under his breath.

Billy sighed and stood up, hefting Steve up with him.

“Bil-ly,” Steve whined. “You’re so strong, this is so fucking hot. I gotta tweet about this.”

“Tweet it later, Sweet Thing.”

It took Billy for-fucking-ever to find Robin and Heather (they were making out in the basement with the stoners). But Steve chirped and cooed into his ear, so happy Billy could lift him and hold him like it was nothing.

The last tweet from the account was timestamped from Sunday evening.

@ImHardForHargrove: Hi this is Steve. Billy’s my boyfriend now 🥰#ThirstWorks

#I'm gonna reblog this in the morning too #Im v proud of it I want people to SEE IT #harringrove #steve harrington #steve harrington x billy hargrove #billy hargrove x steve harrington #billy hargorve #modern au #modern harringrove #yikes writes #harringrove prompts #Harringrove Prompts list #harringrove prompt fill #prompt fill #prompt fic

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humminghalo · 5 years ago

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I can’t stop missing heaven, I mis my wings, I miss everything up there yet I’m trapped in this stupid human body, I’m too weak for this, I want to go home.

M y dear friend , I underst and your strug gle . I kn ow it is hhard . Some t imes I miss m y home ver y much to o . . . It mu st be even har der whe n yo u do n ot even li ke your hum an body , n ot even a b it . Somet imess , I am tir ed to o .

B ut as I hav e sai d bef ore ; you hav e a reas on to be hhere . You would not h ave been cho sen to come to thi s ear th if you wer e too weak fo r it . The Tall Ones and all th ose that sent us he re kno w more tha n we do and they kn ow you ar e stron g enou gh and the y love y ou . The y love yo u so mu ch, for you kee p try in g y our best , ever y secon d of yo ur life .

Frie nd , you have surv ived ever y ba d day so far . You are defin itely stro ng enoug h , eve n if some ti mes , you feel like yyou are not . Plea se kee p goi ng for it wi ll get so muc h better event ually . One day y ou will be so thankf ul, yo u will than k yoursel f for you r stren gth , you will be so prou d of yourse lf ! ! And I , my fri end , I am pro ud of you , always . I am alwa ys with yo u . Yo u do not have to go thr ough thi s alone .

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necromancy-art-moved · 6 years ago

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AAAAAAAA art tips from small nerd

HELLO NERDS I WILL GIVE SMALL TIPS ON WHAT I LIKE TO DO

1) your canvas is yours

my sculpture teacher said that "real artists don't draw on leaf paper", and if you draw on it then you're not a real artist.

YEAH THAT IS S T U P I D

it doesn't matter where you draw!!!! draw wherever you want!!!! (unless it's illegal!!!!!!! then pls don't!!!!! don't go in danger pls a a a a)

2) IT'S OK IF YOU CAN'T DO THE THING

i have been drawing for my whole life and i still can't draw hands properly, and i get mad at myself for it.

but actually? who cares!!!!

I CAN DRAW EXPRESSIONS!!! THAT IS A SKILL G U YS

YOU CAN DRAW BODIES?? GOOD KEEP IMPROVING

YOU CAN'T DRAW FACES?? THAT IS ABSOLUTELY OK KEEP PRACTICING AND YOU'LL BE GOOD AT IT EVENTUALLY!!! I BELIEVE IN YOU

3) patience is key!

again, i have been drawing for my whole life and i'm still improving. i'm not the best artist ever known to earth, but not the worst, either.

if you can't draw something, either from inexperience or lack of time, DON'T BE MAD!!!

be patient. you're not gonna start drawing good on the first day!

especially when you draw digitally for the first time. you're not gonna become god if you have a graphic tablet, same works if you have an expensive one. just keep being patient and keep working!

4) materials aren't important! (..most of the time.)

i used to draw immediately with pens. no sketching, just straight up pen lineart. and i found it good!

B U T

lemme give ya a big ol tip

using cheap materials is ok. nobody should judge you for it. thing is, though, that some cheap materials make your work look unprofessional.

you could be a wonderful artist, yes! but using extremely cheap brands sometimes will make your work look unprofessional, and make it look like you didn't put effort in it.

like this one time i worked with paint. it was a school project, and when the paint dried, it chipped. a lot.

i gave my project in anyways, and the teacher insulted me on how my work looked highly unprofessional, stupid and childish, just because my paint chipped. the paint set was a 32 color tube set, but it only costed 3€. so, sometimes being too cheap can't be good.

5) don't let bad criticism get on you.

back in kindergarten and elementary school, my teachers said i was incapable of drawing, that i will never achieve my dream, and that i should just give up on it. for a short while, i did, until i realised that i want to be who the hell i want when i was older.

i'm currently in an art school, and it's amazing here. work is kinda tough, but who am i to complain.

today, i went back to visit my teachers, and they asked the usual "what school did you get into?". as soon as i replied with "art school", they looked shocked and mad, and then angrily said that "it wasn't what i was made for".

i showed them my most recent work and walked out while they were shouting at me.

don't let bad criticism get on you.

make your dream come true, don't listen to the idiots out there.

do what you think you're made for.

#cyan.txt #art tips #encouragement #💙

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fleurdebleue · 6 years ago

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While I’m uh, coh▎rent enough to talk and able to talk, I feel like telling a st▎ry. Maybe it won’t gl░tc▆ so much and everybody will be able to r▆ad it.

