‘Cause I’m a flippin’ Corduroy!

Wendy Corduroy 22 x Still Undecided

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Alisha Boe in Yes, God, Yes (2019)

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Wendy’s Costume - Wendy’s Mascot (savage version)

There was once a point in time where Wendy decided to stop dressing up for Halloween altogether, but after what the twins had told her that went down that one Halloween Summerween, and seeing the enthusiasm they had for the holiday, she decided to dress up for it again. And this time around, Wendy choose to go for a fast food mascot, one with the same name of her’s, but with a twist! She’s portraying the social media savage version of the mascot that people likes to think of!

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( dipper ) :

While he had only intended for his half-hug to be exactly that, a quick little hug hello, once Wendy wrapped her own arms around him Dipper was far too comfortable to move. So instead he rested his head against the top of hers as she leaned into him. Anyone watching them may think they look a little too comfortable together - but that’s what happens when you’ve been friends with someone for as long as they have. Especially considering for quite a bit of that time Wendy had really been one of his only friends in general. “Should I be scared?” he half-jokingly asks. He figures it will likely be an actual gift, but with Wendy there was always the potential for it to be some kind of gag or prank. “You aren’t going to push me off the roof and tell me the cast is my present, are you?”

Ignoring the way how her heart pounded against her chest, a happy yet fond smile made it’s way on her lips after he rested his head against her’s. Dipper wasn’t always the physical or cuddly type unless he was like super close to you, and so it brought Wendy comfort knowing that she was one of the few people he felt he could be this comfortable with. “Nah, that’s for when you hit the big twenty-five. Make it more impactful that way.” She joked back with a laugh and a small shake her head, but not much so to mess with their current position. “You’re gonna like it, especially since once you see it, it’ll be like an instant blast from the past for you.” Wendy half grinned, and as much as she didn’t want to pull away from him, she had to in order to turn around and grab a dark grey gift bag she had stashed earlier when she first came to the roof. “Happy Birthday, Dipper.”

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( dipper ) :

After the semi disaster of last year’s birthday party, Dipper had made a point of ensure he didn’t get quite so drunk this time around. Not with things so slightly weird between himself and Coraline since he’d suggested they move in together - no way did he trust his drunk self to deal with anything like that. So he’d stuck to just a few of the fruity cocktails Mabel had made, leaving him decently tipsy and on his way to drunk but not yet completely wasted. It was probably still too high of a level to make climbing onto the roof a wise decision, but he’d been climbing out that window and sitting on top of the shack for years - he could practically do it in his sleep if he had to, so he figured it was fine. And once he saw Wendy already sitting out there he felt even more certain in that decision. “That’s me. The one and only birthday boy,” he joked as he moved over to drop down beside her, grinning widely and leaning in to wrap an arm around her in a sideways half hug. Okay. Maybe he was a little more drunk than he’d thought. But still. It was fine. “Well, I did help a little bit. But then I got tired and thought maybe some fresh air would be a good idea.”

After having a shot off against Mabel earlier in the day, it’s safe to say that Wendy was a little more than buzzed at the moment. Nowhere near enough to say that she was drunk, as she could handle her liquor and can drink more than a single shot or can of beer without being much affected by it, but the brunette had kinda held off and allowed the birthday girl to win out. Though with Mabel’s exuberance, the younger girl ·didn’t need it since she would’ve won regardless if Wendy had taken the challenge seriously or not. But she had consumed some more alcohol throughout the rest of the party here and there, the current can she was drinking being an obvious indicator of that, though she had that can with her for the last hour now or so. Still, she was buzzed enough to let out a laugh, before slipping her own arm around his waist and half hugging Dipper back. “Sounds like you came to the right place then.” She cheered, dropping her arm yet deciding to casual slump against him. “And at the right moment too. ‘Cause I still haven’t gotten the chance to give you your birthday gift and now that you’re alone, I can do just that.”·

