fate is an elegant, cold hearted whore

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GUESS WHOSE GOT HIS FOOT OUTTA THE GRAVE

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Star Catcher ☆ ☆

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well this is poor timing considering im a pretty new blog but i think this is gonna be my hiatus notice

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well this is poor timing considering im a pretty new blog but i think this is gonna be my hiatus notice

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“I think you should lay down for a sec kid; you look like death decided to give you a makeover.”

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        ▼ ❝  ugh. ❞ well, that’s about all the response you’re gonna get right now. leave it to dipper to trip down a small ledge. nailing it.

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Reblog with 3 of your favorite reaction pictures of your muse

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a small tribe to our lord and savior bill cipurr

out of cake

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                 “ He owes LOTS of people things .                  Like how he owes me my OWN THRONE,                  but that’s not EVER gonna actually happen ! ”                  That will only happen when his dad DIES,                  which is kind of IMPOSSIBLE .

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      ▲ ❝  AW, come on! that’s no excuse TO BE STINGY.  ❞ not like bill himself was the picture of charitable. ❝  EH. TRUST ME, KID. thrones can be pretty OVERRATED. of course, unless they consist of HUNDREDS OF PERPETUALLY FROZEN, TERRIFIED HUMANS! then they’re a BLAST !  ❞

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With a delighted grin, Jinx’s posture all but lifts up automatically, hands joined behind her back when he responds. “Well, you aren’t dead yet, and given the things I’ve heard are hanging around your neck of the woods, that really is.” She muses, trying not to laugh too much at his… attempts. Ah, she missed this dork. 

“It has, yes. I understand though. Things come up. Occasionally, down. Magic, and all.” A pause before she grins cheekily, crossing her arms. “But if you really want to make it up to me, you could help me get some cherry soda.” 

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     ▼  ❝  cherry soda?  ❞  a curious request, but not one he’s about to turn down. ❝  i mean, yeah. sure!  i don’t really drink it much myself, so you’re probably gonna end up leading me around...?  ❞ though, he’s quite sure jinx doesn’t actually mind. 

      they begin to walk, dipper for the most part trailing along after her. it gives him the time to address a few things, at least. ❝   so, how have you been? with the whole, uh.... school thing?  ❞ it had been a while, and her situation had been relatively complex. not like he was one to talk though. ❝   ....and you’ve heard about stuff from my ‘neck of the woods’ ? that’s surprising.  ❞

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            the shock rapidly coursing through her veins is certain, undeniable, and so goddamn OVERWHELMING. ( he’s got you by that dainty throat, he’s going to tear you to itty-bitty pieces. ) there’s a slight tremble in her voice, a RED FLAG, a warning to heed: she’s a ticking time bomb. her curiosity festers into something oh-so desperate, fingertips twitching with the urge to reach out and shake this beast of prey senseless.

            ❛  ——— what did you just say?  ❜  

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      ▲ WELL, he certainly caught someone’s attention it seems. ❝  it seems like SOMEONE’S a bit hard of hearing! or maybe the OVERWHELMING REALIZATION OF HOW MIGHTY AND POWERFUL MY OMNIPOTENT POWER IS distracted you, briefly ! ❞   humble, as always. ❝  but let’s be REAL HERE, red! you and i BOTH KNOW what it is you REALLY WANT !  ❞ 

     he twirls his cane between deft fingers, counting off on the other hand. ‘  POWER, FRIENDS, LOVE, RECOGNITION, the SAFETY and SECURITY OF PEOPLE YOU- ugh, CARE ABOUT! well, well, looks like you have QUITE THE LIST! that’s good!   ❞ 

              ❝  that means we have Ａ ＬＯＴ ＴＯ ＷＯＲＫ ＷＩＴＨ ！❞ 

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     “Fantastic! Now, I’d rather start going along sooner rather than later, if you don’t mind.” He leaned down at bit, rocking back on his heels to peer around the boy. He shrugged, giving a couple of understanding nods. “I agree with this… ‘Grunkle Stan’ character– someone such as me might pose as a little threatening, be it my height or… lack of visible body.” Save for his clothes and head, that is. “Post haste– let’s go–”

      ▼ ❝  wh--  ❞ he finds himself breaking out into a quick jog, though he’s not exactly sure why. maybe going with whatever this guy says isn’t his best idea! (  though, it’s probably the only way he’ll be able to keep up with him ). ❝  is that a threat?? that sounds kind of like a threat, you know!  ❞

     as nice as this....fellow seems, gravity falls has taught him one thing: LOOKS CAN BE DECEIVING. ❝  ....and come to think of it, why do you want to go to my house?  ❞

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A small snort. ❝ Is that even a q u e s t i o n? I’m a master of arts and crafts, bro-bro! Only the worthiest of apprentices shall discover and l e a r n my s e c r e t s on how I f l a w l e s s l y bedazzle! ❞ She answered with a dramatic pose before giggling at her own goofiness. 