So, this was... ages ago. Like, I’m talking centuries. I could give you the exact amo▆▍t of years, but let’s round it up to 1200. Time acts fu▆▍y back where I’m from, that’s probably bec▀ ▍se of people like me. (We were kind of comm▎n, so people ended up ge▎▎ing used to the time distortions, since too much m▓ssing around with higher forces caused time to go all out of so▓ts for everyone.)

I was in a party with roughly five to six other people, situation depending. There was the “pal▚din” Aedn, the “cleric” Lily, the “▚arlock” Xav, the “▃ogue” Sky, ▎he “sword▊age” Marin, an▊ me, the... wel▒, I gu▂ss technically I’d be the “range▛”. Those are really loose labels, just so you ca▟ understand how all of us worked, more or less. As a whole, we were all consid▚red Hunters. T▌e best of the best, actually. If it weren’t for w▊at happened at the ▄nd, ▘e could have been legends. Now no one even speaks of us anymore. Ah, whatever, this i▜▕’t ▀hat sto▇y.

This ▟tory is about Aedn▐ Marin, an▇ I. The others were taking ▖are of their families, so us three were the only ▔nes ▒v▎ilable.

I ▓hink I was about uhhh... 28 at the ti▇▉? 28, 29. Somew▃ere around there. (I to▌▖ you. Time is weird there.)

▃ut! Regardless. We d▇cid▆d to go t▉ a taver▝ and get ourselves drunk as all ▟uck. It was ▍fter ▕ hunt, and our next one wasn▊t due for at LEAST another three weeks. (We▄re the ones y▄u call when things ha▖e gone t█ hell in a handbasket and cast▁es are being ripped to shred▁. Pretty t▖ll order of a group of five p▓ople, if you don’t count our Guild Leader occasionally joi▘ing us on a hunt.) You know, relax a little bit, h▓ve a little ▓un, pay for everybody’s drinks. Being gentlemen and whatnot.

Ma▎in, the bloody wank, dared me that I c█uldn’t outdrink Aedn. T▊ey knew I would take u▇ on t▁e dare because My Pride Is Stupid A▜d Weird L░ke That.

See, the problem was▖’▜ the drinking. The problem was w▀o I was drinking with.

Aedn is w█at most w▚uld consider “the stereotype tank”. Big dude, heavy set wi▂h ▄uscle (not bodybuilder but like▎ BUILT to take hits be█ter than I was), for fuck’s sake his usual damned weapon was a greatsword built with ▋tarmetal. (Starmetal is alr▍ady heavy as it is, Aedn scared me ▓ll the time with ho▜ ▇asily he could swing that thing around like I did wi▂h chain-locked sickles▐) And most of all, he’s Glaswegian w▐o grew u▗ half in Glasgo▆ and half in the ▎hoddy parts of Dublin. He can f▁cki▗g drink my fellas▃

I grew up in Louisiana, around a stickler of a Lich who already didn’t care for drinking.

(Leans into the mic.) You know this ▖sn’t going ▙o go well already but I’m telli▊g you anyway▐

Don't get me wrong. I'm not a ligh▎weight, Lucife▗ can tell you that much. But w▌ile I c▋n hold ▔y liquor ▏uite well, drinking to▇ much at once ░ill make me sick and shaky inste▄d ▊f get▓ing me d▇unk▕ The first ten drinks went down like no▒hing. E▗eventh, I could feel ▂ys▂lf trying to s▏op dri▒king and in▉tead wantin▏ to heave up everythin▏. My prideful arse tho▇ght it wo▕ld be a goo▀ idea to shove aside my n▋▟▛ea and keep drinking. Twentieth, I'm no▉ sure if I wa█ properly buz▌ed or so sick to my stomach that I could no longer get myself t▍ want to thro▂ up. Thirti▄th, there were bet▂ go▔ng up to see who would ▆o down fir▃t: Aedn or me. Th▒rty first? ▋ooking at the glass made me want to fuck▂▖▘ pass out. Logic said ▔o stop and take ▌are of myself p▀operly, pride said I could do it. Of cou▁se, I liste▕ed to my pride.

Even Aed▎ w▀s telli▁g me to take a break but lo and behold I took it as a c░allenge and not ▅ concerned ▆arning▝ I'm Booboo ▚he Fool.

S▆mewhere along th▋ ▊ine of my dri▊king I heard "I got a new shipmen▟ o▎ dwarve▟ brew" and I blacked ▄ut after that. I woke up t▛o ▊ays later t▉ a not so proud face of my Guild Leade▆ lookin▜ a▃ ▔e, with Aedn nervously sitti▃g at the ▎able in the ▚orner with a pint ▌f ale.

A▐▆arently I c▅all▎nged a noble to a fight ▓hile I was "bl▋cked out" a▙d embar▊assed him by winning. A s░ber trai▍ed noble lost a fight to a dru▇k exhausted Hunter. That is. Just s█d. An▞way I'm currently drinkin▒ now and I'm about to fucki█g pass out again on th▅ couch so see ya when I'm back to ▃ormal.

#txt #[[#abt.#]]

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ijustreallylikecaptainamericaok · 2 years ago

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Okay, I know I said I’d shut up about the trailer and all, but I need to get this off my chest.

