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Conspiracies and Jelly Donuts || Tipper

Swynlake was... relatively back to normal. Terence was relatively back to normal, too. He most certainly missed the whole part of it where you dreamed of a completely unrelated world, only to wake up the next morning with slightly traumatic memories and experiences you never lived. It almost felt nostalgic.

And so did most other things, except they were slightly different. When he was out in the streets, he saw familiar faces. But some others that were completely unknown, and some that even had changed so much that they felt unfamiliar. It was an odd thing to come back to when you'd been in the same town all your life prior to leaving it for the first time ever.

Another thing that was familiar but not quite? Dipper. Terence's relationship with Dipper was, as he liked to think, friendly and genuine. They were far from the boyfriends that were — particularly because they no longer were boyfriends — but he liked to think that, at some point, that possibility might come to pass once again, considering his own feelings toward the other.

And yet? There'd been radio silence once more. They didn't quite text every day, and most of the time, Terence felt like he had to use Shark as an excuse to do so. This time around, he'd actually managed to arrange a visit a few days before, and prepared accordingly.

By the time he arrived to the building, the sparrow man brought with himself a box with freshly baked goods and some new decor for Shark's tank. Proud of that, he had no problem knocking the door to Dipper's apartment. And after it not being answered, he reached for the handle and... it was unlocked?

"Hello? Dipper! Are you home?" he called out, sticking only his head into the gap between the wall and the door as he pushed it open. "...Dipper?"

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[oliversaluki]

Home Sweet Home {Ollie & Dipper}

Moving in for another semester wasn't horrible. Ollie came with his clothes a guitar a bunch of trinkets including one stuffed otter tucked away in a box never to see the light until he was safely stored in Ollie's room.

But he didnt have to move much furniture a thing here or there but coming into someone else's living space was good not having to throw out ones back.

It didnt work as well when you had to considering existing friendships and rules that ollie was going to have to follow. (Mind you for living with a roommate before he barely spent any time there considering his own family drama.)

This semester would be different. Ollie would have the roommate experience. 

Wait do you knock or just try the door? Standing infront of the room Ollie shouldered his bag knocking on the door.

"Hey I'm Oliver Saluki? Your new roommate?" Great Ollie why sound so unsure

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[alwcys-with-you]

Poking the Gryphon | Souper

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Sora really had been minding his own business. Mostly minding his own business. He was on his way to go meet Mabel. That was the plan anyway. Did he see that plan going off the rails quite the way it did? Absolutely not. 

So what happened was this: Sora was heading over toward the university, figuring he might find Mabel over there. As he was making his way over, he thought he heard a strange noise. And since he was in this unfamiliar town full of magic and weird things happening, well...he figured he ought to go investigate.

And that’s when things went a little topsy turvy. Sora caught a glimpse of a creature and he couldn’t believe his eyes. His inner voice, that often sounded a lot like his best pal Riku told him that he should be careful. But Sora ignored that inner voice, pushing forward with all the curiosity of a child eager to find out just what was happening.

Soon enough he was face to face with a gryphon, with beautiful wings and a curious tail and it was the most interesting thing he’d seen since popping through the portal. “Woaaaah.” It looked so real, but it couldn’t be...could it? Sora found it hard to believe, and so he stepped closer (ignoring the squawk of displeasure) and before he could rethink it (or listen to that voice again) he sort of...poked the thing. 

The one thing he remembered before the animal lunged at him was that it was sort of soft. And then hell broke loose and Sora found himself running back the way he’d come, spotting a guy heading the opposite direction and gesturing wildly with his hands. “N-not this way! Not this way! Run run run!”

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Demons & Dejavu - Boo&Dipper

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The idea of having a peer mentor drummed up a mixture of feelings for Mary. She could recognize that a peer might be a much less risky way of learning things she couldn’t easily find, but on the other end, Mary wasn’t an expert communicator. Mary had a tendency to fumble with her words sometimes, to speak her mind without fear more than people liked or to just not know what normal people talked about. It had been a difficult thing to wrap her head around coming to Swanlyke and learning people don’t like talking openly about death, cruelty or danger. That and they had no sense of humour, most of them couldn’t handle a morbid joke. Mary danced around topics of destruction or violence like it was a gorgeous picnic on a warm summer day. She understood why people sometimes thought she was a bit of a freak. 

She had picked a spot to meet up in the student lounge. It had soft cushion chairs and several work tables that were surprisingly empty. She guessed not many people wanted to spend their extra hours stuck on campus. 