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Finally Dipper’s and Mabel’s birthday had arrived, and like always, a party was held within The Mystery Shack to celebrate it. And wow, what a hell of a blast it was as nothing was better than a party held by the Pines family! But now the party had reared it’s end, with most of the twins guests already gone and a clean up starting to happen, yet instead of helping out and about with the rest, Wendy snuck away and migrated to a different part of the shack. The roof. Casually lounging about with a can of lite beer in her hands, the brunette was minding her own business, lost in thought, when someone else decided to join her. “Well, if it isn’t the birthday boy! Have a seat, man!” Wendy greeted, while half-heartedly patting the spot next to her with a grin. “Out here to avoid cleaning duties, too?” @conspiracypines

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( dipper ) :

The flush only deepened and Dipper’s brain short circuits for a moment at the genuine compliment she gave him. It’s not anything major - but this is Wendy, his childhood crush and the girl he used to think he was somewhat in love with, hearing any type of praise for his looks from her was enough to cause him to lose his head for a few seconds. But he comes back down to earth quickly enough and lets out a small chuckle. “I’m alright, I know that but.. like you said I’ve still got my Dipperness,” he explains with a shrug, as if that explained it all. Sure he knew he was alright looking, but he was aware that he was far from the most attractive guy on the island, so he felt the bit of self-consciousness he felt was fairly warranted.

A small yet unintended sigh escaped her lips. Dipper had no right to be looking as cute as he does when he blushes like that and a part of her really wanted to admire it for a little while longer. But, she couldn’t. Because it’ll be super weird and creepy if she did when Wendy shouldn’t even be caring that she could make him flustered like this unless she were to keep making a joke about it, because they were friends. They were only friends. “You’re not, like, going to go all self-conscious on me, are you?” She questioned, finally reaching for the ointment to remedy any open cuts. “Cause you’re Dipperness is meant to be a good thing, y’know?”·

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( gogo ) :

Her own excitement isn’t nearly as palpable as everyone else’s here, she can’t deny that Battle of the Bands is a surprisingly good idea as far as the island events go. Ususally it’s something lame like a picnic that she has very little interest in attending, but for once she’s prepared to be a part of a crowd willingly. “Well you are the most hardcore person I know, so they were right to let you in without any questions,” Gogo nods, deeply respecting any woman that carries a weapon around with them at all times. That might not actually be true ever since she started building the car with Sav, but she doesn’t feel a need to dethrone Wendy from her title. “Oh, obviously. Remind me I have somewhere else to be when you start doing that.” She laughs softly as Wendy bumps her shoulder, nudging the other girl with her hip. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, I’m always in a good mood,” she teases, the ends of her lips tugging up into a subtle smile. And that’s often true, though she always has an interesting way of showing it. “So this lineup is gonna be uh… interesting,” she comments dryly, interesting being the nicest way she could think to put it. She’s still deeply relieved that none of her friends got it in their minds that they should be performing today; when the event was first announced she was filled with a deep fear that Fred would burst into the lab suggesting they all get up and perform despite their lack of musical talents, but luckily he seemed happy to just watch. “Think any of ‘em are actually gonna be good?”

A Battle of the Bands was the best island wide event Corona could’ve think of to end the summer, even when there still was a couple of weeks left before it officially comes to an end. If they were planning on having another one, the brunette hadn’t had a clue on how they were going to top this. As if they could. Wendy snorted at her friend before shooting her a mock look of disbelief. “Liar.” She claimed in a jokingly tone. It didn’t really matter to her whether she retained her title as the most hardcore around when deep down knowing that she nowhere was close to that title as she makes herself out to be. But she didn’t need Gogo to actually know that, which is why she kept up the grin and teasing tone when pretending to nix out her claim. “Wow, you’re really gonna do me like that? And here I thought you’ll be my biggest fan when I’m shredding it out.” She shook her head, still with a grin on her face. The brunette only snickered at the nudge she received in return. “Hmm, yeah but it’s usually Fred or Hiro who cracks the jokes, so something gotta be the reason to why you’re a little more chipper today.” Wendy casually shrugged. By now she knew Gogo enough to know that this was just the way the other expresses herself, a sort of cool and collectiveness that she greatly admires. “That’s one way to call it.” She remarked with a snort. Gotta face the facts that the highlighting acts are actually the three performing within the Battle of the Bands. But all the other ones happening before them? Er, debatable. “Well, Mabes got some pretty good pipes in her, and I’ve heard Luka play before and he’s actually an awesome musician, so at the very least there’s two acts that won’t completely suck.”·