Under a cut.

Like, I know some people are real desperate to find things to whine about, but of all the things to criticize the trailer for the song choice shouldn’t be it. But apparently, since “The B*ys” used GBYBR that means M@rvel’s a copycat that doesn’t get parody or some nonsense. Riiight... cause it’s not like the song’s nearly 50 years old and a fucking classic. Nah, they stole it from “The B0ys” and no one else is ever allowed to use it.

As a music geek, this fandom fucking kills me sometimes. You got people thinking M@rvin G@ye is just sex jams, thinking the Gu@rdians soundtracks are “80′s music,” and now this stupidity.

I don’t know where I’m going with this. I just needed to spew that out. Sorry. >_<

#you're killing me smalls #man i need to sleep #ranty mcrantface #fandom woes

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ask-the-jester-buds · 5 years ago

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🌾 Mazilo and Larkra

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them

Head over Heels ys a bold statement… but Y do care a lot about Mazylo so Y’ll play along…*sigh*

MazY ys … probably tHe best fryend one could ever ask for. So attentyve and so sweet. He always seems to know tHat Y’m not ok and would always try to cHeer me up…. wYtHout beyng botHersome you know?

Yt’s lyke tHey always know wHat to say you know? Y enjoy spendyng evenyngs witH hym just… talkyng. Ys so refresHyng, so lyberatyng. To Have someone tHat understands everytHyng you are and doesn’t judge you for yt. Y don’t know wHat Y would do witHout Hym waytyng for me back Home. He ys lyke a byg, gentle bear. Soft and Huggable. Beyng wytH Hym makes me feel safe. And Y don’t want to admyt yt but… fallyng asleep yn Hys arms are probably tHe best naps Y’ve ever Had.

Y want to keep Hym safe, Y want Hym to be HealtHy and Happy! Y-Y want… Y… Be-because–

Because Y… care about Hym so mucH…

….

But tHat’s all Ym goyng to say about tHat YA HEAR!?

W-What? head ✸ver heels?! w-wh✸ is head ✸ver heels?! n-n✸t me a-ahahaha…

B-but I can talk ab✸ut my br✸ like any n✸rmal man w✸uld d✸…

Lark is… w✸w where t✸ start?

He is s✸ str✸ng and c✸✸l, he never lets any✸ne mess with him! Every✸ne respects him wherever he g✸es and wh✸ever is stupid t✸ even glare his way is pretty much fucked!

But ya kn✸w, he is n✸t just s✸me big bastard bully ✸r s✸methin’. He is a real gentle giant, he kn✸ws h✸w t✸ use his strength, he is l✸yal and fair. He is pr✸ud but is manly en✸ugh t✸ accept his mistakes.

He a real man! Like very few in this w✸lrd.

And damn… I wish I c✸uld be half the man that he is and be by his side f✸rever.

But I’m t✸✸ much ✸f a c✸ward and a fake f✸r that….

#mazilo #felizt #tybelt #larkra #Anonymous

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gravity-falls-musical-official · 8 years ago

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Complete Lyrics

Oh boy. All the lyrics to every song that has been written. Here we go.

Tag list: @somer-joure @kerbabbles @atomicspaghetti (AtomicSpaghetti, your young Ford and Stan contribution was recycled and incorporated into the Tale of Two Stans song)

SURVIVE THE SUMMER

D: Ah, summer break. A time for leisure, relaxation, and takin’ her easy with family. Unless you’re me. My name is Dipper Pines-

M: Oh my GOSH! Look at all the grass! I didn’t know Gravity Falls had this much grass- OH MY GOSH A GOAT!

D: That was my twin sister, Mabel, and we’re about to have the worst summer ever.

D: A few days ago, Our parents shipped us up here, Now we’re stuck in some lumberjack town Called Gravity Falls.

M: Look at all of the trees, And all the boys-

D: Mabel.

M: What?

D: Right now I can’t think! How will we survive the summer?

GS: Hey! What’re you two doing? I don’t pay you to stand around all day.

M: You don’t pay us at all.

GS: Touche.

D: That’s our Grunkle Stan. He makes us work in his cheesy tourist attraction called “The Mystery Shack.”

GS: No refunds!

D: Now some would say that this is horrific, but it’s not so bad.

W: Hey dudes. How’s it going?

D: Wendy, Wendy Corduroy, Red haired, Friendly Corduroy, I love Wendy Corduroy, It’s true! But it’d be best if she never knew.

D: She has a boyfriend, after all. Robbie: as edgy and terrible as his music.

M: But on the bright side, I got a pig! Waddles! I named him that because he waddles.

GS: Hey, you. Go put up these signs in the spooky part of the forest.

D: What? But Grunkle Stan, I-

GS: What, are you “scared”? Ha!

D: Fine [Pause] Stupid Grunkle Stan, making me put up signs in the- what’s this? A journal? Suddenly our lives were upside down!

M: Gnomes!

D: Zombies!

M: Mermen!

D: Mysteries abound! This Journal 3 I’ve found, Is the answer I’ve been looking for.

D+M: Now we finally know, We can survive the summer! We will dare, Go anywhere, Uncover any more monsters.

D: The journal says “trust no one,”

M: But we can still have some fun!

