#irosethedead

[bannedinmoststates]

"Hey Grunkle Stan, remember when you wanted to steal that animatronic badger for the shack? Well, I was talking to Grunkle Ford and we made the next best thing! He helped me make that Footbot you told us about once! It's kinda small and actual football games with it can get pretty dangerous, but who /wouldn't/ want to throw their money at a dancing robot, right? Happy Birthday!"

“You- you actually made Footbot?”

“Kid that’s- one of the nicest presents I’ve ever gotten. Thanks-” Stanley smiled, embracing his nephew softly.

[lcttlelost-blog]

+1 found the Girl in White

@irosethedead

“Hey don’t worry about how I died. It.... it really doesn’t matter”

[panickypeachboy]

irosethedead o:

Send me a url and I’ll write some positivity for it. (accepting)

@irosethedead

//DIPPY, i mean DIPPER

//Man I miss ‘em. I just really liked that we were able to start a Pokemon AU together, that’s like the Johto Journeys! But the thing that stands out to me is Dipper and Daisuke’s interactions together. They’re totally like actual bros, which is handy when Mabel isn’t running around!

//I love that they care for each other and also poke fun at each other, like real bros.

//well now they’re on the Bonnie blog (@gottakeepemall) more often, which is fine, cuz they’re ok! and Bonnie is really freakin’ cute.

[rolliesmuses]

@irosethedead  “ Happy birth , ...J*ff. “ he grumbled, shoving a paper bag towards him. 

[bracedkid-blog]

Movies and Ice Cream || @irosethedead

   “Really?       -- This is going to be the best.”

[bracedkid-blog]

   “I want to tell Grenda soooo bad.”

[siixfiingers-blog]

[ @irosethedead ]

           ✒️ ❛ Dipper...? ❜ Cue the older man closing the journal he was reading and scrawling in. It was in the late of the night, much later than he had expected anyone to be awake for. Adjusting his glasses, he turned in his seat to look over at the boy. He had been catching up, and relooking over old entries of his, however the basement was very... stuffy and confining. He had gone up into his room in the Shack, leaving open the door for air circulation. It was the soft pitter patter of feet, and the creaking of the boy leaning against the barrier, causing the hinges to squeak that alerted him of his presence. ❛ What are you doing up so late? I didn’t wake you, did I? ❜

[bracedkid-blog]

                          @irosethedead joined the Fun Fest

   “Dipper, I’m not going to survive high school.        I’ll be the weird girl.”