#wow this took awhile

[wolfvirago-m]

This is how a girl becomes holy: first she becomes empty.

~ Prelude, Brynne Rebele-Henry

[lunarhanaa]

Trick or Treat? 🎃

[crystalis]

i know ill be okay once im used to it, im just scared of the beginning clueless awkward phase of being new at something and not knowing anyone.. you know when youre nervous and scared of messing up or bothering people. if i just give it some time i know i'll be so mad at myself for not doing this years ago. it's the same with smoking, i never thought i would be able to quit smoking and then i quit and i was like why didnt i fucking do this years ago (beating mgself with a rock)

[hopes-memorial]

💋 same goes love shipping

Send 💋 for my muse to kiss yours (x)

hehe, kiss time <3

Amai ships

Gundham: They giggle a little as they lean up on their tip toes to kiss him softly, wrapping their arms around his neck as they pull him closer. They adore him so much, enough that even in such a gentle kiss, they don't pull away until they both need air. Staring into his eyes as they pant softly, they giggle a little before giving him a quick peck. "I love you, my beloved warlock."

Kiyotaka: Naturally, he was studying for too long again, and instead of just kissing him, he got in his lap and put his hands on the prefect's cheeks. They give him a hard stare for a moment before kissing him, hard. The fact that they had to do this to get him to stop wasn't lost on them, and while it worried them, they were fine with it if it meant they got to do this more often. When they pull away, they press their foreheads together and speak softly. "Come to bed, my beloved knight, please?"

Fuyuhiko: "My prince, my beloved prince~♪" They sing song as they get closer to him, wrapping their arms around him. It was always blissful when they were able to get away from everyone else and just be together, and while they wanted to ease him, just a little, they couldn't resist just giving him affection right now as they give him a soft, adoring kiss, closing their eyes and humming softly in it as they hold him even closer. Pulling away, they smile brightly at him. "Hehe, I love you, my prince."

Hajime: It was a slow day in the shop, and while they were enjoying working with Hajime, they couldn't help but feel a little bad that he was there doing nothing right now. It was always hard when school was in session. Popular as they were, there were still hours when there was nothing to do, so taking the opportunity to wrap their arms around him and give him a sweet kiss. Humming softly in delight, they sigh softly when they hear the door open and they pull away. "And just when things were getting fun... oh, well. Lets save that for closing, all right?"

Raijin: Amai giggles a little as the two of them get off the plane. They loved whenever they were able to be with him in the sky like this. It was exhilarating and freeing, and they just adored seeing their partner utterly in his element. Wrapping their arms around him, they plant a kiss on his lips, sweet and gentle as they look up at him. "That was so much fun. Amai will make sure to make lunch for us next time."

Naoko: Seeing their lover sleeping wasn't anything new for them. If anything it was all too common, but they couldn't help but to find it adorable still. Going over with a blanket, they drape it over his shoulders and take a moment after adjusting it to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Sweet dreams, my dearly beloved..." They mumble softly as they go to make him a snack for when the historian wakes up.

Takumi: Given how charismatic and utterly irresistible the thief was to them. It was only natural that they would be more than tempted to steal a kiss from him, just once... just to see if they even could do it, and it was while he was focused on something else that they found the perfect opportunity to do it. As the thief fiddled with the lock, they smirk as they steal a kiss on his cheek, giggling as they pull away quickly. "Hehe, got you, Takkun~"

Haruka ships

Yukino: Naturally, she needed very little reason to kiss her girlfriend, but right now, it was hard for her to resist the urge to. Seeing Yukino and Ursula together was a gift to her. Truly what sight could be more divine than seeing a goddess and beloved familiar together in such a sweet moment as the exorcist pet the sweet looking rabbit with so much love in her eyes. Putting a finger under her girlfriend's chin, she closes her eyes as she gives her a soft, sweet kiss, tempted to linger, but not wanting to take too much attention away from Ursula. "Hm.. apologies, my dearest raven, there was simply no force on earth that could have kept me from doing so... not with how enchanting you looked."

Gundham: It was really a blessing that her crows had someone else looking out for them. She fretted over them constantly, and with someone like Gundham that she could trust with them, she felt some sort of ease that she never felt before. It was the sort of security that she hadn't felt since she was a child, and as the two of them were feeding the birds one day, she couldn't resist but to sneak a kiss to his cheek, humming softly at the feeling. "You have my sincere gratitude..." She says softly before turning her attention back on the birds, not elaborating at all on what she was thanking him for.

Mikan: It wasn't often she was in the nurse's office for anything other than seeing to see if someone died or not, though today, she found herself there with a minor accident. Bullying wasn't as big of an issue for her now as it was back in her old school though it wasn't as though it didn't happen at Hope's Peak, too. Seeing the nurse fret over her hand that had been cut by the razors left in her desk, she smiles softly, enjoying the soft bandages that her girlfriend wrapped around her hand, and as she was done, she leaned forward and pressed a hand to her cheek before kissing her as softly as she could. "I thank you for your aid, my dearest angel..."

Others

Mei and Takumi: Even if they hadn't been dating long, as they were watching one of the terrible movies that he recommended, she had stopped paying attention to it at one point and just... stared at him. He was handsome, sure, but there was something about seeing him relaxed with her like this that was even better. His eyes were so soft like this, and the feeling of his arm around her only made her feel just as soft and relaxed if not more. As he turns to ask her something or to point something out, she can't help but to lean forward and to kiss him, softly, for a long moment before pulling away. "...sorry, I-I just... you just looked really kissable for a moment there."

