#will continue this

[minamotosousuke]

Okay I have an interesting timeline in the works:

1. Natsuhiko tells Kou that he needs to kill No.6 and become a supernatural to save Nene. Kou also deduces he can save Mitsuba this way, but he’s interested regardless.

2. Severance happens, and he loses Mitsuba again.

3. Starts sincerely thinking about Natsuhiko’s advice, even asks Teru what he’d do if Kou became a Supernatural. Spends his nights staying up and mourning what is now the third time he’s lost Mitsuba- fantasizes about joining him as a supernatural.

4. Prompts Nene by asking about her plans for her and Hanako post-reunion. He’s already onboard for becoming a supernatural and living with Mitsuba forever… so surely she is too? No, she’s not. He immediately shuts up.

[angrymongol01-archived]

@kozutenshi @danibby ;))

[hazelolive]

Alright im adding addition into the kera Damien saga because i found some extra time lying around since i to my knowledge have to go into work a hour later then I thought.

Its set literally 30 minutes after the one pinned at the top of my page in purgatory hall.

"Are you going to put me down yet."

Kera said still slung over his shoulder. Having given up her wiggling and thrashing and now just lazingly laying over his shoulder.

"When I get to my new room ill let you down."

"You realize I couldve freed myself at any moment right?"

"Oh really now?"

"Yes but ive been being considerate but if you dont put me down soon i may just set your but on fire because this is starting to make my stomach sore."

"Kera is that you?"

She recgonized that young sounding voice anywhere.

"Damien you might want to put me down now."

"What why?"

Kera didnt exaclty see luke walk into the room but could tell imeadlty when he was there because she heard a shout.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH KERA! unhand her this moment you vile Demon!"

She heard a oof and damien grip on her lessened long enough for her to worm her way off his shoulder.

"What the heck was that for!"

"Thanks luke high five!"

"Kera....." he said with a slight hurt puppy dog expression rubbing his knee.

"Hey look I told you to put me down mutiple times but you wouldnt listen."

"She heard a small chuckle then looked up to see Simeon had walked into the room."

"Whats going on here?"

"A strange demon was holding Kera Hostage!"

"Is that so?"

"Yeah!"

"Kera mind filling me in?"

"Luke isnt wrong. He is a strange demon that wassssss holding me hostage on his shoulder but Ive known this strange demon for a whille now. Hes a childhood friend."

"I thought the brothers where the first demons you meant though?"

"I thought that to but I can explain that later."

Damien so far just kind stood there not really knowing what to do. He was one minute having fun teasing kera and going to where he was going to be living for awhile. And now hes was just standing here awkardly with a throbbing knee watching Kera converse with what he was guessed was two of the other exchange students.

"So hes going to be staying here then?" Simeon said.

"Yep starting tomorrow hes going to be enrolled in school and hes going to be living here."

"I dont know if I him." Luke said tapping his fingers together.

"Aw luke give him a chance you may start to like him-"

"Well I dont know if i like you either humph!"

Kera proceeded to walk over to him and smacked him lightly on the arm.

"Damien hes a child."

"Tell that to my shin!"

"Youll be find tell you what ill get you some ice for it and you can regall me with the story of how you got here/found me in the first place." She said as she helped the slightly injured demon boy to the place hed be staying.

"Things might start getting more interesting around here." Simeon said under his breath.

[neo-discourse]

OH MY GOD IM FUCKING LIVID.

Some one on twitter is calling some people disgusting and gross for simply stating that they think that lgbtqia is too long and he/him lesbians are invalid. They’re calling them problematic. What the fuck twitter.

I’m fine with people having different opinions but saying that there gross and disgusting for having these opinions. Bro that’s not good.

