#see you next summer

[ekko-idk]

My next summer Dipper and Mabel!!

More info abt the designs:

They're so cool woah

[eloisyw8]

Gentle reminder (3/4)

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huge inspiration by: @/hadroncolllider in twitter

[venskih]

Dipper and Mabel would definitely be nervous about returning to Gravity Falls, albeit a little

This fanart is a collaboration with my bestie, you can support her on Cara. I was working with lineart and she with colour. I think we did a great job✨

[ https://cara.app/elfik ]

[karamoonilia]

WELP İT İS A GOODBYE POST

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘

Did you read the article I put between the important above and important below in the pinned post? Yes... I feel like Dipper and Mabel; Just like they had to leave Gravity Falls when the summer ended, I'm also going to stop being online when the summer ends. Yes, that's true. Undertale AU Ask Blog will be closed. There's a chance I'll be online again during the semester. But I'll be online next summer like I did this summer. So just like Dipper and Mabel; See you next summer!

Before I go, I want to show you my latest OC I created; His name is G-Gilbert, (G stands for glitch) a ghost who usually appears in the dream world or subconscious. He speaks using Polybius, just like Gaster speaks with Wingdings.

There is also a message from Natt: I'am fine, see you all! (43 . 34 . 43)

I'll also tag a few friends to say bye to them, see you next summer guys!

@1v31182m5 @pastilina @mioplaces @hiimstripes @orangyketchup @godofchaoss

Do you remember my first post? I started with Hİ İNTERNET. Now let it be like this;

GOODBYE İNTERNET

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[thatguylucass]

Hehe aftertale brothers make me so happy :) -> Inspired by this song

NOTES:

Initial sketch and reference used lol

[lizzieicecreamqueen]

Gravity falls character & Taylor Swift songs (mostly sad) :>

* Disclaimer: Lots of the songs have a romantic background but that doesn't mean that I ship the characters. There are some family ones and I'm obviously not a proshipper. Please have that in mind and don't take this too seriously, it's just for fun! Headcanons ahead :)

1. The Great War - Mabel to Stan

- It turned into something bigger, somewhere in the haze, got a sense I'd been betrayed. / Learning about his past

- We can plant a memory garden. Say a solemn prayer, place a poppy in my hair. / Post weirmaggedon

2. Guilty As Sin - Ford about Bill

- This cage was once just fine, am I allowed to cry? / Meeting him again after returning to gravity falls

- Crashing into him tonight, he's a paradox. I'm seeing visions, am I bad? Or mad? Or wise?

- I keep these longings locked in lowercase inside a vault

- What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh only in my mind?

3. The Tortured Poets Department - Mabel to Dipper

- But you're in self-sabotage mode, throwing spikes down on the road.

- Who else decodes you?

- You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith, this ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots. / (Imagine this as "You're not Stanford Pines, I'm not Stanley either, we aren't the mystery twins, we're modern idiots")

4. You're On Your Own, Kid - Stan about his life

- I wait patiently, he's gonna notice me / about Filbrick

- I didn't choose this town, I dream of getting out. There's just one who could make me stay all my days / about Stanford

- I see the great scape, so long, Daisy May / When running away

- I gave my blood, sweat and tears for this / re-opening the portal

- Your on your own, kid, you always have been

5. The Prophecy - Pacifica about her life

- I got cursed like Eve got bitten, oh, was it punishment?

- Don't want money, just someone who wants my company.

- Who do I have to speak to about if they cab redo the prophecy?

- And I sound like an infant, feeling like the very last drops of an ink pen.

6. The Archer - Wendy about herself

- Combat, I'm ready for combat. I say I don't want that, but what if I do?

- I jump from the train, I ride off alone.

- And all of my heroes died all alone, help me hold onto you. / about her mum

- They see right through, can you see right through me?