Reiichi and Akihito: Watching anime movies, especially older shonen ones wasn't the highest thing on his list of what he liked to do, but he certainly couldn't complain when it was with Akihito. The mangaka was... actually pretty cute when he wasn't freaking out all the time, and doing something that he knew that Akihito liked certainly seemed to help keep him calm. During a scene that was particularly emotional, Reiichi looks over for a long moment, and before he even realizes what he's doing, he presses a kiss to the mangaka's cheek. "...sorry, hope that that was all right." Though, even as he said it... he already wants to do it again.

Shirou and Rei: The patient that they were working on was done for the night. Anymore, and they might lose their toy too soon. He had planned to draw this out a bit more, and while he was cleaning up his equipment, he couldn't help but look over at her staring at their work. Macabre as the situation was, he couldn't help but find her beautiful like this, covered in the blood of their victim while watching them react so strongly with the poison that she made with love and care. It was gorgeous, and once he was done, he went over and from behind, he leaned around to kiss her cheek. "I see you're enjoying the sight of it.. we did good tonight, though... would you like me to make dinner? I've been told I make great hamburger steaks."

Elodie and Kaori: Normally, she wouldn't even think of giving a date tickets to a show on Opening Night, but she couldn't help but be excited as she handed it to Kaori. A modern retelling of Cinderella starring her... it might be a bit of an arrogant thing to give to her date, though she wanted Kaori to really enjoy the play. Naturally, it was a hit, the crowd loved the performance, though whenever she looked to the crowd, her eyes fell on the small, green haired woman, wanting to see her reaction each and every time. After the show and after the crowd cleared out, she made her way to look for the storyteller, managing to get her alone. The moment they could, Elodie couldn't help but to kiss her, just like she had kissed the actor playing the prince on stage, though while that had only appeared magical, this felt like it. It was almost addicting, the way that Kaori's lips tasted to her, and it almost made her mournful when she had to pull away. "Ah, my apologies, ma cherie, but I simply could not resist taking the chance to experience a real true love's kiss after tonight..."

Tsurugi and Etsuko: It kind of impressed him that she was able to pick up on card games so quickly. Honestly, he didn't expect anything from her, and while he still won every TCG game that they played, this time, she had gotten pretty close to beating him in one of the games that he wasn't particularly fond of. "Huh... not bad. Do you want a reward for that?" He asks, though... when she says yes, he hesitates for a moment before kissing her on the cheek. "Th-there," he grumbles as he looks away. "You'll get a real one if you win..."

Matsuri and Ume: It had been sometime since the two of them had first met, and she was very excited when they went on a date. This time of year was the perfect time for horror movies, and while she was disappointed with some of what was available, there were a few that were pretty nice to see, the gore and special effects were exciting for her, though not more so than the girl next to her. She didn't think that she would become this fond of the spray paint artist, though she was practically head over heels already, and as they get to the climax of the movie, she's gasping in delight, giggling a little as she leans over to kiss her cheek. "This is great! Thanks for bringing me..." She says before focusing fully on the movie again like nothing had happened.

Takara and Miu: While the inventor might be a bit... eccentric to say the least, he was highly enjoying her company. The way that she focused so much on them along with her being.... rather thoughtful at times with the upgrades that she offered, he found it rather admirable and adorable, too. Though, that might just be because he had a soft spot for her, her confidence attracting him like a moth to a flame. During one such visit, as he brought her some food that is mother had cooked, he found her passed out in the workshop. Rolling his eyes, he sets the food on the microwave and takes off his jacket, going to drape it over her shoulders. Pausing before he left, he goes to kiss her cheek, sighing a little as he does. "Next time, go to bed before it's too late. You'll catch a cold like this, Iruma."

Polycule

Botan and Giichi (polycule): After the date and as the four of them started dating each other, there were quite a few times that Botan found himself alone with Giichi. While he didn't watch TV at all, he could see how the actor appealed to others, even when he was angry, he was kind of adorable, enough to make Botan catch himself staring at one of his partners for quite some time. Right now, though as Giichi played with his cats, he couldn't help but stare. It was such a cute sight, and as he sat next to him, he moved to kiss his cheek, not able to help it. "Hm... you should let Reimei catch it this time... lest he be discouraged." He says as though he didn't just kiss his boyfriend as the two of them keep playing with the cats.

Botan and Hayato (polycule): Training for Botan always went like clockwork. Everyday, he got up and went through the routines that he had since he was a child, though doing it with someone else felt... different. Hayato wasn't like Masao in the sense that Hayato was going to use this knowledge instead of just going through it to spend time with him. It was nice... and it made him more eager to show the bodyguard. As they finish up for the time, Botan hums a bit as he motions for Hayato to lean down, getting on his tip toes to kiss his cheek, a little reward for doing so well. "Hm... I'm going to make lunch. Would you like to join me for the meal?" He asks before heading to the kitchen like he didn't just kiss one of his partners like that.