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( dipper ) :

For all Dipper had grown used to Wendy’s teasing over the years, that didn’t mean he was still immune to it. And the blush that began to bloom on his cheeks at her comment proved that. “Will it, though? I think I’d be doing everyone a favor putting it back on. Saving your eyes and all that.” It’s only a partial joke - Dipper knows he’s not repulsive or anything, but he’s also aware that he’s far from impressive looking. He’s a pretty average guy, if he does say so himself.

Her smirk grew a bit at the blush, feeling a small sense of satisfaction that she could still caused that even after all these years, even when she’s mainly joking with him. “I mean it, you really don’t look so bad without a shirt on.” Wendy stated, as she playfully poked Dipper against the bicep. “Sure, you’re still a little on the scrawny side, but that just adds to your Dipperness.” But he didn’t look like the same scrawny, itchy, and cute boy that she came to know anymore. “By now you should know that you're an attractive guy.”

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who's your favorite of the pines twins?

“They’re both my favorite. There is no picking or choosing between the two.” @conspiracypines & @glittcrpines

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( chip ) :

“that’s not necessary.” chip laughs, leaning over the counter and resting his elbows on it. he peers over the edge of the box sitting between them, tentatively pushing at the lid to see what’s inside. he doesn’t move the top much, just enough to make it known that he is interested in the box’s contents. “whats your boss got you stocking today?” he asks. Wendy’s explanation does next to nothing to help him. in all fairness, a part of him knows this can’t be a real animal. but the sheltered, oblivious part of him is still curious. “that’s…” he looks at her curiously. “a joke right? that’s not a real thing.” he’s firm in it, even if a part of it is still a question in his mind. “isn’t that lying? trying to sell people a fake animal skull?” it might be a little naive of him to think that people who work in business were the most honest and forthcoming people, but chip can’t imagine anyone just flat out trying to trick people for profit. not this poorly anyways.

“Not in the mood to be getting frisky with it? I get it.” She half-smirked at his response. It was afterwards when she let out a laugh of her own, reaching over at the box as he peaked at it, before lifting the second lid. “Snow globes.” Wendy said, reaching inside for one and holding it out for Chip to see. The half-smirk was still on her face even when it came to her that for a split second he actually did not know that the deetah wasn’t real. “Uh, yeah, it’s obvious that a deetah isn’t real.” Wendy smirked a little wider just as she nonchalantly shrugged. “Nah, it can’t be a lie when it’s part of his mystery tour and it’s advertised as a ‘one-of-a-kind’ and ’only exclusive to the shack', because that way even if no one has ever seen a deetah before, it technically isn’t a lie when the only place one can be found is right here.” She tapped her knuckles against the counter of the shack. “Just think of it as the fabrication of the truth.”·

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Usually preferring the quiet solitude of the nerd lab or her own home, big crowds full of loud, energetic people aren’t usually Gogo’s scene. But she finds herself particularly excited for Battle of the Bands, her love of music making it worth venturing into the crowded space. Even as all her friends manage to disappear into the crowd, she doesn’t mind wandering around on her own, actually enjoying a peaceful moment to check out all the merch booths. Despite enjoying the solitude, Gogo smiles as she notices a familiar face in the crowd, making her way over to Wendy. “Surprised they let you in here with that thing,” Gogo teases as she walks up next to her, nodding toward the small axe that’s perpetually at her hip. It’s never really phased her even if she doesn’t quite understand it, but finding herself in a particularly good mood and a little more willing to actually start a conversation for once. “So tell me, what does one do with an axe at a music festival?” she jokes, the hint of a smile on her lips. // @flippincorduroy​