D+M: This town is not what it seems.

D: Write down all that I’ve seen!

D+M: A summer full of mystery, Right here in Gravity Falls!

JUST A WIDDLE LOVE SONG

Gideon: This is just a widdle love song, It’s the kind of thing I do, This is just a widdle love song, love song, And I made it just for you. So Mabe-y baby stay and listen, Cause this song is overdue, This is just a widdle love song, love song, And I just gotta say that Mabel, I love you! Every morning, when I wake up, I think of you, and the whole world seems to light up! And when the night comes, if I’m feeling sad again, I think of you, and wonder what you’ve been doin’!

This is just a widdle love song, It’s the kind of thing I do, This is just a widdle love song, love song, And I made it just for you. So Mabe-y baby stay and listen, Cause this song is overdue, This is just a widdle love song, love song, And I just gotta say that Mabel, I love you!

NOBODY WANTS TO KNOW THE TRUTH

Stan: Nobody wants to know the truth. Nobody wants to know what’s real, what’s wrong, what’s fake— They wanna be fooled. Nobody really wants to see The seams and the snares, Hey, kid, they just don’t care. Ya distract ‘em and they’ll give ya green. Nobody wants to look too close. Nobody wants to read the fine print, give 'em the bold and they’re already sold. And nobody’s really all that brave, What’s true is too much for these rubes but a touch Of a sham and they’ll rant, hey they’ll rave. It’s easy as pie. It’s easy as just Two lies for a laugh, And then prevaricate to give 'em a fright. Then tapdance 'round the background—they’ll doubt if your story’s too tight. Ya just suggest. They’ll make up the rest themselves. Just wait and see. You’ll confuse 'em You’ll always ruse 'em Because… Nobody wants to be the dupe. Nobody wants to know the truth Is what they avoid or admit they’ve been fooled. Everybody’s happy to pretend Just to keep living. Pretend’s what I’m giving, Oh, watch me work Watch me give it right down to the end. Hey ma'am? Customer 1: Yeah, sir? Stan: I can carry that wallet. Looks heavy. Hey, sir? Sir, Look here, Yeah, I’d call this a deal Customer 2: It’s a steal! Stan: There’s appeal in befuddlements Packaged and pricetagged so low, Had ya any sense— Customer 2: Sold! Stan: So, kid, you ask my why I do the things that I do. Did you hear the clink of the cash in the drawer? Do I gotta rehash just what it’s all for? (Pause) Nobody wants to know the truth. Nobody wants to know 'bout petty crime or misspent youth, Or who was wrong, And who was right, Or why old men don’t sleep at night. Nobody needs to know.

THE AUTHOR

Dipper: He’ll be amazing, He’ll be fantastic, Like a hero from a movie-

Mabel: It sounds like he’s made of plastic! D: He’ll be brilliant, He’ll be clever, He’ll be everything I’ve ever dreamed or ever hoped to be. D: I bet he’s been to lands untold! M: I bet he’s a million years old! I bet his voice cracks when he’s stressed! D: I bet his every breath puffs up his chest! M: I bet he knows every secret. D: If there’s one he doesn’t know, he’ll seek it. I bet he has a sweeping cape- M: Wait, Dipper, what if we made a mistake? What if he’s dead? D: What? M: What if he’s- D: No, that can’t be- M: The entry here dates ‘73. D: Mabel, that’s short for 1973, not 73 AD. But even if he is old, He’s still amazing, M: He’s still fantastic, D+M: Like a hero from a movie, Definitely cliche-classic. He’ll be brilliant, He’ll be clever.

D: We’ll find him soon together. M: You and me, there’s nothing better! D+M: You and me, and me and you, We’ll find him, the Author!

LET’S MAKE A DEAL

Bill: Ah, Gravity Falls! In color, even! Fancy. Man, it’s good to be back! You have no idea how long I was stuck in the nightmare dimension, kid.

Gideon: Listen Cipher!

Bill: Oh goodness, was I babbling?

Gideon: I have a job for you!

Bill: Ahh... Let’s...make...a...deal!

Gideon: A deal?

B: It’s getting real!

Gideon: What on earth?

B: See when you say those words, I focus on you little nerds! Let’s make a deal!

Gideon: You said that.

B: Bear through my spiel, And you could be anything you want Just agree to my terms and I won’t taunt Let’s make a deal! Let’s make a deal! Let’s make a...deal!

Bill: So, wha’d’ya want, Gids? Infinite power? Money? Deer teeth?

Gideon: No! I want you to break into the mind of Stanford Pines and steal the code to his safe.

Bill: Well. Mindscape invasion, Though it’s fun, it’s evasion, Of the law if I do it for you. It’s a tricky business and I’ve got a lot of plans, So hush up kid and listen, cause I have got my own demands... A little something in the works, Not disastrous, not mean, I’ve just been trapped in a decaying dimension while plotting my schemes. Now I’m not the type of Dorito that likes to lie to guys like you, You seem smart so I won’t waste time on you. If you help me out, then I’ll steal the code. Do we have a deal?

Gideon: Agreed.

B: We...have...a...deal!

Gideon: A deal!

B: It just got real!

Gideon: Oh yes!

B: See when you say those words, I focus on you little nerds! Let’s make a deal!

