#(alex.)

[thepossumsaretakingover]

If the “Lil’ Stanley” comic book was in the peanuts style, but no one in universe commented as such, does this imply that Peanuts doesn’t exist in the gravity falls universe? Furthermore, does this imply that in another life, Stanley would have been as successful of a cartoonist as Charles Schulz? With lil’ Stanley being something that, had Stan continued making it, could have been as culturally influential as Peanuts?

[hisirdouxe]

all i need right now is a late night walk with my bsf . we can blast music and. talk. abt life. I miss him

[strcinedhecrts]

LOCATION: the community center. FOR: anyone stuck at the community center.

IT DOESN'T TAKE LONG for alex to assess that in the crowd that was ushered into the community center -- she was one of the only individuals there with some kind of medical background. she doesn't even think about the stress this could cause on one person; it's her job to save lives and she intends to do exactly just that. she does what's in her control, making note of what they need and setting up a bay for the injured in one of the larger rooms away from the common area. all she can do is make yanni proud, wherever he is. the thought had crossed her mind: is he hurt? is he out there and she can't get to him? dio she's a bit more sure about -- considering he rarely leaves his office. even still. it felt like the people of devil's elbow could never fully rest. live their lives without the world around them trying to swallow them whole.

nimble hands work quickly, and she even enlists a couple of other folks with a watchful eye to help her with smaller tasks. does she... have this under control? it's a question she's more asking herself instead of completely believing it. " you wouldn't happen to know if there's another supply closet around here, do you? " the young woman asks a nearby individual in a moment of peace, when most seem to be resting or at ease. alex was already mentally preparing herself to stay awake through the night, even if she knew those closest to her might consider that against her better judgment. " i need to know what we have, so we can ration accordingly before we can get these people to medical. "

[lillyspeakz]

OK OK ONE MORE THING BC I RLLY WANNA SEE HOW YOU WOULD WRITE THIS

piratebur x siren

biddy does NOT believe sorens are real until BAM

storm hits, reader sings to tey and get wil and his crew to safety

UH OH SHIP SINKS!!! Wil is the only survivor

shenanigans ensue

Wait lowkey- let me get thoughts out and see what we think

I’m thinking L’manberg squad as the crew, tragic I know.

The siren puts wil on the land when they save him- I forget if sirens can be on land- i need to do research

Reader purposefully only saves Wilbur

Ok I think I’m cooking

[autumnstar06]

'I'm still your favourite regret'

Bloodsport - Sleep Token

[zachwilde]

📲 ZACH & ALEX.

ZACH: can you believe we can just hang out if we want to? ZACH: that's fucking crazy @alex-leandros

[iridescint]

    . . . i've never craved someone's attention as much as yours .

no one had ever captured the first son's attention like his royal highness, the prince of england. and henry had alex's attention. @loversthe had all of alex's attention. it was becoming a problem because all he ever wanted was to be with henry, and when they weren't together all he could think about was henry. it was a vicious cycle of never having enough of henry and missing henry when he was gone. pieces of him or none of him. but never all of him.

but now, he finally — finally got the prince alone, away from the rest of the people at the event. it was a special kind of torture, watching everyone in the whole fucking country talk to henry and touch henry and enjoy henry's company while alex tried to stay focused on any conversation and keep his eyes from drifting across the room. so yeah, it was a problem. but now . . . he crossed the room in record time, grabbing both sides of henry's face and crashing his mouth into the prince's. "you have my attention. you have had my attention all night. every night. you want it? it's yours," he promised, letting his forehead fall to rest against henry's.