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mabel pines. 16 years old, but i feel like benjamin button. i think that's his name. older but not wiser. anyway, first year at network. sometimes i wear stickers on my face, too.

[starrypines-blog]

phasinginandout:

Jericho held up a finger to ask for a moment and pulled his phone out of his pocket. i want to know where the cafeteria is, he texted.

[ she clicked the hold button on her phone, reading the text.  thankfully it was above the over-load of group chat, and mabel sent him an emoji for a reply before talking ]  Ooh, okay.  We’re in the wrong hallway, but it’s just down the stairs.  I think all that’s down there at this hour is the vending machines, though.  D’you wanna go out?  There’s better eats.

[starrypines-blog]

phasinginandout:

I doubt you know ASL, he signed, but I need to find the cafeteria.

Hey!  I don’t know if this’d be a problem for you, but would you mind typing it out on the notes of my phone instead?  Sign language club in middle school didn’t teach me much, you know?

[starrypines-blog]

vicstxne:

“True. That and astronomy go hand in hand pretty much. I guess I’m just a person that’s more keen on the inventive side of science and all that.”

So, I’m guessing you don’t wanna talk about that?  I’m not much of a science person—like, robots are cool and all, but I’m more interested in people who’d rather be robots than people.

[starrypines-blog]

instagram: @mabespines uploaded a new photo

sorry to say, but you wish your bf looked as good in harry potter glasses as mine does. 💛💖💛

[starrypines-blog]

RELATIONSHIP

She has two words for you: wants one.  And it doesn’t necessarily have to be a romantic relationship, either.  If there’s one thing Mabel wishes she had, it’s a better relationship with her father: he’s too serious, Mabel’s not, and she doesn’t like stepping around people, not even for the sake of social conventions.  She can’t pinpoint when their relationship got worse, but can definitely tell you that it used to be better.  By the time she turned thirteen, they were already a little less close.  It bothers her because of that, because when Dipper turned thirteen it wasn’t like things started getting too different for him.

Not in that way, at least.

Mabel still wears her father’s company shirts to bed, as nightgowns.  She’s more than five inches taller than when she got them, though, and Mabel can’t seem to think that he’d be a little bit disappointed in her choice of clothing.  ( Specifically, underwear—seeing as the only things she wears are laced-backed and those shirts. )  Contact with her dad is kept mostly through email and texts.  She writes over-long emails to him, detailing every thing but in a different way than she does with her mom.  It seems a little less personal but not because Mabel can’t mention PMS and cramps; like the details are more trivial to her dad.

[doctorcotswolds-blog]

Inbox Game: The Power of Words

[starrypines-blog]

ooc: Send me one word (at a time, you may send more than one in separate messages). The word can be anything; a day, a place, an adjective, an action, something as simple as “beans,” or as heavy as “piety.” When a word is received, I’ll write a short selfpara, drabble or headcanon based on my character’s association with the word; a simple comment, a memory, an emotion, a scene from the future, the present or past.

[jeonggukiest]

a few parallels between mabel and stanley.

[starrypines-blog]

korxand:

Your intent with that action was cruel? But it looked as if you were both enjoying it. 

Nuh-uh.  Cruel Intentions is a movie, there’s a lot of kissing and it’s like a cult movie classic.  It’s about teenagers in New York but I’m not gonna say any more because I don’t want to spoil it for you.  Yeah, that’s sort of the point.  Why would you kiss someone if you’d feel gross after?

[starrypines-blog]

vicstxne:

“Ligers exist, but I don’t see how they relate to astrology. But hey, I’m not tellin you that you can’t believe in it! I’m just not one to have stars predict my mood or what my lucky number is that day.”

Haha, I thought that one was a myth—– see, so people believe in weird things all the time.  And, you know, I read on Twitter that the ancient Greeks were big on astrology and that’s a good amount of the science they used to do.  Before skeptics were a thing.