Gideon: You said that.

B: Bear through my spiel, Remember no tricksies cause I’ll EAT YOUR SOUL THEN WE’RE DONE! Play by the rules and you and I will be the best of chums! We have a deal!

Gideon: We have a deal!

B: We have a deal!

B+G: We have a...deal!

LET’S MAKE A DEAL - REPRISE

Bill: Well well well! Got yourself a problem, don’t cha Pinetree?

Dipper: You again! What are you doing here!

Bill: Just coming round to offer my assistance. You know, I can be quite helpful if-

Dipper: What?! No! I’d never trust you.

Bill: Slow down, kid! Just think about it.

B: Let’s...make...a...deal!

Dipper: A deal?

B: A bargain meal!

Dipper: I’m gonna be sick.

B: See when you say those words, I focus on you little nerds! Let’s make a deal!

Dipper: GO AWAY.

B: Bear through my spiel, And you could be anything you want Just agree to my terms and I won’t taunt Let’s make a deal! Let’s make a deal! Let’s make a...deal!

Dipper: No. Get away from me.

Bill: Ouch. Suit yourself, kid. I’ll be back, and my price is gonna be something MUCH STEEPER.

JUST A PUPPET

Bill: All I want is a puppet, Maybe one with googly eyes, (side note: is googly a word...?) Just a little puppet, Why is that such a surprise? All my life I’ve been waiting, For the chance to have one be Mine, tell me, and be honest, Can you spare one just for me? Dipper: I dunno, Mabel worked really hard on these- B: Don’t you want those answers? I can tell you anything, And all I want, all I want, Is a puppet! D: Just one? B: For everything. B: So what d’ya say, Pine Tree? Do we have a deal?

D: Deal. So, what puppet are you going to pick, anyways?

B: Let’s see. Eeny, meeny, miney, YOU.

Tell me Pine Tree, Did you think that I’d be without plans? A second agenda, With my own goals, And now, strike up the band!

We have a deal! Here’s the reveal... You’re my puppet until I find and burn that third journal! So just sit tight and rest assured it’s nothing personal!

B: Hahaha! We have a deal!

D: No no no no no! Stop!

B: We have a deal!

D: The laptop! B: Your fate is sealed. Hahahahahaha!

I TRUST YOU

[TO BE WRITTEN]