Masao and Hayato (polycule): Masao never liked boxing, though right now, he could tolerate it quite a bit. There was something... nice about training with Hayato. Maybe it was because the body guard could understand him in a way. They were both guys that were considerably gentle despite how they appeared and protective of someone that they deeply cared about, and while it worried him sometimes. he liked that he could fully relate to someone like this. As they finished up, his eyes caught a glimpse of him wiping away sweat, blushing a bit, he went over to the taller man and leaned up to kiss him, slowly and gently for a moment. "Good job... w-we should really work out together again, don'cha think?"

Masao and Giichi (polycule): At first, he was a little worried that he and Giichi wouldn't get along that well. The actor was better suited for someone like Botan or Hayato, though as he got some alone time with their smallest partner, he couldn't help but be utterly enamored by the smaller man as they walked through the garden. This was his favorite place to bring people and as they went, he couldn't help but to find a stray flower and to tuck it behind the actor's ear, pausing a moment as he does to kiss him. It was... softer than he thought it would be, and he lingers there for a moment before pulling away. "Sorry... really couldn' help myself there... uh... d-did ya like it?"

[coldslaws]

Alder+N interaction????

(love this au!)

N decides he's had enough of house arrest

part 1 (will post and link the second part as soon as it's ready)

[err0r-macr0]

THERE IS NO EXIT-

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Or Is There?-

DAYMN this took awhile to draw- WHAT the

[rainbowpufflez]

The fact that I headcanon Lysandre to have the most amount of Internalized Homophobia™️ a human being can have, but then would actively call someone homophobic if it was to his advantage amuses me to no end

[ariel-s-awesome]

Oh hello radfem who doesn't know queer history and refuses to learn.

Anonymous said: hi i am a lesbian and ive known i was a lesbian for years. bi lesbians are not real because lesbian explicitly DOES NOT INCLUDE MEN. if you like men in any capacity you arent a lesbian. the split attraction model doesnt apply here because liking men at all immediately makes you not a lesbian. please just keep men out of this one space, they dont need to always feel included.

It's not about men, it's about not throwing bi lesbians under the bus when they were historically part of the lesbian community.

"But if people in the past didn't use the term 'bi', how did people attracted to more than one gender describe themselves?"

There is no simple answer to this question. Some didn’t use an identity label at all, preferring not to categorise their relationships. Some understood themselves as heterosexual, while others identified as gay or lesbian. Others described themselves using percentages or ratios, such as ‘60:40 gay:heterosexual’. When the term ‘gay’ was first popularised by gay liberationists in the 1970s, it often linked radical politics and same-gender attraction, but didn’t necessarily exclude people who were attracted to, or had relationships with, multiple genders.

[tiredgremlintime]

Arc-v Month Day 3: Duetto of Duelist and Spirit

@arcvmonth

ok so I’m going to talk about three decks! Performapals, melodious, and lyrilusc!!

So performapals! The first arc-v deck I wanted to play

As the zexal era in duel links was drawing closer to its end, I knew arc-v world was next, and I was excited, I was super excited to play Yuya and try out Zuzu, I knew I wanted my first deck to be Yuya’s, especially the performapals focus one, with odd eyes and some magicans of course since Yuya is one of my favorite characters, I tried to study his deck by watching the anime, yes, I was and still am unhinged thank you. So when arc-v world dropped, I couldn’t really play Yuya’s deck. See the problem with duel links is that when new decks come in, some of the cards from said deck is from older boxes, which meant spending a bunch of gems, until last month I couldn’t have Yuya’s deck, considering how EXPENSIVE he was, thankfully I could still play his deck, I just couldn’t bring it online. it was performapal focus! Just like I wanted! Sure it probably wasn’t THAT good but it was fun :). Thankfully, thanks to the campaign that happened last month I can now FINALLY play his deck and main Yuya! Fully compatible, fun to play, AND can be brought online, yippee!!! Even though I have to play with LESS performapals, I still get to play with some! So there’s that atleast! I’m just happy I can finally play my boy :)

Now with that knowledge, you may be wondering, since I been struggling to actually play as Yuya this past year, who else did I play in arc-v world? Who’s deck did I fully have? All the cards and such? Well that’s a pretty easy answer, which leads us to our next point!

Melodious! The deck that gave me confidence again

Now, I really like Zuzu! She’s one of my favorite arc-v characters! Back then though since I was still watching arc-v season 1, she was just a character I liked. Now when arc-v world dropped and the new tier list dropped melodious was actually tier 1! Unfortunately I missed that era cause it lasted like 2 months and it took me 3 months to get Zuzu, but when I DID get her my brother encouraged me to built her deck! I did and she became one of my dl mains! Melodious might have been tier 3 but I was playing GREAT with it online, this deck actually helped me re-gain the confidence to duel online! I’m forever thankful to this deck for helping me gain pvp courage, even if the deck isn’t consider powerful anymore. And this deck also made me love Zuzu even more! So another great thing this deck did for me!

so those are my two arc-v decks in duel links! How about tcg wise? Well this leads to the next and last deck I’m going to talk about in this post

Lyrilusc, baby’s first irl deck

SO, I’m going to talk about this more later, but spring last year I started to really like Lulu, like she was becoming a fav of mine, to the point where I made a daily doodle blog for her, but during this stage where I started to really like her, my brother got the synchro storm box, the newest Yugo box! So we opened it up together, and as a result I got a LOT of lyrilusc support from it, I actually got almost all the cards I needed for the base deck! Because of this my brother suggested that my tcg deck should be lyrilusc, I was a little nervous but also excited about this, so I agreed! It took a long time for the deck to be built however, because believe it or not playing Yugioh actually cause a LOT of money!!!! I didn’t really think I get to actually play the deck, but then Christmas approached, and one of my brother’s gifts for me was the rest of the cards I needed for lyrilusc tri-birgade!!! One of the best versions of the lyrilusc deck is to play it with tri-brigade, so that’s the deck I now own!! Now that it’s officially summer I can finally take the time to learn the deck, I been wanting to play with this deck for awhile so now I’m really excited to learn! I can’t wait to see how far I can go with this deck I was gifted!