Mary stood when he walked in, the polite thing to do as far as she understood. She’d planned out her words. She’d extend her hand for a handshake, introduce herself than sit back down and they’d get to know each other. She only made it a few steps into her process, extending a hand and starting to introduce herself when she got a weird feeling suddenly down her spine. “Hi, I’m Mary, but-” She had this strange feeling that she’d seen his face before, but she couldn’t place where. She was trying not to stare, catching herself off guard. “But, um, most people just call me Boo.” 

She couldn’t shake the feeling, she had to ask. “Do, uh, do I know you from somewhere?”  

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Ready To Get Shrunk || Tipper

The day had come. Terence had suggested to take Dipper into the Hollow proper to take a look at the Archives and, for some reason, they wound up planning to look around the place and even visit Terence’s family. That was very unexpected, but the sparrow man had said yes, and Dipper seemed happy with it.

So there was Terence, waiting at the edge of the forest. He had a messenger back strapped over his shoulder and was leaning on a tree. He’d arrived earlier than arranged, just like always, to make sure he was there right on time.

He had a plan in mind already, and everything was ready to smoothly get Dipper in and out safely. It wasn’t a big deal, considering what magic the baker had at his disposal. he was still infinitely more worried about the whole meeting-the-parents thing. He’d never done that.

As he heard footsteps, Terence’s focus switched and he smiled at Dipper’s silhouette in the distance, offering a silent wave in his direction.

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[bakingxsparrowman]

[BDRPVDTE] - A Lover’s Quest || Tipper

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Not long after talking about having a big adventure in the near future, one managed to materialize.

While visiting the Pixie Hollow Archives for the weekend, Terence helped out his father find some information on a particular, centuries-unused method for pixie dust distribution, originally developed by the fairies of the Hollow of Eryri.

While the infamous legend of the extinct party fairy community of Eryri was common knowledge within the working community of Pixie Hollow, it was more often seen as a fairy fairy tale more than anything.

But Terence’s father had found a lead in an old family document that led him to believe that he could find more information on this lost civilization’s methods, and thus, put himself to work.

Needless to say, the sparrow men’s search was mostly a failure, but Terence found something anyway: There were tales of a mysterious, valuable magic vault kept deep within the fairies’ lands, in what was now known as Snowdonia.

And since Snowdonia was a four hour drive, give or take, from Swynlake, he thought it’d be worth it to check it out.

And so there he was! It was Valentine’s Day, but this time there would be no restaurant date or anything normal like that. No, this time, he’d be taking Dipper on an adventure! To ancient fairy ruins!

It was early in the morning when Terence pulled up close to Dipper’s dorm building. He’d borrowed Zarina’s old Mini Cooper and loaded it with enough supplies to last them the road, a picnic, and stuff like blankets and pillows. Just in case.

The blond leaned against the car and texted his boyfriend he was already there, and smiled at the thought of the road ahead.

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Building Up || Tipper

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The Blue Oven had spent a few days undergoing a forced remodelling. Ever since the incident involving a certain witch’s kitchen magic, Terence and Zarina - who was definitely not thrilled - had put all their efforts into getting the bakery back into shape.

See, the way wooden tables and shelves lined the kitchen and bakery itself made it so that most of them wound up unusable, as well as some of the kitchen utensils. The front windows had also broken, but they’d been the first thing to be replaced. The oven was, thankfully, pretty much okay.

That said, there was a ton to be done! Terence had brought in the brand-new wooden shelves for the main room of the bakery early in the morning, and was starting to put them together. Thankfully, he’d enlisted the help of Dipper to hurry up the process and just maybe finish everything in time to open up the next day.

Also, he hoped Dipper knew at least a little bit of carpentry and things like that, because the sparrow man sure wasn’t a master at it.

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The First Time || Tipper

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Dipper and Terence’s relationship had existed for a few months now. While they’d definitely gotten together thanks to a pretty unusual series of events, and they’d been forced to face obstacles that made things difficult, the sparrow man liked to think they were doing pretty well. After all, they’d just visited Terence’s family, and his mother seemed to approve of Dipper. Much more than she approved of Terence, at the very least.

And yet, there were still things they had to explore in the relationship. Terence knew Dipper wasn’t exactly experienced in relationships with other men, and so he’d generally been taking things slower than usual. Also because, unlike past relationships, this one felt much more real to him and he didn’t want to mess things up.

However, time had passed, and this particular day seemed to have aligned in a particular way. Dipper had told Terence that Maui wouldn’t be around all day and had invited him over for the afternoon. 

It sounded like a good oportunity to try out new things together, so Terence fixed himself up real nice, set up a great romantic playlist (you know, just in case!) and went prepared in every sense of the word. He’d also been trying to set the mood by being extra flirty in his texts that day.

Right on time, Terence knocked on Dipper’s door, filled with confidence, wearing his best button-down shirt and having brushed his hair in just a bit more stylish way than usual.