#ramblesanddragons

[artsymeeshee]

Happy Birthday!!!! Don't worry too much about the 30s. They're not that bad. Just take care of your back lol.

Thank you! :D

Yeah the back pain is real and a rude reminder lol

[16magnolias]

"Mirabel and Camilo stood side by side, their mouths hanging open in shock.

They hadn’t caught Ratón Pérez.

They’d caught their Tío Bruno."

From (Not So) Silent Night, a Secret Santa gift for @ramblesanddragons. Merry Christmas, Rambles!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

December 21st, 1941. 7:37 a.m. At that moment, six-year-old Mirabel Madrigal was absolutely certain of two things: 1. Ratón Pérez was genuinely, one hundred percent real, and: 2. She was going to help Camilo catch him.

Home-Alone inspired shenanigans ensue, and they don't quite catch who they were expecting to.

[phantomrose96]

I’ve been following you since Gravity Falls days. How many viral posts have you made by this point? I lost count. 😅

oh buddy you and me both

also depends how you define viral. if you wanna lowball it and say like, posts over 20k notes. no clue. i would not even be able to ballpark. random >20k note posts show up in my activity which I do not remember making.

if you really mean viral like screen-shotted and spread around other websites... also no clue. that info doesnt come back to me unless someone tells me. i know that boba tea post killed it on final fantasy twitter. along with one of my arcane posts. candy hair saga got a really popular imgur cross-posting. my friends have seen me on the front page of reddit before. the reddit situation is funny cuz i browse reddit frequently and probably like... a dozen times now? ive just been scrolling and suddenly my own icon pops up and michael cera oh that's me voice.

but also i am very happy this is all small potatoes in the broad scheme of Internet Fame. I am not a Recognizable Name and thank god I am not Brand Worthy. this is a niche hobby and just hits the bar of fun-fact-worthy for me to tell friends about.

[graboidfarmer]

@ramblesanddragons Absolutely!

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“Hey, go easy on those chips,” says Ford, shooting an admonishing look at his brother, who is currently standing at the wheel of the Stan o’ War II. “Our food has to last us until we get to Yarmouth.”

Stan glares up at his twin, perched on the roof of the boat, adjusting the mounted VHF antenna. “We’d have a lot more money for food if we hadn’t gotten thrown out of that casino in Halifax,” he points out, his fist crammed into a box of Chipackerz. “Bunch of snooty Canadians.”

“And whose fault was that?” Ford retorts, cursing under his breath as he wrestles with the equipment. “I was just minding my own business, and collecting intel on local monster legends. You’re the one who got caught counting cards.”

“I blame modern technology,” says Stan, his mouth spraying crumbs all over the deck. “Damn security cameras are taking jobs from hard-working pit bosses.”

Ford simply rolls his eyes. There’d be no use in mentioning that they had no need of money. Stan’s always on the lookout for an opportunity to rake in some dough.

He climbs down from the roof and lands lightly on his feet. “Not to worry, we’ll be at the next port soon enough,” he says. “But not until we find this Cape Sable serpent I’ve been reading so much about. Where are we, anyway?”

Stan consults the GPS on his phone. “Nearly there. The island should be just on the other side of this… peninsula thingy.”

Sure enough, off in the distance, Ford can just make out the hazy outline of Cape Sable Island, off the southwest coast of Nova Scotia. He’s been excited to investigate this little island since he first heard about it in an unassuming bar in a seaside town. In 1976, there were three separate sightings of a fearsome beast in the waters surrounding the island, all within a week of each other. At first Ford dismissed the accounts as exaggeration — drunk fishermen embellishing each other’s stories for notoriety. Until he heard that a creature matching their descriptions was spotted in the same waters last week.

As Stan brings the boat close to the shore and begins trawling, Ford dons his custom gloves, lifts the lid from one of the storage lockers, and retrieves the fish chum he got from a local bait shop and proceeds to spread it over the surface of the water, hoping the scent will coax the creature to them.

He hears a snort, and looks over to find Stan chuckling to himself. “Imagine if Pa could see us now,” he says. “Throwing fish guts in the water to attract sea monsters on the ass end of Nova Scotia.”

Ford grins. “We’re independently wealthy. We can do whatever the hell we want.”

“Correction: you’re independently wealthy. I’m just a scam artist and a freeloader.”

“Don’t say that,” Ford snaps, his voice unintentionally sharp. “Your contributions have been vitally helpful, Stanley. If it wasn’t for your nautical expertise, we never would have made it this far. Besides,” he adds as his twin opens his mouth to protest, “your worth is not contingent on any knowledge or abilities you may or may not possess.”

He claps his hand on his shoulder. “Forget whatever Pa told you. You’re my brother. That alone makes you invaluable.”

A slow, hesitant smile spreads over Stan’s face. “Thanks, Sixer,” he says, swiping a finger under his glasses. “You know you got chum all over my jacket.”

The smell on the deck of the Stan o’ War is absolutely revolting, but it’s all worth it when the water behind the boat begins to ripple, and a wide head on a long neck rises from the surface to watch them curiously. As Ford and Stan take turns tossing bits of fish to the hungry sea serpent, they laugh and trade friendly barbs with each other.

To hell with Filbrick Pines.

[bennydwight]

Oh please Stan and/or Ford in “Fistfight with god” because they have a they would again.

Oh sweet mercy, I'm so sorry this took so long but:

Let's immortalize this moment, shall we?

Thank you for the prompt! It was fun to pick up my tablet again!

Experiments: dynamic poses, background, layer effects, backlight

[bunjywunjy]

Per that last fox post I always heard a joke that foxes are like cat software running on dog hardware.

we joke about that, but foxes 100% aren’t like cats either! they’re their own thing and can’t really be compared to any other animal in terms of body language. 

m...meow?

people who say that more seriously are either completely unfamiliar with cat body language, or are conflating the two due to their slit-pupiled eyes, which I’ve talked about before!

[mandaloriandragontrainer]

Requests? If you can logic it Stan and Ford meet Tony. Stan and Tony would probably gush over cars or something.

I hope you like it! I tried to work cars in 😁

Word count: 169

“Isn’t she something?” Stan crooned, his eyes practically cartoon hearts as he gazed adoringly at the screen.

“Pepper Potts?” Mabel teased, playfully jabbing her grunkle’s ribs. It was family movie night, and the twins decided to get Ford up to date on Marvel. Naturally, they started with the original Iron Man.

“That Audi…” Stan replied, practically drooling.

“It wasn’t that impressive close up. I found the color rather offensive,” Ford noted.

Mabel blinked at him. “Wait, you were—huh?” She gasped and squealed. “Oooh, did you meet Robert Downey Jr.!? Is he as handsome in real life?”

“Not the actor. But I did meet Tony Stark. In Dimension 616. Quite arrogant,” Ford clicked his tongue in distaste, blissfully unaware of the irony.

Dipper swung around, eyes nearly bulging out of his head. “Wait… Marvel is real!? In another dimension!?!”

Ford shrugged. “It would appear so. Wouldn’t be the strangest thing I encountered.”

Mabel shot up from her seat. “DIPPER, YOU GOTTA HELP ME REBUILD THE PORTAL!!! I GOTTA MARRY THOR!!!”

Send me prompts for 200-words-or-less drabble!

[doubutsu-no-mori]

Do you have the Creator Code for the magic circle you’re sitting on in the Katrina post? I love it!

oh damn lmao that is an actual rug model I modified in the game

You’re free to try and convert the texture into parts of a custom pattern though

I suggest 9 patterns since that's how big the rug is