7. Dear Reader - Stan & Ford to Mabel & Dipper

- If it feels like a trap, you're alredy in one

- Bend when you can, snap when you have to

- You don't have to answer, just cause they asked you

- When you aim at the devil, make sure you don't miss

- You wouldn't take my word for it if you knew who was talking

- No one sees when you lose, when you're playing solitaire

8. Stay Stay Stay - Soos to Melany

- I was expecting some dramatic turn away, but you stayed

- I've been loving you for quite some time, time, time, you think that it's funny when I'm mad, mad, mad

-You took the time to memorize me, my fears, my hopes and dreams, I just like hanging out with you all the time

-It's been occurring to me I'd like to hang out with for my whole life

9. When Emma Falls In Love - Dipper about Mabel

- And all the bad boys would be good boys if they only had a chance to love her

- When Emma falls in love it's all in her face, hangs in the air like stars in outer space

- When Emma falls apart it's When she's alone, she takes on the pain and bears it on her own

- Cause when Emma falls in love she's in it for keeps, she won't walk away unless she knows she absolutely has to leave

10. Happines - Fiddleford *aka Old Man Mcgucket* about Ford

- And in the disbelief I can't face reinvention

- Haunted by the look in my eyes that would've loved you for a lifetime, leave it all behind, and there is happiness

- Tell me when did your winning smile became to look like a smirk? When did all our lessons start to look like weapons pointing at my deepest hurt?

- There is happines in our history, across our great divide there is a glorious sunrise

- I can't make it go away by making you a villain, I guess it's the price I pay for seven years in heaven / Fiddleford realising about everything after leaving

- No one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you, and you know you hurt him too.

11. The Story Of Us - Gideon about Mabel

- I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us, How we met and Sparks flew instantly.

- Oh, a simple complication, miscommunications lead to fall out / how Gideon would say things ended

- I don't know what to say since the twist of fate when it all broke down, and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now

- I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us, how I was losing my mind when I saw you here / Gideon's pov when they re-met at weirdmaggedon

- Oh, I'm scared to see the ending

- The battle's in your hands now but I would lay my armor down if you'd say you'd rather love than fight

12. Long Live - ♡♡♡

- The night you danced like you knew our lives would never be the same / Mabel to Stan and Dipper about the scary-oke episode

- You held your head like a hero on a history book page. It was the end of a decade but the start of an age / Ford to Stan after learning all Stan went through after being kicked out

- Long Live the walls we crashed through, all the kingdom lights shine just for me and you / Blubs to Durland

- And bring on all the pretenders, one day we will be remembered / Stan to Soos

- I said "remember this feeling", I passed the pictures around / Mabel about helping Stan to get his memories back

- And the cynics were outraged screaming "this is absurd" cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped up jeans got to rule the world / Stan & Ford after beating the sibling brothers (lost legends comics)

- I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you / Dipper to Mabel, Wendy, Soos, Stan, Ford, Grenda, Candy

- I was screaming "long live that look on your face" / Mabel & Candy to Grenda when she successfully flirted with that prince from Austria

- Will you take a moment? Promise me this, that you'll stand by me forever / Thomson to Wendy, Robbie, Lee, Nate and Tambry

- If you have children someday when they point to the picture, please tell them my name. Tell them how the cross went wild, tell them how I hope they shine / Fiddleford to Tate

- And I was screaming, "Long live all the magic we made", and bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid / Soos telling Melany his adventures after becoming Mr. Mystery

- I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you / Pacifica admitting she had fun mystery haunting to Dipper

- One day, we will be remembered / Ford & Stan to each other while leaving gravity falls

[tiredsoundsofagnes]

had to lock in with my emo label because i realised that even if it doesnt do as much as other labels do, see you next summer is literally the only swedish screamo label right now. i cant keep waiting for the swedish skramz scene to suddenly come alive, i gotta lock in and make shit happen!!! this applies to all scenes in all subgenres by the way. dont sit around and wait for something to happen, DO IT YOURSELF!!!