Leaving him to it, she walked over to her side of the room to continue un-packing, the attic falling into a comfortable silence. The trees rustled comfortingly outside from the window they’d opened up when they arrived to air the room. Sure enough, their Grunkle’s loud voices in ‘ sibling discussion ‘ - as the teenage twins liked to call it - was easily heard, but she didn’t worry about it, she knew they would get over it. 

If anything, it made her feel even more at home.

Mabel smiled at the question that broke the quiet. She answered it while flopping onto her bed and giving Waddles’ head an affectionate pat. ❝ Oh my god, y e s! I can’t wait to see e v e r y o n e! It’s just not the s a m e as Skype calls, y’know? I w o n d e r how much trouble we’ll cause t h i s summer though. I don’t know if a n y t h i n g really beats raising the dead or defeating an evil, extra salty d o r i t o. ❞ She jested with a soft snicker.

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     ▼ ❝  heh, yeah....   ❞  not that he could really say. mabel was certainly levels ahead of him when it came to socializing, keeping up with everyone over the years had come so naturally to her, whereas dipper still struggled. it’s not like he didn’t care about everyone, he did. but old habits died hard. though, the fact everyone was so eager to reach out to twins made keeping in touch easier. but, it didn’t matter, really. he was just excited to see everyone.

       but. speaking of bill was almost enough to ruin that excitement, the very mention of the dream demon bringing tension to his shoulders. his sister spoke of those affairs so casually, he wished he could share the sentiment ( maybe she was just better at hiding it ).   ❝  uh, yeah. really hoping not? one was enough, thank you. ❞  he gave mabel a stern look, one that quickly withered under her totally open expression. she really did know how to bring him to pieces. ❝  .....but, i guess it wouldn’t be so bad. nothing we could handle, right?   ❞

       he wanted to be more like his sister. less afraid. even after all this time.  ❝ ....just, no more weird boyfriends, okay? ❞  

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     “Mm, well, surprisingly I haven’t encountered any creatures like that myself. But if you have, you can always write about them in your own journal. Which is why,” he said before reaching into his coat, pulling out a blue hardcover journal with a silver pine tree on it, not unlike the one Dipper sported on his hat. “I got you this. I’m surprised you haven’t bought anything like it yourself.”

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       ▼ ❝  well, they’re not too keen on peaceful politics ..... or maybe that one lady was just really mad i mistook her for a chicken--   ❞ he may have continued to ramble, had it not been for ford’s interruption. dipper stared down at the book extended towards him, feeling an overwhelming rush of childlike giddiness. ❝  oh my gosh. oh my gosh?? this is so awesome!! but-- is this okay? is this okay i mean, i your journals are already so amazing and intricate, i’m not sure how.....   ❞

           it’s in this moment that dipper finally remembers, this isn’t the mysterious figure of the author, the one he spent weeks of his childhood fantasizing about meeting. this is his great uncle ford. there’s no need to be so formal, ❝  i.....i mean. thanks, ford. i’ll cherish this.   ❞

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got abt 7 posts in my queue ovo/

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                                          TALLY HO —- !!

Wow! I’ve made it to 100 followers in roughly a couple days! I’m honestly so glad I’ve been this accepted into the Gravity Falls community. I know I’m still getting set up and everything, but I’ve already made some good relationships and made some good friends! I’m so thankful that people are willing to interact with my Tellyman. Here’s to hoping I’ll keep up and I can find more friends– and thank you to all who’ve been here for me!

 @atmosphir ⧓ @coccinellc ⧓ @caeilius ⧓ @caliibcrn ⧓ @daimoniic ⧓ @darrigant ⧓ @defilcr ⧓ @drecmer ⧓ @eldritchkind ⧓ @gotheart ⧓ @grunkllist ⧓ @kabedont ⧓ @magicalborn ⧓ @mettatoniic ⧓ @obeyelisk ⧓ @ofsomnixm ⧓ @ofveritxs ⧓ @pixelveined ⧓ @singinghomo ⧓ @slothmade ⧓ @solliciiti ⧓ @stupidlystrong ⧓ @undeterredbyreality ⧓ @weirdocalypse

Once again, thank you all so much for liking and interacting with my Tellyman, I hope you all will continue to appreciate his portrayal for many more days and months!

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say goodbye to me friends i got fire emblem: fates