[flower-of-slytherin]

“Yeah, I guess.” He chuckled. “I mean Bradley is one of my friends, or at least I think he is.” Finn frowned when he heard about the other boys parents. It was sad to hear about that. Criminals for parents could have been the reason the boys misbehaved or acted supposedly like assholes. It’s still not really an excuse. Him and Jake could have been mad at the world for taking their parents away, but instead they decided to move past it. “Well, Brick and Ben are my roommates. I haven’t seen them around yet, so I guess I am good.” 

“Well, it’s nice to meet you Mabel.” He looked around at the rather empty hallway and then back to her. “So umm… What are you doing in the hallway in the middle of the summer? Or are you just as bored as I was?” Finn laughed again, but there was a little bit of awkwardness in his laugh. “I mean not that you look like the type to get bored easily.”

[starrypines-blog]

“You think he’s one of your friends?  Don’t you think that’s a bad thing, though?” she bit her lip, trying to figure out a better way to explain it.  There really wasn’t a better way, and Mabel went with what she was originally going to say—that is, a whole lot of nothing.  “I don’t know, I don’t think they’re the friend types.  Benedict hangs out with Tara, but I think they mostly hang together, you know?  It’s like me and Dip but way different ‘cause we don’t go around acting tough... or bully people when they don’t fit in, or whatever.  Well~ hopefully being friends with Bradley means you’re safe from that,” she shrugged, not even knowing if that was likely or not.  Hopefully, the optimistic vibe she was putting out was enough to convince him of that.  Even if Mabel didn’t sound as optimistic as usual.

“You too!”  She put on a megawatt smile, glad to be done talking about that.  For once, there wasn’t people milling around the hallway and Mabel backed into her doorway, twisted the doorknob as she was leaning against it.  “Wanna come in?  You’re just a lil’ bit wrong,” she showed him the tiny space between her fingers, no bigger than a nickle.  “I was just about it go to Wendy’s to see if she had anything to cure the boredom, if you catch my drift.  We could play Go Fish or something... Make it like a teen movie experience, there’s a tiny stash in my closet.”

[vicstxne-blog]

“Aw come on, man. Now I know you’re just pullin’ my leg.”

[starrypines-blog]

I’m not, though.  Who’re you to tell me that  astrology isn’t this totally real, scientific thing?  It’s like— what about ligers?

[everaftcrs]

“This is an activity of bonding shared between two friends, yes?”

[starrypines-blog]

Um, kind of.  Only in the Cruel Intentions-way, though—I dunno if it could be considered much of a good thing.

[flower-of-slytherin]

Finn’s eyes scanned for the door with the pig on the whiteboard. A pearly white smile coming to his face as he saw it. It was pretty cute. When his gaze returned to the girl, her cheeks were a pinkish hue. Did he do that? He wasn’t really used to causing a girl to blush, but she looked as though she was. Maybe the hallway was just a little too warm for her and it caused her cheeks to flush. 

“Ummm I cannot remember the number, but it’s with two of the Rowdy brothers.” A small chuckle escaped his throat. “I have already heard a few rumors on what they are like and well even spent time with their brother.” Finn smiled down at her and ruffled his hair a bit. “But anyways, I am Finn. What’s your name?”

[starrypines-blog]

“Oh, I know the Rowdy bros!  Everyone does, but I’ve talked to all three and I think I could give you a pretty good rundown?  Would you mind?”  The question was a courtesy more than anything else and she only paused for a few seconds.  She wasn’t a gossip; not really, and Mabel didn’t like hearing herself talk as much as some people probably assumed, but it was the nice thing to do.  “So the rundown is, they’re from like, a really bad place?  Or their parents are criminals or something.  Yeah—no, their parents are definitely criminals, one of them told me.  And the really nice one’s the one with blond hair.  The other two are kind of assholes, if you get what I mean.  One has like a smirk stapled into his cheeks or something, and that’s Brick.  The one with the reddish hair.  And then the last one’s the meanest, Benedict.  He’s the one with the black hair and I just—I dunno a lot about him, but he’s kinda cute.  Like, don’t touch him, though.  I did once and I’m pretty sure he was ready to punch me.  So, yeah.”