[miksy-the-51st]

Another important announcement

I'm taking a break from Tumblr. Also cuz the summer break is over?

It was pretty fun!

Hope you enjoyed my Tumblr Bumblr Stuff, and hope you'll still enjoy it!

Although try to post (almost) every Friday and weekend

But if the break from Tumblr is too long... here are some other images...

I hope to see you all next time, if that's possible.

Yours Truly, Miksy51

(Or Miksy the Emushman, Miksy the 51st, Miksy-The-51st)

[other-worldly333]

Does anyone know anything about this?!!

Is it like fan made or real?

[brightfurys]

i cannot be the only gravity falls fan who Thinks the ending was perfect.

"see you next summer" was not a false promise. you will see everyone next summer. when the sun glows brighter and the air hangs heavy and warm. you will see dipper in puzzles and games, the homework you procrastinated and the last-minute cargo shorts you wore to run to the store for cereal. you will see mabel in colourful graphic shirts, wandering cats which shelter themselves in the shade and meow questioningly at passersby. you will see stan in every long road trip, every melted-too-soon popsicle, every bored employee you encounter at the local fairground tourist attraction. you will see wendy in the morning sunlit forest.

in the spaces between the trees, you may see the muddled, blurred figure of someone, something unfamiliar - and yet known all the same. the watchful eyes carved into the bark will stare back at you, as you ponder how you had "never noticed them there before." because gravity falls is always out there, somewhere in the woods.

waiting.

[common-writers-fly-sometimes]

Nobody: Absolutely nobody:

Gravity Falls fans to Alex Hirsch every summer after watching S2 E21 with "see you next summer!":

[eloisyw8]

Gentle reminder (1/?)

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huge inspiration by: @/hadroncolllider in twitter

[emotionalhardcore]

hello. my old band 44.caliberloveletter is doing its last show with weatherday and olycka. you should most definitely show up to this one if you are close to sweden. i dont think weatherday has ever played in europe so it should be really worth it!

[hyunpic]

happy birthday @mybodyfails 🩷

[govtshutdown]

Reset the Countdown. The Fiscal Year may not run out until September 30th, but the Debt Ceiling is in sight.

[hairmetal666]

Eddie's supposed to be writing. The guys, they all agreed they'd each come to practice armed with two whole new songs they could pick from to add to their set list at the Hideout. And he's got his pen, and he's got his most recent trusty Composition Book, and all his lyrics are fucking bullshit about golden tanned skin and honeyed eyes and tracing constellations in freckles and moles, pathetic lines about being twisted in bed sheets, and the hopeless love he found himself in.

For the fifth time in an hour, he rips out the offending page, crunches it into a tight ball, and throws it across the room.

He can't write about Steve Harrington for the rest of his life; spend his nights aching for the boy who established himself as a fixture in Eddie's life and then just disappeared.

The worst of it--the very worst--is that Eddie knew better. Steve was never his, not in any real way, no matter how many times they fucked. He's Steve Harrington. Straightest guy in Hawkins. Popular. Rich. Whole fucking life laid out for him on a silver platter. And Eddie fell for him. It's the Munson curse, he supposes; always wanting what you can't have.

It started the way these things usually do, "got any weed?" and "come back to my place, Harrington" and "I got this stupid job at the mall, meet me there?" and lying "hey, guys, can't make band practice, gotta help Uncle Wayne" and "Munson, I really want--can I kiss you?"

In every other fantasy Eddie's ever had, it ends there. Steve gets his kiss and they never see each other again. But Steve Harrington--he's full of surprises. It catches Eddie off guard, makes him want, makes him trust. Because it's not just kisses. It's hands and mouths and "anything you want, Eddie. Let me make you feel good."

Maybe it wouldn't have hit so hard--maybe Eddie could've stopped from falling--if Steve hadn't been so good. Bitchy, sure, but genuine and kind. Had this whole gaggle of junior high kids he babysat, like what the fuck. Would hang out with Wayne and shoot the shit about whatever sports nonsense was on tv. Harrington never was as mean, as spoiled, as superficial as Eddie suspected.