THE TALE OF TWO STANS

Ford: I suppose we should start at the beginning, then. Stan: 1960-something, Glass Shard Beach, New Jersey. Young Stan: Hey, Sixer? Young Ford: What? YS: Are you sleeping? YF: Yes. YS: You're such a liar! I can hear Your nerdy little voice Loud and clear In my ear! YF: Sometimes I wish you'd just disappear. YS: No you don't. YF: Goodnight. (Pause) YS: Hey, Fordsy. YF: Ugh! Go to bed, Stan! YS: No! I'm not tired and I say, This is the best time of the day For adventure. C'mon let's go and play! YF: Why? We did that all day. Go away! YS: Hey! We could be pirates sailing far, Across seven seas under the stars, Or maybe soldiers in a galactic war, C'mon Sixer, what are you waiting for? The night is ours, Use your head. We could make a huge blanket fort on your bed, And pretend to be knights saving pretty ladies- YF: School's tomorrow are you crazy? YS: Maybe! We can save the world from supernatural threats! Slaying mighty dragons without breaking a sweat! Finding buried treasure and diamonds and rubies, C'mon Sixer, why won't you play with me? Aliens, monsters, They'll all quake in fear, When they hear that the Pines twins are near! Dashing, charming, and handsome too! YF: Please be quiet - mom and dad will kill you! YS: Think about this, Just you and me! Our future right there for the taking. A story book fairy tale just opened up And it's written just for us. Stanford why are we waiting? Can't you see? The world is full Of new things to find, days for seizing, I'll punch my way out of anything. And I know you've got my back. Sixer, I'm not teasing. You and me! YF: You and I. YS: Side by side, Together? YF: Together. BOTH: Forever and ever, I'll never leave you behind! MA PINES: Boys! It's way past your bedtime! If I come up there and find that you've made a mess...! S: Those were the days, huh, Sixer? F: High school followed a few years later, and my future began to look bright. TEACHER: Mr. and Mrs. Pines, welcome. We need to talk about your son, Stanford. Stanley is waiting outside, but we'll get to him later. MA PINES: What's happened? Has Stanley spray painted the girls' locker room black, again? TEACHER: Yes, but that's not the point. Your son Stanford... He's a genius! A straight "A" genius! All the staff is going crazy Over his new project. Mr. Pines, he's great! You should be proud! Some college administrators Will be visiting tomorrow. I am almost certain That Stanford stands a chance with them. MA PINES: What about my Stanley? TEACHER: Miss, fast food restaurants were started for one purpose: to give jocks like Stanley a job. Look at the bright side, he'll always be nearby. (Pause) Teen Stan: Ha! Like you'd want to go to college. Ha! Like you'd leave me behind. All for the "pursuit of knowledge," Jokes on them: we're staying side by side. Teen Ford: You know what, Stan, I've been thinking. This is a huge break for me. I could actually do something with my life, Just you wait and see! Tomorrow decides my fate, Tomorrow seals the deal. That project decides my fate, But I know when that man walks in, he'll- Give me a scholarship, Make me an offer. TS: But what about us? Our hunting for coffers? TF: It can wait. TF: I'll make you a deal, Stanley. If I don't get a scholarship, then I'll do the treasure-hunting thing with you. Deal? TS: (Pause) Alright. (Pause) TS: What about me, huh? What'll I do? All of my plans Were banking on you, Being there with me. But those plans I'll never see! All because of a stupid project, I've been pushed aside like a dusty old object And like THAT suddenly my future is gone! (Machine breaks) TS: Oh no, no please! Okay...okay. Fixed it. Good as new. (Pause) TF: Today decides my fate, Today seals the deal. That project decides my fate, But I know when that man walks in, he'll MAN: Son, your machine's broken. TF: What?! No, no! It was working just yesterday- MAN: I think I'm done here. TF: (Pause) STAN! TS: Hey, Sixer! How'd it go? TF: It didn't "go" at all! My project was broken, Stanley. And guess what I found next to it! TS: Okay, so...maybe I hit it. But hey, there's a silver lining! Eh? Treasure hunting? TF: Are you kidding me? Why would I want to do ANYTHING with you? You ruined my future! FILBRICK PINES: You did what, you knucklehead? Get out of my house, Get out of this place! You tiny louse, Find some other space! FILBRICK: And don't come back! TS: What? Wait! Sixer, don't let him do this? High six? (Pause) TS: Fine! I don't need you, I don't need a home, I hate every one of you. Someday I'll be famous, And on that day you'll see, The name "Stanley Pines" on every billboard, And you'll remember me! No I won't be coming back! Not even if you beg me! Look at everything you'll lack, Now that I'm gone, you'll see. So bye! Ciao! See ya! And one thing overdue: Ford, I know your listening, I hope you're happy with the future you lose! (Pause) S: So...I decided to do the treasure-hunting thing. Turns out that gold is some kind of "rare metal." I struck gold elsewhere, though: in sales! Adult Stan: Hello my name is Stanley Pines! Are you sick of band-AIDS that won't come off? You need the RIP-OFF! It comes off easy! RIP-OFF! Trust me, I ain't sleazy. When I say it comes off, it comes off! S: The problem was: it didn't stay ON. Needless to say... It ended badly. But with a quick name change, Steve Pinington was ready to take on New York. AS: Hello my name is Steve Pinington! Are you sick of stains that won't come out? You need the SHAM! It makes it easy! The SHAM! Trust me, I ain't sleazy. When I say it won't give you rashes- S: It gave you rashes. And that's how I began - and that's why I'm banned from 43 states. F: Meanwhile, I had to go to my...second choice college. DEAN: Welcome, students, To Backupsmore. We weren't your first choice, But there's more! We make up for what we lack in mostly bug-free dorms! F: I had to work twice as hard for my degree, but luckily for me, that's what I do best. I soon graduated with 12 PhD's and was awarded a grant for my research, but what to study? Adult Ford: All my life I've been teased, For my hands, my abnormality. Six fingers on each hand, Excluded from group activities. Maybe there's a reason, Maybe there's a place, Filled up with superstition, Sightings. Just a trace, Is all I need to go on. Aha! That's it! I'll study the paranormal, And of sightings, just a minute, There it is, I knew it! In Oregon's countryside, There's a town called Gravity Falls, Where folks say monsters hide. F: I set off at once and started my research. I began to keep a journal- Dipper: AHHHHH THE JOURNALS!!! (Pause) D: Sorry, I just...keep going. F: Right. Well, my research led me to...an interesting circumstance. S: Meanwhile for me, life was great. Everything was going smoothly. (Door knocks) AS: Hold on, Horace! I told you once already. We sorted this out- You gave me a week to- AS: A postcard? (Pause) AS: Calm down, Stanley, breathe. It's only been ten years, Plus, he's your brother. It's not like he'll- AF: HALT. HAVE YOU COME TO STEAL MY EYES?! (Pause) AS: Great to see you too. AF: Stanley. Quickly - inside. AS: Did you build this? AF: Yes, but Stanley, I need you to listen to me. Take this journal, Keep it safe. Promise me, You'll keep it safe! AS: Alright, alright. AF: Do you remember our plans? Our plans to search for treasure? To sail across the seven seas, The world's width to measure? AS: Yeah- AF: Take this, and sail far away with it. AS: You're kidding! That's it? All this way- You must be SICK. Ten years, I haven't seen you! Ten years, I thought it'd be- Forget this. Forget you! I'll just burn this book and leave- AF: No! My research! AS: Get off of me- AH! AF: Stanley! No, oh god- OOF! AS: Some brother you turned out to be. AF: Stanley...Stanley! AS: What's going on?! AF: Help me, Stanley! Help me...! AS: No. No! You can't take him, I just got him back! S: I stayed down there for days, trying to get that thing to work. Eventually, I had to go out for food. (Pause) Lazy Susan: Hey, aren't you that researcher in the woods? Manly Dan: Whatcha been doin' up there, bro? AS: Oh, nothing much... LS: I'd pay anything to see what's in that "mystery shack" of yours! AS: Pay? Money? S: And so, the Mystery Shack was started. I'd spend my days upstairs, selling cheap oddities and museum tours. But at night, I was back in the basement, working on getting the Portal to work again.