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Wendy's been so stoked for the Battle of the Bands, it had been a no brainer that she would attend it once it arrived, her excitement only reaching tenfold for it when she learned that both Dipper and Mabel were planning on performing too. Though that didn’t mean the older girl hadn’t laughed when she first heard about it, curious of what Mabel was bribing Dipper with to perform in front of so many people like this, even when they're planning on singing Abba songs which were his favorite. Maybe that’s it. Whatever the reason was, Wendy was planning on being close to the stage as she possibly could when it was finally the twins turn, even though Abba songs were nowhere near her favorite to listen to. But as of now, the brunette was casually chilling within the crowd when her eyes locked on Gogo. “They tried. But once I offered to demonstrate with it and it turns out I’m way too hardcore for them and they let me in with it anyways.” Wendy grinned while patting the small axe against her hip. She never went anywhere without it. “There’s also the beauty of owning a flannel that’s long enough to sneak it in.” She added, only let out a laugh a second later. “Shredding with it, obviously.” Wendy bumped her shoulder against Gogo’s  “Making jokes now, G? You must be in a good mood.” 

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( dipper ) :

Dipper just hums at her apology, nodding his head a little before going back to being perfectly still. He’s not sure if talking counts as moving, but after that last bur he’s not going to risk it. Once Wendy finally announces the last one’s been pulled, he lets out a relieved sigh and relaxes against the chair. “Thank gods,” he breathes out. “Now just the ointment, right? Then I can put my shirt back on?”

Throwing the last of the burs towards the side with the rest, she rolled her eyes once again yet this time there was a small smile on her face. “Come on, Dip. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” She rhetorically asked, not really expecting for an answer as the brunette continued on with a nod. “Hmph, but it’ll be kinda sad when you do put your shirt back on though.” She mused with a tilt of her head as her smile turned into a teasing half-smirk. “You could totally rock the shirtless look a little longer.”·

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( sam ) :

“Fuck yes!” Finally, another Hex Girls fan and not someone that was obsessed with one of the other bans or asking who the Hex Girls were. “God, same. It’s nice to meet another fan. I’ve been asked who they are multiple times because of my shirt,” she said referring to her Hex Girls tank top. “Like, look at the line up. You know? Or a quick google search on your phone won’t hurt.”

“What’s even more mind-blowing is that the Hex Girls literally owns a song explaining who they are, and it doesn’t take even five minutes to listen to!” Wendy added, as she rolled her eyes at idiocy of people who can’t even bother to search up who the Hex Girl’s were even right this minute. But the brunette grinned once again as she admired the other girl’s tank.·“Cool tank by the way.” Wendy nodded.·“Made it yourself?”·

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( lars ) :

Lars wasn’t surprised by that in the slightest. It was the kind of dick move he would have pulled too. And as much as he’d like to suggest he’d never fall for it himself, the absolute trauma of Steven and Sadie’s fire salt incident begged to differ. “Last time I ate something someone offered to me, I ended up in the doctor’s office and lost my voice for a week. Never. Again.”

“Oh, no, there’s icing. I’ve sold four this week and I think I’ve lost all hope for humanity.” Or at least for consumers. People really would just buy anything if the signs were flashy enough.

“Shit, that’s right. That’s like ‘a thing’ here.” Idly Lars wondered if Luka would be joining. Or Steven. He always seemed into the whole beach-a-palooza thing. “Are any of the bands around here actually.. good?”

Wendy’s brows rose with curiosity that then shifted into one with a bit of shock into it. “You ended up in the doctors office?” She repeated, wondering what was it that caused him to go there. “Dude, did you have an allergic reaction to something that you never knew you had?” Though the mention of Lars losing his voice didn’t make it sound like that was the case. “What was it that you ate anyways?

”Her nose scrunched when he confirmed that there was, in fact, icing added. “Ugh, gross, definitely puke worthy.” The things people would consume sometimes. Geez, she would bet her dad was one of those four people.  

“Uh, yeah. And it’s like, this weekend too.” Wendy stated as she stared bemusedly at Lars. “If you mean The Lost Boys, The Muses and Hex Girls? Then yeah, I’ll say they each have a good sound to them. The Lost Boys are the obvious winners though, but I’ve been leaning more towards the Hex Girls as of late to be honest. ” 

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a look into wendy’s instagram

ft. a hilarious sign she spotted at a concert, drinking, @conspiracypines , @glittcrpines , @chippyskylark , & @dimitrixxiv