So yeah that’s it for my arc-v decks! Thank you to anyone who read this far!!

[midwestgender]

anyone else have recurring dreams where they perform self-surgery on a healthy organ with the plan of just taking it out for a little while but then you realize you are incapable of putting it back in and theres nothing you can do theresnothingyoucandotheresnothingyoucandotheresnothingyoucando

[jimgandolfini]

when my coworkers were roasting the old man and my director said “he actually can have a good sense of humor sometimes” and my coworker scoffed “[the old man]? when?”

she was so right for that except I just sat there like they don’t know that he’s actually (surprisingly) so funny when he wants to [redacted]

[oh-look-car-horns]

Wondering what boop count your 3 letter word corresponds to? I gotchu:

Using a python script I wrote, I booped myself 50,000 times, saving an image of my boop-o-meter every 500 boops. Before we get into the results, there are two important limitations to this study that I should mention:

Firstly, because I only recorded the boop-o-meter every 500 boops, if a message appeared for less than 500 boops it may not have been caught.

Secondly, every now and then my computer would lose a boop or two when a click wouldn't register. This is seen in the 500 and 1000 boop images below, which in reality read 498 and 994 respectively. Because of this, boop values are slightly lower than they appear.

With that out of the way, lets dig in.

0-999:

From boops 0-999, the boop-o-meter displays your boop count, and changes color as you boop

Boop count: 0 Boop count: 500 Boop count: 1000

Boop fact: the colors do not change after 1000

LOL:

Between boops 1000 and 1500, the boop-o-meter changed to display 'LOL'. This likely took place at 1000 boops, but maybe it said 'MAX' or sumn for awhile at first? Idk this is already the misinformation website so not my problem.

Boop count: 1500 (actually more like 1490 ish)

More results below the cut

OMG:

Between 1500 and 2000, the boop-o-meter changed to display 'OMG'. Again, this probably happened at 1500 but who knows. Maybe staff made it 1523 for the bit or something.

Boop count: ~2000

WOW:

The boop-o-meter remained at omg until the 3500 boop readpoint, when it switched to 'WOW', meaning this transition happens somewhere between ~2980 and ~3480.

Boop count: ~3500

Boop fact: 'WOW' is the second longest reigning message

*-*:

Between 5000 and 5500 the boop-o-meter switched to '*-*'. You get the idea at this point so I'll speed it up.

Boop count: ~5500

WHY:

The boop-o-meter changed to 'WHY' between 6000 and 6500 boops. For science. That's why.

Boop count: ~6500

PLZ:

Next was 'PLZ', switching between 7000 and 7500.

Boop count: ~7500

AAA:

I'm not sure what bloody urine has to do with anything, but for some reason staff felt is was important to display, switching between 7500 and 8000.

Boop count: ~8000

;_;:

Huh the colon makes that one look weird. 8000-8500.

Boop count: ~8500

Boop fact: That fucking cat haunts me in my dreams

0_0:

I realized after I set my pyautogui script running that my computer wouldn't turn off its screen because of the clicking, so there was a strobing blue light in my room all night. This encapsulated my expression while trying to sleep (8500-9000).

Boop count: ~9000

MAX:

After 9000 it displayed 'MAX'. This was cap. (9000-9500 switch).

Boop count: OVER 9000 (9500)

<33:

I miss my wife. 9500-10,000.

Boop count ~10,000

TUM BLR:

THE HOLY GRAIL. The boop-o-meter switched to displaying 'TUM BLR' between 10,000 and 10,500 boops. Because my actual boop count was slightly behind my theoretical, I'd guess that this change happened at 10,000 boops.

Boop count: ~10,500 (likely switched at 10,000)

Summary:

When charted the boop curve looks as follows:

Boop curve: 0 - 10,000 boops

My script continued to run until 53,000 boops, but no further changes were observed. Again, there were quite possibly more messages at lower boop values, but my ass is not checking. Maybe I should have scaled my sampling accordingly, but it is what it is. Thank you for joining me on this journey, and if you have any corrections or more information, please add it to this post.

Boop fact: Terfs DNI

[secretly-insane]

Do you ever say stuff that you mean in a completely unconcerning way but people take as extremely worrisome?

[senipsenipsenip]

Dipper sighed as he felt another pen crack between his molars. Great, Mabel was definitely going to make fun of him for the ink stains on his mouth when she got home. He could hear it now, Wow Dipper, I knew you were a nerd, but I didn't know if I left you alone you'd start kissing your homework.