Then Starcourt. That's when it all changes. Steve stops coming around then, in the aftermath. It hurts, but Eddie tells himself it's for the best. Now, he knows it would have been.

Two weeks with no contact, and Steve shows up at his door in the middle of the night. Eddie winces at the healing bruises and cuts on his face, can't imagine how much worse they were to start. He steps aside, lets Steve in, plans to say that he can't be whatever they are anymore.

Steve kisses him. It's a hot, needy thing, wild with teeth and tongue, nothing like before. Eddie is helpless to it, helpless to the way Steve grinds against him, already hard. He should slow it down, check-in that Steve is in the right headspace for this, but Steve is moaning low in his throat and Eddie can't think.

They're in Eddie's bed and Steve says, "fuck me, Eddie?" and Eddie says "are you sure" because he can't stop himself. Steve rolls his eyes (beautifuly bitchy), says, "I need to feel you inside me, baby."

How can Eddie say no?

Eddie's never done this before, but it doesn't matter. It's everything--Steve is everything--he could ask for.

The next morning, he expects Steve to be gone. Thinks they'll never see each other again. But he finds Steve in the kitchen, in his boxers and Eddie's Iron Maiden shirt, making eggs and talking to Wayne like it's the most normal thing in the world.

The next month and a half are the best of Eddie's life. He and Steve spend more time together than they do apart. Nights at Eddie's trailer, in Eddie's bed. Days lounging at the Harrington pool and driving around the nothing that surrounds Hawkins. Sometimes they'll stop in the middle of nowhere, climb on top of the van, and just--be. Steve takes his shirt off, and Eddie traces their names in the sun-soaked freckles, thinking maybe he really gets to have this, have Steve.

It ends as quickly as it started. One morning in September, Steve is cupping Eddie's neck, pulling him in for a goodbye kiss, saying, "sorry, baby, gotta get home for my parents. I'll see you later tonight, yeah?"

Except Eddie doesn't. Eddie doesn't see Steve that night, or the night after, or the night after that. He stops coming around and all Eddie is left with is a broken heart and these piss poor excuses for songs.

He rips out the latest page, waxing lyrical about the wonders of August, and time slipping away, and the boy he'll never forget. Crumples it into a ball and bats it into a pile of junk accumulated in the corner of his room.

Eddie needs a break.

He flies into the living room, snatches up his keys from the floor by the coffee table, and flees his house and all those memories of Steve. It's not like he has anywhere specific to go, so he drives around town, with his windows down and his music up.

His tires screech as he rounds the corner to the video store and arcade. He's not planning on stopping, but honestly, maybe a few rounds of Space Invaders is exactly what he needs.

The van hasn't even come to a stop in the parking spot when his eyes fall on Steve Harrington. He's standing in the middle of the parking lot surrounded by a gang of kids (including some of Eddie's new little sheepies) and Robin Buckley. Steve wears a sunny yellow sweatshirt, tight jeans, and his hair is perfectly coifed, falling in an elegant wave. His hands are on his hips, mouth and brows pinched stern. He's gorgeous, perfect.

It's an assault, an attack, Eddie's entire body shakes as the months they spent together crash over him. He has the van in reverse before he consciously thinks to do so, flooring it out of the space hard enough to burn rubber.

The noise, the speed, it draws the entire group's attention to him.

His eyes meet Steve's.

Time stops and so does he, idling in the middle of the parking lot. For a second, one moment in time, Steve's face falls. His mouth loses that grumpy pinch, his eyebrows drop, his beauty transformed by grief, by fucking longing.

Steve takes a step forward, and Eddie hits the gas, van screaming out of the parking lot. He watches the group shrink in his rearview mirror, sure that he imagined the sorrow in Steve's face, anyway.

They're nothing to each other.

Never were.

By popular request: Part Two