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☮ wendy flippin' corduroy ☮ indie / semi-selective ☮ please read my rules before following!

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heyy. i’ve been rewatching gf a lot aaaand i figured i could log back in and see if things were still active ‘round here!

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rcbbiev:

An aggressive guitar solo cut through the silence, jolting Robbie awake from his impromptu nap on the couch. The notebook he had been writing in slipped off of his chest and landed softly on the carpet. Groaning, not sure when he had fallen asleep, he began patting down the cushions for his phone. Why hadn’t one of his parents decided to wake him up? Now he’d be awake all night, again.

Seeing Wendy’s name flash up on the screen immediately brightened his mood, which up until that point had been pretty bad. She wanted to hang out? He hadn’t showered today, or..er- yesterday? What day was it? He sniffed his hoodie carefully. Eh, it’d have to do. Nothing a generous spritz of Axe couldn’t fix. A message was quickly thumbed back:

[ SMS: wends ] [ sure. picking u up or meeting someplace? ]

Bzz bzz bzz

Rolling herself off the bed took way more effort than Wendy would like to admit. Then again, today had been a pretty lazy day and it making even the smallest of tasks seem monumental. Man, she couldn’t wait to get outside and feel human again.

[Outgoing Message]

To: Robbie💀

nice. meet me at the water tower in 10

Ordinarily a ride from Robbie would’ve been welcome, but she decided the walk would make her feel less like she was made out of mush. She grabbed her aviator from the back of her door and shoved on her hat. Were her boots downstairs? Probably, she shrugged.

Two minutes later she was hittin’ the path on the way to the tower.

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heyyyy

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[  well hey. would anyone still like to rp after my unannounced hiatus..? ]

[chamiryokuroi]

Inspired by @incorrectgravityfalls POST

Never change Grunkle Stan.

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@bannedinmoststates

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pinetrce:

“Yeah, that one sounds good.”

Honestly, he would have agreed to anything she had picked. Their movie nights were never really about the movies as much as they were about hanging out. If they were, they’d have picked actually good movies. Besides, Wendy could pick a movie he hated and he’d still say sure as long as it meant getting to hang out with her for a while.

Tonight was going to be great—just him and Wendy. Mabel was at Candy’s house, Soos had gone home for the day, Stan was….well, he didn’t really know where Stan was. Wherever he went at night, he supposed. Probably his office, cooking up new schemes to rip off the tourists. It didn’t really matter. He picked up the Sharktopus DVD and looked at the monster on the cover.

“I see weirder stuff than this every day, and I still can’t believe they came up with something this ridiculous,” he laughed, popping the disc out of the case and putting it in the player.

Wendy chuckled as her friend set up their chosen DVD, “Right? Even Gravity Falls hasn’t lowered itself to gene splicing just yet.”

The redhead shuffled backwards and settled herself amongst the pillows Dipper had set up, “You know they made a sequel? Sharktopus vs. Whalewolf,” she could barely contain a laugh as she revealed the title, “We should place a bet on which one is more terrible.”

Reaching for the backpack she had brought with her, Wendy rooted around for the bag of junk food she had picked up at the store. Once located, she promptly turned it upside-down in the space beside her, smiling as packets of chips and assorted candy cascaded to the blanketed floor, “Take your pick, dude.” She grinned.

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txllingmom:

Quirking an eyebrow, Candace’s voice was dry as she asked “Was that supposed to be some kind of pun?”

With a shake of her head, Candace then answered the other girl’s question. “Family vacation. My dad’s super into weird antiquey things. I guess there was a shop or something here he wanted to see.”

Wendy chose not to reveal that her pun wasn’t, in fact, planned and instead nodded understandingly to the girl’s answer to her own question.

“Ouch.. Let me guess, they dragged you here because ‘family bonding’ is so important or whatever, but now that you’re actually here, you’re on your own for finding anything actually fun to do?”

As much as Wendy loved her family, she was no stranger to these types of trips.

“He’s not talking about the Mystery Shack by any chance, is he?”

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[ officially back from @rcbbiev‘s place and working on threads! ]

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[ hey guys! sorry i’ve been so inactive on this blog! i’ve been kinda busy and procrastinating and also spending the past week w/ @rcbbiev at their house! i’ll try and get some replies done and get my activity back to normal soon! thanks for being patient! ]

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yo so i went to the movies w/ my friend last night and he’s been super into tok/yo gh/oul lately and anyways while we were waiting for the movie to start he’s talkin’ about how we should cosplay kaneki and touka and i’m like yeah boi but i was thinkin’ about this blog so i’m like “we can do some really dope stuff roleplaying kaneki and touka!” and there’s just like silence ‘cause he’s not on the tumblr rp scene y’know? so anyways he thinks i’m into some kinky shizz and i don’t think he believes that i meant to say cosplay. so it goes i guess.