Dipper sighed and threw the pen into the trash with the other three he'd already snapped. It wasn't fair - he spent the whole summer fighting monsters and saving the world, why did he have to learn the stupid Great Depression's effect on American Literature or whatever. He glanced at the calendar. Only a little over a month until winter break. Grunkle Stan and Great Uncle Ford had promised to try and make it back to Gravity Falls so they could host the twins for the holidays. Sure, they had only been on the open ocean for a couple of months, but the two of them decided it would probably be best to start with a shorter trip then build up from there. After all, despite their age, they were still rookies. Besides, there was nothing on the sea that would help jog Stan's memory other than Great Uncle Ford's questioning. Being on home soil would hopefully bring back some more of Stan's forgotten past.

Dipper's phone pinged. He frowned. That shouldn't happen. He had his phone on Do Not Disturb so he could finish studying. The only alerts that would still pass through were texts from Mabel, Grunkle Stan, or Great Uncle Ford. Mabel never texted when she was out with her friends, and it's not like there was a lot of cell reception out at sea. Curiosity peaked, Dipper unlocked his phone.

It was Stan. More specifically, Stan's boots on the deck of the boat. It was a video, and before Dipper could press play, three little dots appeared indicating Stan was typing. Dipper sat back and waited. It usually took Grunkle Stan awhile to type out his messages. He always blamed the too small phone screen, saying it wasn't designed for fat fingers and cataracts.

What does this mean?

Dipper frowned at the message. Was he asking Dipper to decode a message? Why wouldn't he just ask Great Uncle Ford? Unless...oh gosh was Great Uncle Ford in danger? Did they need help? Why wouldn't he call? Dipper turned his volume up as high as he could, pressing play with a sweaty thumb.

The video started on Stan's boots, but quickly shifted as Stan started pointing his phone at something on the...oh. The wooden planks Dipper had seen Stan standing on weren't the planks of the boat deck, they were floorboards for an outdoor patio. A patio that was full of people speaking...some sort of language. Something Nordic maybe. Geez, weren't they freezing? Maybe not because...Nordic.

The camera was pointed at the door separating the bar from the patio, specifically, the top right corner where a set of speakers had been hung. Oh, Dipper realized. He's trying to record the music. Dipper held the phone to his ear. Maybe Stan was trying to figure out a secret code in the lyrics? He was pretty sure he had told Stan all about that day when they saved Wendy from Robbie's horrible music. This sounded a lot different than Robbie's music though. It was way more upbeat and -

...comin' through, that girl is youuuu...

"Oh my God," Dipper groaned, letting his head fall to his desk. Of course. Of course that's what would be playing. Of course a Nordic bar would be blasting Icelandic Pop Sensation BABBA.

Now Stan's message made sense. He had heard the song and felt "The Itching". That's what Stan had taken to calling it when he could feel himself starting to remember something, but needed a little extra help making it make sense. Stan said it was because it felt like an itching in the back of his brain. Dipper was pretty sure he called it that because if he announced he had "an itch that needs scratching" it was always a fifty-fifty toss up as to whether he needed help with a memory or literally wanted someone to help him scratch himself. Sometimes it was both. Either away, Stan got a kick out of how many times he could trick Ford.

Dipper grimaced. Maybe he could get out of this one. After all, Stan doesn't need all of his memories...right? He could forget some of the more embarrassing ones.

It's a song by BABBA. He typed. It's called "Disco Girl." There. The fact Stan's going to know that Dipper can identify the song is embarrassing enough, he doesn't need to remember The Incident.

The three dots appeared. Then disappeared. Then appeared again.

Oh. OK.

Dipper sat his phone down. There. That was that. He didn't need to feel guilty about how Stan somehow managed to sound disappointed with two words. Besides, he had homework to do. He was a busy guy. Yep, not gonna think about it.

His phone pinged.

Made me think of you.

Okay. Starting to feel guilty now. Dipper sighed. Even over text message, he could hear the tone of voice Stan would say it in. That tone where he would say something like it was just a careless aside so that you wouldn't think he was taking something seriously, so then you wouldn't take it seriously, so that he could tell himself you didn't take it seriously because you thought he wasn't taking it seriously and not because you don't take him seriously or care about him seriously or -

Dipper frowned. Maybe these English classes were doing something after all. Apparently all of that fictional character analysis made him better at analyzing his uncle.

He could picture Stan now, having already sat his phone face-down on the table, wondering why there was some memory of Dipper that Dipper didn't want to share with him. Oh man, he probably thinks Dipper's tired of helping out with his memories or something.

That's because you heard me sing it once. Dipper wrote. That should be enough to jog Stan's memory a bit.

The three dots. Heard or saw?

Dipper groaned. Maybe Stan was just messing with him. He probably remembered the whole thing and was just trying to get Dipper to regale him with the story again so he could laugh at him.

Whatever. Dipper would be the bigger man.

Both. You walked in on me after I got out of the shower. You really need to learn how to knock, man.

There. That should be enough. Hopefully Stan and Ford will get back on the boat and see a giant Kraken or something equally as awesome so Stan forgets all about this conversation.

He exited out of their message thread and opened up his thread with Great Uncle Ford. Whatever "clever" joke Stan wanted to make at his expense would probably take forever to write. Might as well take advantage of the good cell service while he knows they have it.

Hey! Are you with Grunkle Stan?

Three bubbled appeared. Dipper didn't have to wait long. Ford was a surprisingly quick texter.