[clownimatronic]

i think i’m cursed i feel it ever since i left the marketplace on friday nothing good has happened since friday afternoon 

[harmony283]

[Gravity Falls] Dream Catcher

Characters: Bill Cipher, Dipper Pines (mentioning of other characters too) Word Count: 698 [max: 700, min: 300] A/N: Okay this started out as another ‘try to get to the word count’ practice exercise...things. Then it turned into something I actually liked, so there might be more of this in the near future? I am REALLY NEW to the Gravity Falls fandom (and actually really, really nervous about posting this? Normally I don’t actually write fanfiction this...early on...when I’m into something) so hopefully my characterization is okay? And also sorry if this plot has been done before. It probably has and I just haven’t seen it yet. Uhm other than that --enjoy? And thank you Kasey for beta-reading this for me even though you don’t know much about Gravity Falls!

Bill Cipher did not like dream catchers. Not many people believed in them anymore, so he didn’t have to worry much about them on any given night –but when he did? It made his bright yellow singe to a deep crimson red. It was Shooting Star who suggested it initially, after their second night back at the shack. Pine Tree had had a string of increasingly worse nightmares--all formulaic. He was in the forest. Monster appeared. Monster gave chase. Pine Tree got mauled, eaten, fell off a cliff or various other completely plausible happenstances occurred that ended in him waking up in a cold sweat) that kept him up most of the night. “Maybe it’ll help!” She’d held out the blue and white dream catcher with various feathers and beads dangling from the bottom of it. “Try putting it over your head as you sleep and see if the bad dreams don’t go away?” It was amusing at first because Pine Tree had seemed so hesitant. But then the hesitancy was gone and he quickly pinned it to the cork board over his bed. If Bill had any say-so he would burn the thing to ashes. He would scream at how silly and complicated they were being. That those things were only holders. They didn’t actually disperse the dreams. In fact, in the hands of people like them they were dangerous. Not that his little saplings knew that precious bit of information, and he wasn’t going to tell them either. Or maybe he would. He was good at lying, after all. It was second nature to him (first being any and all kinds of mind manipulation). He could simply drop in a small bit of truth and wrap the rest in a pretty little lie that would get Pine Tree burning the thing for him. After all, with that dream catcher in place (and sufficient belief in its abilities) Bill could no longer access those particular dreams and he did love messing with Pine Tree. He only had precious few months to do it in, too. He had to condense it, push a little harder. Even one missed dream was a waste. So the dream catcher? Had to go. But how?His chance came two days later (two days too late as far as he was concerned. That was two nights of perfectly good dreams now wasted). Pine Tree was finally alone, after spending his time either constantly in his twins’ presence, or in the presence of one of the other shack members. It wasn’t as though Bill couldn’t have easily handled them and separated the Pine Tree, but he actually wanted to convince the Pine Tree to do something he wanted, which meant that threatening his friends was probably not the best idea. Bill had watched eagerly as Pine Tree slipped out of bed early, leaving his sister snoring as he gathered up his backpack (filled with supplies, including a newer journal) and headed for the woods. It didn’t take him long to stumble out past where he usually stopped. Bill waited until Pine Tree was pulling up some strange looking flower and jotting down notes about it, before snapping his fingers, the area around them instantly bleeding to grey. He could hear Pine Tree gasp, and he laughed when the poor kid stumbled over a root. “Hiya, Pine Tree!” His voice echoed as he floated down to where Pine Tree was now almost-cowering. “Long time no see! Oh wait—that’s not right. I see everything, remember?!” The Pine Tree flinched at his voice, before oddly, pushing himself up from the ground and using his notebook as a shield. “What do you want, Cipher?” Oh? That was no fun. Kid was growing a backbone. “What? No hello? It’s been so long, kid!” He hovered closer, before pulling out his cane and jabbing the boy in the chest with it. “Show me some manners why don’t you?” “And why should I do that?” “Cuz I need a favor.” May as well get straight to the point. The boy lowered the notebook slightly. “And why would I help you?” Well, this would be fun to explain wouldn’t it?

[rrassoul]

saw the smallest pink dick in my life today. i didn't believe it. wednesday's class is a good one to go to high.