THE AUTHOR - REPRISE

Dipper: He’s amazing, He’s fantastic, Like a hero from a movie, And he’s living in our basement!

He is brilliant, He is clever, He is everything I’ve ever dreamed, And ever hoped to be!

Stan: Kid, you’ve got your facts twisted around.

S: He cares for nothing but himself, The only reason why he ever does anything is to get trophies on shelves, He wants to go down in history, A statue in gold, over billions sold, and the world, the world at his feet.

D: No! If he’s as selfish as you say,

S: Oh, you bet he is.

D: Then why have you for the past thirty years worked on that portal for every day You could’ve taken your things and left,

S: Kid…

D: But you stayed here working, with monsters still lurking, and you turned away from theft!

S: That’s enough! There are some things that kids like you just can’t understand.

D: But Grunkle Stan-!

S: I said THAT’S ENOUGH! And stay away from my brother.

TRUST NO ONE

Ford: Take this back, this path of choices, I didn’t mean for this at all. I shook his hand, “show me your way,” And here I stand, on Judgment Day, Waiting, mere hours ‘til Earth’s curtain call.

I never should have trusted him, why did I? He who only watches with a single eye? I thought the dream was pure, But not I’m not so sure. It’s too late to change, just repeat that line.

When I try to sleep, it’s in my head, All burning broken desolate and dead, But there’s nothing I can do, He planned this out, he knew, That I’d have no where to turn after the fall. Besides, who could help me? Who who try? Everything is lost and I trust no one.

APPRENTICE

Ford: Dipper, can’t you see? You are so much like me, Can it be, that you were meant for something more? Your future’s right in front of you, I’m opening a door. Be my apprentice, Dipper, You don’t want to miss this, Dipper, You and me, we’ll take the world by storm! Just you and I together, We’ll change this world forever, Stick with me, we’ll be mystery defined, Just Dipper and Stanford Pines. Dipper: But what about school?

F: I’ll teaching you everything. D: What about my friends? F: Casualties for progress.

D: What about my parents? F: They’ll be thrilled!

D: What about Mabel?

F: She’ll be fine on her own. Twins have an understated ability to...move on.

D: I don’t know... We’ve never really been apart before.

F: Isn’t it suffocating? Haven’t you wanted to do something with your life? This is your chance!

Be my apprentice, Dipper, You don’t want to miss this, Dipper, You and me, we’ll take the world by storm! Just you and I together, We’ll change this world forever, Stick with me, we’ll be mystery defined-

D: Great Uncle Ford!

GROWING UP

Soos: Whoa, dude! Slow down! Mabel: Oh my gosh! We could have the party HERE! Stan: Ha! No. Knowing you two, you'll probably raise the dead or somethin'. Not in my house! Soos: Hey dude! You could try the gym - it'd be a great place for your party. Mabel: That's a great idea, Soos! Let's go! I'm growing up, There's no need for babysitters, I'm old enough! I'm growing up, Drop the "pre" in preteen, high school here I come! In just a couple days, I'll be older, In so many ways. No turning back, now, Look out world, I'm growing up! Mabel: Whoa, what is everyone doing at school for the summer? Soos: I dunno, dude. I thought it was gonna be empty. Wendy: Hey! Mabel! Mabel: Wendy? You're here too? Wendy: Yeah. Everybody's here signing up for next year stuff. Mabel: This is great! I'm going to be in high school next-next year. Do you have any tips? Wendy: Don't try to grow up too fast. Mabel: What? Wendy: Listen, let me be honest, High. School. Sucks. Everybody's angry, Covered with acne, Drama's always everywhere, Boys like you based on your hair. Robbie: Hormones! Tambry: Taxes! Thompson: College! Nate: Jobs! Ensemble: Only four years to endure, But it's like death, you can be sure! Hey! Whoo! Sit down! Get to class! Detention! Wendy: When you grow up, There's no more crying, No more relaxing, Everyone's lying. You can't wake up, This is the nightmare That is high school Ensemble: High school! Wendy: Anyway. Whatcha doin' here? Mabel: Oh, you know, just...planning my thirteenth birthday party. Wendy: Cool. Can I come? Mabel: Sure. Soos: C'mon, dude. We have to deliver your invitations. Mabel: Oh yeah! I'm growing up, PG-13 movies, yeah, I'm old enough! I'm growing up, Sure there's high school soon but I can finally fall in love! In just a couple days, I'll be older, In so many ways. No turning back, now, Look out world, I'm growing up! Mabel: Candy! Grenda! Candy: Hello Mabel. Grenda: Heyyy. Mabel: You're not gonna believe...THIS! Grenda: What? You're birthday party's on the last day of summer? But I'm going on vacation with my boyfriend! Mabel: What? No! Candy, you can still come, right? Candy: Sorry, Mabel. My parents send me to music camp this time of year. There is no escape from music camp. Grenda: Sorry we can't come. Candy: We're going to miss you! Soos: Dude? Are you okay? Mabel: I'm growing up, Summer's ending soon, my friends are leaving. Feels like I'm doomed, But you know what? The sun's still shining through! In just a couple days, I'll be older, In so many ways. No turning back, now, Look out world- Ford: Be my apprentice, Dipper You don't want to miss this, Dipper Mabel: No... I'm growing up, I can't be a kid, anymore. I'm growing up, Why did everything turn out so poorly? In just a couple days, I'll leave my brother, I'm out of control. No turning back, now, Look out Mabel, You're growing up...