Yes, we're exploring the town together. I take it you're the one he's been texting?

Yeah. He had an itch. Nothing crazy, just a song he heard this summer he couldn't remember the name of. Okay, he probably could have told Ford. Especially after learning about the whole Kiss-Bot incident, Dipper's BABBA incident definitely didn't come close. But c'mon, wasn't Dipper allowed to have at least one family member who thought he had a shred of dignity left?

He smiled. Probably not. After all, he was a Pines.

Ah, that explains his behavior then.

Dipper frowned. Behavior? Is he okay?

Oh yes, of course. My apologies if my language was alarming, Stanley says I tend to word things "dramatically". He's simply trying to ask the table next to us if there are any music stores nearby. I didn't realize children still used physical CDs.

Wait. Stan is looking for a music store? Why specifically mention children? Dipper typed slowly, wording his questions as discretely as he could.

Oh? Is Stan looking for a CD?

The bubbles appeared. Then disappeared. Dipper frowned. They reappeared.

Disregard my earlier message.

Oh they were definitely up to something. Two could play at that game. You don't live with a professional con man all summer and not learn how to get what you want out of someone.

Okay. Hey, Grunkle Stan showed me a bit of the patio. Can you send a video too? Would be interested in seeing where you are.

Of course. One moment, please.

Dipper sat his phone on his desk while he waited. Realistically, he should be working on his homework while he waits. It's not like he'll be able to focus on anything when Mabel gets home. But, it's not like he can focus on anything now, mind buzzing as much as it is.

After three minutes and fifty-three seconds, Dipper's phone pinged. He grinned and pressed play.

The video started pointing toward the other side of the patio. Made sense, Ford was probably sitting across from Stan at their table. Stan was nowhere to be seen though. He must have stood up to speak to the table next to him. Dipper could see townsfolk sat at their tables in heavy winter coats, hats, scarves, and gloves. Everyone was wrapped up in their own conversations, and while Ford panned slowly across the porch, Dipper recognized another BABBA song playing faintly in the background. The owner must have had a playlist going. There were fairy lights strung up across the porch, street lamps helping illuminate the night. Wherever they were must have been in the middle of some small town, probably no bigger than Gravity Falls.

"Ford!" Grunkle Stan's voice rang out. Dipper quickly held the phone up to his ear again. There was a loud metallic grating sound - probably Grunkle Stan pulling out his chair to sit down again.

"You're never gonna believe it!" Stan sounded excited about something.

"A moment, please, Stan," Ford murmured.

"We don't have to go to the music store! Those people didn't speak English but the guy who runs this place does a little. That internet translator did the rest."

"Google, Stanley."

"Whatever. Anyway, he said he'd sell me the CD he's playing right now when he closes up for the night."

"That's great Stan. Hold on a moment I'm just trying to film this for -"

"Dipper's gonna love this! I think. It's sort of coming back to me. I think that memory he helped me with, I think..."

Stan trailed off. Dipper pulled the phone away from his ear to see if the video had ended, but Ford was still dutifully scanning their surroundings with the camera. It looked like Ford had stood up, holding the phone high above his head to show Dipper the coastline beyond the porch railings.

"I think I told him I was proud of him that day." Stan's confession was quiet. But Stan quiet. Which meant loud enough to be picked up on Ford's camera.

Ford's movement stopped. "You did? Why?"

"Well. I sorta did. I think. He was tryna prove he was 'a man' or whatever, so I told him he was. He stood up for what was right even though no one else agreed with him. And then I think I uh...ripped my shirt off and showed him my chest hair. Maybe I should get him to fill in some of those blanks there."

Ford laughed. "I don't remember it taking much to get you to take your shirt off."

"I'm a gross, old man now, Ford. We'd all prefer if it stayed on."

Ford hummed. "So how much is the CD?"

"Eh, he wants like 500 Kroner."

"Seems overpriced."

"Well it's gonna be free."

Ford sighed. "Stanley..."

"What?" Stan cried indignantly. "He's obviously tryna scam me anyway! Besides, it's worth it. Dipper will love it! It's a CD of a band he likes from Iceland stolen from Iceland. Trust me it'll be worth the -"

All sound stopped. The video had ended. Dipper sat at his desk, a small smile on his face. He had been so worried about Stan remembering one of his more embarrassing moments but...Stan remembered it as a day that Dipper made him proud. Huh.

He exited the video and saw that Ford had sent him another message only a minute after sending the video.

Please disregard that video. Terrible audio quality, I have to retake it.

As Dipper began to type a reply, he saw three bubbles appear. He waited.

I'm going to infer that the delay in your response is because you didn't see my message in time and already viewed the video. My apologies, I forget how strong the audio quality of phone cameras are.

Three more bubbles.

Please act surprised.

Ah well. Dipper had omitted the truth a couple of times tonight. What was one more? He started to type.

Sorry, I was working on my homework while I waited for an answer. Guess I got distracted. Should I not watch the video?

Three bubbles. Ah, I see. Yes, that would be for the best. I'll take another video for you now. In the meantime, keep up the good work!

Dipper sat his phone back down on the table and picked up another pen. Might as well do a little more homework so he wasn't totally lying. But first...

He opened his message thread with Stan.

Need help with anything else?

Nope. Go to bed.

Dipper laughed. There it was. The curmudgeon was back, trying to hide the fact he was a big softie underneath.