She shrugged, that was probably all the stuff he’d heard before.  Mabel wasn’t listening what else they were up to since summer started, and the gossip that surrounded Network was lost during the summer since there was no class time.  She pushed her hair behind her ear, smiling when he did the same thing.  “I’m Mabel Pines. I, uh, like teen movies and apparently I like gossip a lot.  I promise I don’t, though.”

[andthestevens-blog]

Steven shrugged. “Maybe, who really knows? I do know that they’re delicious though so there’s that.” Nodding his head he agreed. “Sure, I’ll ask around and see if anyone I know wants to join us. You don’t have to do everything yourself, I can bring somethings if you want. I’ve thrown a few before but we did mainly put the “sleep” in sleepover but that’s what we were going for so I think we did okay.” When he was younger Steven had tried multiple times to get the other kids at the boarding house to have a sort of sleepover together which ultimately ended with Steven and a few other kids sprawled out on blankets in the game room more then anything. “Thank you, you’re seem to be pretty nice yourself Mabel. Aw, come on now, everyone can be nice when they want to be.”

[starrypines-blog]

“Yeah but they’re totally not my fave.  I like Fun Dip a lot— but my dad’s kinda banned me from buying it because I used to get really,” she moved her finger around once, “crazy, you know?  So I stick to like Sour Patch stuff now.  Like my roommates saw me on Halloween and stuff and they thought the same thing so, I guess it’s a bad thing?”  She scrunched her nose, remembering how fast she crashed during homework the day after.  Few months impressions weren’t her best, to say the least.  “What do you want to bring?  There’s the little kitchen thing in the dorms so we could probably make, like, microwave s’mores if y’wanna bring chocolate and marshmallows and things like that.  And I’ll teach you the art of, um, staying up all night!  I’m really good at that in a not-insomniac way.”  Mabel shook her hair in front of her face, running a hand through it while Steven talked.  “Yeah, well.  I’m pretty weird, some people don’t really... like that, if you catch my drift.”

[rainbow-kuki]

We could so try those!

Yup. *Kuki digs out a quarter from her pocket and hands it to Mabel* 

[starrypines-blog]

Maybe next time?  If I bump into you in the hallway soon, I’ll definitely grab ‘em.

Can I take it?   Oh, thanks.  So, basically—I’m gonna pocket the quarter and do some reverse psychology stuff on you, ‘cause that way I won’t feel bad about it.  Grunkle Stan says that’s how homeless people get their money but, really.  I think he’s a little jealous.

[starrypines-blog]

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[flower-of-slytherin]

Finn had gone exploring around the campus without Jake, which he had soon realized was a bad decision. Somewhere along the way he had gotten spun around with no clue where he had gotten himself. The puzzled blonde looked around. He didn’t recognize anything. So he assumed it was one of the places he never ventured. Tapping the nearest shoulder, he decided they knew where he was. “Ummm… Is this the girl’s dorm? Because I guess I am lost.”

[starrypines-blog]

Mabel’s favorite haunts were losing their touch by now.  It was the end of her first year at Network but her favorite places were a little her favorite places everywhere else—the Home Ec room was like the craft room her mother never used and her dorm was just as messy as any room she shared with Dipper (on her side, at least).  That wasn’t why she was getting bored, though, and she chalked it up to mid-summer boredom.  That always happened.  It always happened to mess with Mabel’s head, a little more than any alcohol she consumed on the week of the fourth.  She jumped a little at the tap of her shoulder, mouth popping in an ‘O’, like she was somewhere else than two steps away from her dorm.

“Yeah, actually!  That... door with the whiteboard with a pig on it is mine.  Mine and my roommates, you know what I mean.”  She hadn’t looked at him until now, and her cheeks blushed on their own accord.  “Um, haha—yeah.  That’s it.  What’s your dorm number?  Who’re you rooming with, I bet there’s some sick rumors going around about them.”