APPRENTICE - REPRISE

Ford: See Dipper? This is what I mean…. Can you look in the mirror and follow your dream? You’re a kid unlike any I’ve known! Whose bravery and knowledge have always brightly shown Will you be my apprentice Dipper? You sure don’t wanna miss this, Dipper.

Dipper: I’ll do it!

F: You’ll do it? Oh that’s wonderful my boy!

D: I’m meant for so much more!

D+F: You and me, we’ll take the world by storm! Just you and I together We’ll change this world forever!

F: Stick with me! We’ll be mystery defined, D+F: Just Dipper and Stanford Pines.

FANTASY VS. REALITY

[TO BE WRITTEN]

WHAT COULD I HAVE DONE

Stan: Can this be real? Can you hear how I feel? Are you sleeping, or is it pretend? I don’t think you know That for this battered soul, You’re the world, mid, beginning, and end. Ya know, sometimes I think I’m dreaming. Please tell me how I could have known That after those years Of heartache and tears I’d be here, with so much to lose. What could I have done To deserve to have someone Love me the way that you do? What I wouldn’t give— Had I another chance to live, I’d trade it all Just to keep both of you.

SURVIVE THE SUMMER - REPRISE

D: A few days ago, Bill took over the town, Now we're stuck here, And there is no way out. M: I can't believe this happened. It's all my fault- D: What? Mabel- M: I can't figure out a way BOTH: To survive the summer.

TAKE BACK THE FALLS

M: We have an idea!

S: Mabel? What are you doing up?

D: We know how we can defeat Bill!

D: We’ll need smarts!

M: And sweaters!

D: We’ll work in any kind of weather.

M: Cause we can do it if we work together-

S: What are you kids talking about?

M: Just listen!

D: Before Bill burned the journals, Grunkle Ford started to say, That Bill has a weakness! Now we know there’s a way!

M: So all we have to do, Is bust in and rescue Ford. Then he can help us beat Bill, We just gotta work to

D+M: Take back the Falls!

D: With your inventions and skill.

D+M: Take back the Falls!

M: By the end of this you bet we will! We just have to start with this house, Tell us, you guys, you in or out?

S: You kids need to go back to bed, you’re obviously sick in the head or something’.

M: Grunkle Stan, Bill has your brother. You can’t let him go, you just got him back!

D: We can do this.

Wendy: I’m in.

Soos: Me too!

Fiddleford: Me three!

Ensemble: Take back the Falls! With our inventions and skill. Take back the Falls! By the end of this you bet we will! And that one-eyed evil, Won’t see us now, take back the falls! With our inventions and skill. Take back the Falls! By the end of this you bet we will! No more running, and hiding, We’re done! Take back the Falls!

M: Grunkle Stan, why aren’t you helping?

S: Me, rescue my brother again? Ha, no. What’s the point? He’s dead to me either way.

()

Ford: Let him go you- what?

Bill: Hiya Fordsy. You have a nice nap?

F: Where am I?

B: The Fearamid. Like it? I think it’s snazzy. Have a seat!

F: What are you laughing at?

B: After all this time, you still don’t recognize a flesh couch, do you?

F: Agh! () What do you want, Bill?

B: You know that forcefield thing?

F: What forcefield thing?

B: There’s something that’s stopping my Weirdmageddon from getting released to the masses.

F: Gravity Falls’ Law of Weirdness Magnetism, yes I know it.

B: How do I get rid of it?

F: I’ll never tell you.

B: Then I’ll just have to make you tell me.

F: AH!

()

WHAT COULD I HAVE DONE - REPRISE

Ford: What could I have done To deserve to have someone Love me the way that you do? What I wouldn’t give For another chance to live! I’d give it a-all….

GROWING UP - REPRISE

M: We're growing up, Now the summer's ending, Soon it will be fall. D: We're growing up, Turn our backs on this town, Bye Gravity Falls. S: Now you're both older- F: And smarter, but don't lose heart. S: Promise we'll be back to visit, M+D: Promise we'll be back to visit. W: See ya when you come to visit. M: Waddles? I...I told you, mom and dad won't let me bring a pig home. You can't come. S: Forget what they said! Hey, driver! This pig is going with the kids, you hear me? DRIVER: Now wait just a minute- Uh, I mean, welcome aboard, pig. W: Hey, Dipper. Come back soon, okay? CANDY: Bye Mabel! GRENDA: We'll miss you! SOOS: See ya, little dudes. F: Goodbye, Dipper and Mabel. It was a pleasure to be able to meet you. (Brief pause) S: Kids, you knuckleheads were nothing but a nuisance and I'm glad to be rid of ya. (Pause) M: We'll miss you, Grunkle Stan. (Pause) D: Ready to head into the Unknown? M: Nope. Let's do it. D: So, if you're ever taking a road trip in the Pacific Northwest, look out for a bumper sticker for a place called Gravity Falls. It's not on any maps, and most people have never heard of it. Some think it's a myth. But if you're curious, don't wait. Take a trip. Find it. It's out there somewhere in the woods...waiting.

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