It's earlier here you know. If anyone should be in bed, it should be you.

I'm old. I do what I want.

Okay old man. Love you!

Sap.

Dipper snorted and sat down his phone. A moment later, it pinged again. He glanced at the screen and saw it was another message from Stan. It was only two words, but they knocked together like flint and steel, lighting something warm in Dipper's chest.

You too.

AN: A continuation of this! I kind of just want to write a bunch of one shots going with this. Some ideas are brewing!

[tkingfisher]

The Saga of Bob: Endgame (hopefully)

This one was awhile coming. Partly I was afraid that if I posted it, the tumor would come back the next day, and partly I had some complications that took awhile to iron out. But here we are, at long last, sans Bob.

You can learn all about how I had cancer in Part One or hit the prior episode at Part Seven.

What is with doctors and painkillers?! Though to her credit, she was like “I am so sorry you’re in pain! Let me write a new prescription!”

(Still not sure if it’s PTSD.)

That last bit was the really scary one. (It was, uh, pretty bad. Never been bedridden before. Don’t recommend it.)

Shout out to Doctor Pinkeye who had it sorted in two business days. Also, when I first reported my symptoms, she said “You never complain about anything. If you say something’s wrong, it is.” She’s a doctor in a million.

Lack of cortisol can cause problems in about twenty different ways, including dangerous levels of potassium and blowing your electrolytes all to hell. It’s actually kinda interesting, in a “wow, look at all the fascinating ways I could keel over!” way.

Honestly, after two months of slowly crashing cortisol levels, complaining about radiation would have felt like complaining over a hangnail. It was boring and I moisturized a lot, the end.

Also there are some quite nice MedicAlert bracelets on Etsy.

And here is hoping I never have to make another one of these!

[evilminji]

You know what would be both Cool(tm) AND Pants Shittingly Terrifying? Eldritch Space Whale Danny!

Except NOT! Because he's not a whale! Just snoozing and Giganto-Fuck-Off HUGE!

Imagine it! Danny. Joint Custody Child of The Ancients Of Time And Space. Space is SALTY AF because their BITCH OF AN EX has used his FUCKING POWERS, AGAIN, to CHEAT. Clockwork how DARE YOU.

You knew he'd be our Son in advance!

YOU SNUCK IN AND STARTING BONDING WITH OUR CHILD BEHIND MY BACK!

YOU [REDACTED]!

Danny? Sitting off to the Side as a Sentient Everything and Nothing made of galaxies and starlight, howls expletives at their Ex, who is being... REALLY snippy back? WOW, Clockwork. I mean, JESUS, man. Danny's from "oh bless their heart" Nowhere, Midwest. And even HE thinks that last one was both backhanded and cold af.

......he should take notes. *continues to eat his popcorn*

Anyway! APPARENTLY, Space Parent has taken him in the divorce. With much huffing. Tucked under their arm Like The Football(tm). And honestly? This is kinda hilarious, so he's cool with it. Byyyyyy~ Clock Dad! See you on weekends~☆!

*Exasperated Time Noises*

It's pretty cool! He learns a lot. Learns he's probably? Gonna be SOME variation of Space Ghost. Might even take over Space's... well, EVERYTHING, should the unforeseeable occur. So obviously, gonna have to learn The Family Business, as it were!

Which?

UNSPEAKABLY HYPED, YES PLEASE.

SPACE AND STAR STUFF! HECK YEAH!

Unfortunately? Still a Halfa. Bleh, squishy need to eat and sleep. Why they get in the way of Hyperfixation? Why no more space dust? Nooooo, don't drag him away from the controls! He can still learn! Sleep is for quitters! Cowards! *whining in Give Me Back My Blorbos, You Monsters*

But, no. He apparently has to "take care of his body" and "not burn out". Eat "real food". A protein bar counts! He probably ate one of those! Give him back his STARS! He doesn't CARE if he sounds like a toddler! That's DIRECT ACCESS TO THE SECRETS OF SPACE ITSELF! He'll BITE, so HELP HIM-! *Is scruffed like a cranky infant being carried off to beddy bye*

Injustice! D:<

But, none the less, body's require sleep. He shovles down his food, washes up, and flops down in his bed. In the nice lil cozy "Safe For My Half Apprentice Who Is Also My Adopted Son" corner. He passes out in that corner. Starts to float, as he has done countless times before, when agitated before bed. Floats OUT of that corner.

That Safe Little Corner.

IN THE CENTER, THE BEATING HEART OF SPACE.

You know... the place ALL OF SPACE connects too. Where Universe Form and Die. The Grand Recycler. Dust to Dust, from the ashes of old, to the creation of new. Where PORTALS are randomly assigned. So that the Omniversal Ectoplasmic Levels may always be balanced at near to perfect levels, allowing free flow of Souls through the various Reincarnation cycles.

Space, of course, doesn't MANAGE the Ectoplasm itself. Nor the Souls! Different Ancient for THAT, but they DO manage the PORTALS. We live in a SYSTEM after all. Everyone has their "departments" as it were. So really, it's quiet... Danny? Honey? Awful quiet back there! You, uh, fallen asleep, Starlight?

*empty room*

(O.O)

*inhale* AAAAAAAAAAA-!!!!!!!

