make a little doodle page of yourself or a character sheet ((if something hasn’t been requested yet))
WORKING ON THIS BY THE WAY. CURRENTLY FORCING MY VESSEL TO MAKE AS MUCH ART OF ME AS THEY CAN TO FULFILL THE ONE AND ONLY ACTUAL FUCKING REQUEST GIVEN BY THE 100 PEOPLE HERE
mi mi mi mi mi
How do you cope with the unending void you feel after you finish your favorite show Gravity Falls
I BADLY NEED A PRINT OF THIS BEAUTIFUL, TRAUMATIZED MAN
Meet Me in the Woods ⚠️
“denied the catharsis of punishment” is an underappreciated but hugely effective narrative consequence imo
Ford overhearing you talking to a dog and getting borderline jealous. But you’re literally baby-talking to the max like
Awww who’s a little itty bitty baby? Mr. Peanut, just a tiny boy. *sound of many forehead kisses* He’s my handsome little guy!
And he’s simultaneously embarrassed that he is getting SO bothered by it but also thinking, “Why don’t they talk to me like that?”
I made these cursed pages for Chapter 5 of Till Weirdmageddon Do Us Part [Bill Cipher x Female Reader], a totally normal(!) rom-com where you "accidentally" marry a triangle and now your life is held together with sarcasm, eldritch glitter, and emotional damage lasagna.
Font by: ~ Chloe ~ !!!
Featuring: Poor decision-making, interdimensional marriage drama, passive-aggressive eggplants(?), Ford Pines experiencing seventeen emotions and repressing eighteen, Bill making inappropriate jokes, a reader with morals (not good ones), *cough cough* probably some smut along the way + ROMANCE (questionable)
get in the car ford
read on ao3 Rating: Teen & Up Type: Multi-chapter Chapter: Quantumly Yours (1/9) Tags: Ford Pines/Reader; Strangers to Penpals; Strangers to Disgruntled Peers; Strangers to Vague Respect to Oh-No-They're-Hot; Gender Neutral Reader; No pronouns used (as any accurate descriptor); Inaccurate Technology for Sake of Plot; Additional Tags to be Added Summary: "The idea of thirty years' worth of mail is bothersome, and now it just feels like an overcast reminder of just how many bridges he has burned. But it feels obtusely preemptive to just be rid of them all on the spot. Maybe there are genuine pieces of correspondence in there. Peers. Professors. Professionals. People who wanted to engage in dialogue with him -- surely not all of them would be so egregiously casual in tone as the initial one. When he is alone again, Ford reaches down, pulls the letter from the bin, and rereads it." While taking a break, you ship yourself up to Gravity Falls for a few months, definitely for the fresh air and definitely not to coincidentally cross paths with your unintended penpal of the past few months. The universe grants your wish: you do meet him. Under perhaps the worst set of circumstances.
Stanford really went for 12 PhDs just to find a moment to brag and tell someone he has a PhD for every finger he had.
PLEASE check out the original post by the genius @jellybeanjo and the insanely funny replies made by everyone. Genuinely one of the best gf posts ever made.
Reblogs by @jellybeanjo, @aroace-get-out-of-my-face, @coldbronzemoon and myself :D
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