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txllingmom:

Dude??!?? Candace was offended.

But then, the other girl was offering a hand up,so she decided to take it, offering her another chance.

Standing up and dusting off her white skirt - which was most definitely dirt stained now, she hastily replied “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit of a sore elbow. I guess even in a sleepy little place like this I gotta watch where I’m going.”

Once the other girl was back on her feet, Wendy stooped down to pick up her shopping basket. Placing one hand on her hip, she smiled.

“That’s dor sure, if there’s anywhere you gotta watch your step, man, it’s Gravity Falls.” Wendy had seen enough weird stuff around their otherwise quiet town - fought some of it too - and if this girl had been here for more than a day, she’d probably seen some strange stuff too.

Speaking of, “Hey I haven’t seen you around before,” the redhead pointed out, shifting her weight onto her left leg and leaning with one hand against a shelf, “Did you just move here or somethin’?”

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closed thread | glittcrguts | ☮

Wendy yawned as she stretched her arms high into the air from her sitting position behind the counter of the Mystery Shack Gift Shop. The magazine she had been reading open across her lap.

The girl adjusted her hat and shut the edition of Lumberjack Monthly she had swiped from the table at home, tossing it onto the counter. She checked the time on her phone and groaned. Two more hours until quitting time.

Someone had to be around, she decided. The redhead stood and cleared her throat, making sure there was no one in the store.

“Wormy dance!”

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closed thread | wmgdn

Wendy grunted as she swung her axe hard at the stump of the tree before her. Her father had decided she was slacking in her wilderness survival training since she had quit the Lumberjack Games, so he had set her a task to find a miniature red flag he had hidden in the woods. He was holding her phone hostage as “incentive” until she returned with said flag.

“This is the worst game of Capture the Flag I’ve ever had to play.” She grumbled as she shrugged off her tartan shirt and tied it around her waist. Using the handle of her axe as a leg-up, she pushed herself upwards towards the lower-most branch and pulled herself up. She was sure she’d caught a glimpse of red between the leaves just a few moments earlier.

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closed thread | coughsupgliiitter | ☮

“Mabel!” Wendy called, pushing open the door of the Mystery Shack gift shop, “Yo, Mabel, you here?” She added, hearing no reply the first time. The girl frowned softly and placed one hand on her hip. She had come up with an idea for the perfect prank to pull on Stan and she needed the younger girl’s help if she wanted to pull it off.

It required finesse and charm. Enough so that they wouldn’t get in trouble for it afterwards. She knew Mabel was her girl for precision prank-pulling and being too sweet to get mad at.

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pinetrce:

“Wendy!” Dipper answered her call (perhaps a bit too eagerly) as he raced down the stairs, tripping over his own feet a bit as he got to the bottom. Okay, so he was a bit…overzealous. He couldn’t help it. How could he not  be excited to spend time with the coolest and prettiest girl in Gravity Falls?

“We’re all set,” the boy announced, arms outstretched towards the living room. A stack of bad horror movies sat in front of the TV, and Dipper had taken the pillows and blankets from his and Mabel’s bed and arranged them on the floor for more comfortable seating. Grunkle Stan’s recliner wouldn’t fit both of them, after all—at least, not if Dipper wanted to be able to hear the movie over the pounding of his own heart.

“Hey, man,” Wendy greeted, smiling in amusement as the younger boy bounded into view. She followed his gesture to the living room, “Very nice,” the girl nodded, hands on hips and drawing out the  ‘r’, “I gotta admit, dude, you really have a talent for awesome movie setups.”

The redhead kicked off her boots and made a bee-line for the stack of DVDs sitting before the television, “Lake Placid, cool, cool. Sharktopus? Oh man we have to watch this one! I’m pretty sure it has like a 5% rating on Rotten Tomatoes.”

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bannedinmoststates:

“Oh no you don’t,” Stan had been fixing his tie in the mirror in the living room, waiting for the next tour bus to come through. Today had been pretty busy, and with the kids and Soos gone, they were already shorthanded.

Pushing through the employees only door, he stood there with his hands on his hips, watching his less-than-model-employee attempt to make a hasty exit. “You’re not leavin’ until that clock hits five. Now get back to the register, we’ve got a group of suckers comin’ in ten minutes.”

“Awh, what?” Wendy groaned, hearing Stan coming through the door. She turned and looked exasperatedly at her boss. She found it hard to believe the price of a couple of bobbleheads and a few t-shirts outweighed her getting to hang out with her friends.

The redhead stared at Stan for a few seconds, considering the success rate of arguing with him. She sighed and slipped her jacket back off, “Y’know I should really get overtime for this.” She stated as she clipped her name tag back on.