Meanwhile! He be Snoozin'! And Ghostin'! Ghost Snoozin'! Is extra comfy, cause he weightless and got not booooones~☆!

But! He? Is not a child anymore! Has learned to... for lack of a better term, Let Go. To finally ACCEPT his Death. His inhumanity. His Amortality. Death no longer holds him, can no longer let him go. He is... not immortal. He is disowned, by his own doing and his own choice, at his timeless moment of Ending.

When Life let go of his hand and Death kindly offered theirs, he did not take it.

And that's okay.

It took awhile. Talking to older ghosts. Most vague and vast, near formless. Because it's... it's scary. And it's all you know. All, really, you've EVER known. Inherent to your identity, even after you leave that part you behind.

You are "human". "Martian" or "Xy'xeruian", something else, and you never question it. Even when you've left behind everything ELSE. Your name, your eyes, your history and skin. Yet you fly around and pretend. Still alive, still human.

But is that YOU?

Or just the form you found your start in?

And like? It's okay if it IS! Sometimes, yeah, you ARE. You look down deep and find a "don't know what you were expecting, buddy" sign stapled to a mirror. But more often? It's that last hurdle. The final step in Letting Go.

Everyone mourns at their own pace.

And they are the ghosts of who they were.

It helped. Mourning for the kid he was. Who was fourteen and wanted to be an astronaut. Who died and will never have a grave. The longer he exsists, for he can't technically be called Alive, the more painfully young that child seems.

It was okay.

To cry for Danny Fenton.

Then? To let him go. Let his memory, be memory. And his Past be the grave that child rests in. Loved dearly and remembered, but no longer binding his soul.

He doesn't have to wear that face anymore.

No tributes to the Dead.

He got? Kinda... BIG. Like REALLY big. Spiraling, serpentine, cracking ice, and burning galaxies. Like a fourth dimensional dragon, of ice and stars, somehow forcing its way into a three dimensional space. Atop it all, between two vast, impossible horns? Made of glacial ice coating the warping hearts of black holes, who's shape themselves seem to shift in unknowable ways? There burns, like comet trails, with super novas, compressed to decorative gems beneath glittering morning frost, a Terrible Crown.

He? Thinks? He MIGHT have wings.

He can't tell.

Because APPARENTLY he's a fuckin tesseract! Oh, no, sorry. He might me a Zone DAMNED PENTERACT!!! Is THIS what he gets for hanging out with Clockwork all the time? He just liked the quiet! Now his "true form" is PHYSICALLY PAINFUL for most people to look at!

Clock Dad WHAT THE HELL?!

(You see, now, why Space broke up with him? An ASSHOLE)

So! Danny stays, usually at least, in his "Hi, yes, I am Normal Human Man" Ghost form. But NOW? Now it PINCHS. Because it's TOO SMALL. But hey, that's fine! It's not like he has an ingrained habit of transforming when super tired and stressed! To float sleep for Maximum Restfulness(tm).

Ha ha!

Why does that feel like foreshadowing?

BECAUSE IT IS!

Danny? Snoozing! Space? Has LOST THE BABY! Portals? Have done a Jood Gob in Portalling, something they are vaguely sure they are supposed to be doing! Yay them! They have no brain cells but still enjoy helping! They moved a thing! That's helpful right? Yay! Probably!

And on DC's planet Earth?

They? Just choked on their fuckin coffee. One moment? La dee daa~ oooh~ look! Stars! Deep space! Oh, hiiii~ Watchtower! The NEXT? *every alarm in the building starts LOSING ITS SHIT* Giant World OBLITERATING SHAPE completely takes up the screen.

From near PLUTO.

There are NO WORDS TO DISCRIBE HOW FUCK OFF BIG THIS THING IS, MR. PRESIDENT. It will eat our nukes and LAUGH. Call! EVERYBODY!!!

Obviously? Superman. I mean really, OF COURSE Superman. Frankly, all the Supers. Because we would like to KEEP having a planet, thanks. Only? The more reports that come in? The more everyone is getting "oh fuck. This is a Workd Eater" vibes.

A massive, massive, Sleeping Titan of a Planet Destroying World Eater.

That MIGHT BE MAGIC.

*highly stressed Everyone noises*

And WORSE? Superman? Can't TOUCH it! Oh sure, at FIRST he could! But then he apparently pushed too hard in just one spot! And it felt POKED AT. So now, after flicking superman HALFWAY BACK TO EARTH to make him stop? No one can physically touch it!

But! There is hope!

Because? The creature is GREEN. Bright, luminous, Lantern Green! And Earth's Lanterns have already sent for back up. Combined? The were able to move a... hand? Paw? Something. But! With the combine forces of several nearby sectors of Lanterns? They promise the power to either relocate the creature or at least hold it in orbit until FURTHER forces can be deployed!

They refuse to harm the creature until it proves actively hostile, as it could have been seeking a place to nap and chosen one inconvenient to established planetary life. Frankly? Earth doesn't CARE where you relocate the giant Eldritch Space Dragon. Just NOT IN OUR BACKYARD, PLEASE.

....YES WE ARE SURE! We don't CARE if the scientific community of our planet is begging you to set up an area for them to place an "observation satellite"! No giant Eldritch Space Dragons in our solar system! It might WAKE UP!

Naturally, about half way THROUGH this Highly Delicate Operation?

Danny Wakes Up.

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