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Alcor doesn’t know why Maddie greats Toby with a hug every time he come’s (home) over. He definitely didn’t tell her that how you greet your brother. No what could have given you that impression. She probably learned it a school. Yes, school that makes sense. Right.
the sarcasm in this post gives mod s life
Happy Birthday TAU; thanks for making grad school bearable and introducing me to some of my bestest friends.
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Henry looked up to see four highly expectant sets of eyes on him.
“You’re not feeling funny are you?” Dipper asked.
Henry thought about it.
“My teeth hurt and I’d really rather not finish this bag.”
“BUT YOU GOT TO,” Grenda pointed out.
Candy nodded. “We need to know for science.”
Henry sighed, then leaned his head back and dumped the rest of the bag into his mouth before he could talk himself out of it.
Everyone waited with bated breath for a long minute, except for Henry, who was trying not to puke from shoving sugar powder into his throat without any water.
Finally, Mabel asked, “Are you seeing the dogs?”
Henry shook his head.
“What about the Rainbow Kingdom?”
“Afraid not.”
Mabel grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him in a way that she thought was gentle but just jostled his abused stomach more. “WHERE IS AOSHIMA?”
“Mabel, honey, I’m going to throw up if you don’t stop.”
Dipper gently pulled his sister back. “We gotta face the facts Mabel. Henry is Smile Dip-proof.”
“I’m… Henry, I’m so sorry.”
“I think I’ll be okay Mabel.” But still she looked utterly dejected so he went on. “But perhaps Stan isn’t?”
Mabel’s face broke into a wicked grin, to match the one that her brother, the literal demon, also wore.
“Oh that’s an excellent idea. Grenda, can you and Candy hold Stan down?”
“YES BECAUSE I DON’T SKIP ARM DAY.”
Candy glared at Grenda. “We’ve talked about this before; different gym routines work for different people-”
The four of them hurried out of the room, leaving Henry alone in peace and quiet. Since there was no way he’d be getting up for the next hour without puking, he might as well take the rare opportunity to steal the TV for himself. Now where was that remote…?
“I’m over here!” said the remote from inside the couch cushions.
“Thank you.”
(he didn’t remember the Food Network ever being so…. technicolor. And none of the food looked even remotely able to be eaten by humans. Weird.)
Do Henry or the Triplets ever manage to have time travel adventures?
“So.”
Ugh. Acacia hated when Hank used that tone on her.
Hank pushed his glasses up on his nose.
“You think it’s a good idea to go with this weird guy-”
“Blendin Blenjamin Blandin!”
“-the weird guy who accidentally killed Time Baby.”
“I did not kill Time Baby, Time Baby did not die and further more-”
Hank shot Blandin a look he totally stole from Dad. Acacia was surprised that it worked.
“Anyway, you think it’s a good idea to go with him to, what was it?”
“GLOBNOR!!!!!”
Mom mentioned Blandin having a mute button, why didn’t she say where it was?
“Come on Hank!” she pleaded. “Remember all the games Mom and Uncle Dipper mentioned? The lightcycle races? The hot dog eating contests? Testing your mettle against monsters from across the galaxy? Five dimensional chess? Doesn’t that sound cool?”
“It sounds dangerous,” Willow finally chimed in, plopped in her bean bag chair and reading a magazine.
Acacia huffed. “Okay, doesn’t it sound fun?”
Hank shook his head. “For two seconds until you remember that Mom and Dad would ground us forever.”
Willow looked up from her magazine at Acacia with a slightly vacant stare. Acacia tried not to squirm. When Willow looked at people like that…she usually was seeing things that people didn’t want her to see.
Finally, Willow looked back down and flipped a page. “I think your version of fun is different from ours Caci.”
Time for the big guns. “Don’t either of you want a time wish? That’s, that’s a big fucking deal right?”
Hank snorted. “Our uncle is a demon. Why do we need a time wish?”
Not looking up from her article, Willow said, “Look, just admit you want to get into a fight, and you’ll be a lot happier.”
“I- what?” What? That was totally not the reason. Not at all! Acacia couldn’t believe that her own sister said that.
“Are any of you coming?” Blendin asked.
“Unlike these boring babies, I am!” Acacia looked at her siblings to see if her sick burn landed, and was disappointed to see neither of them were looking at her.One last chance. “Aren’t you all worried about me going off on my own?”
Hank was fishing under his bed for something. “I’m worried about the massive grounding you’re going to get.”
Willow finished her magazine, and leaned over to get another one from the pile. “I’m worried you’re going to come back covered in other people’s blood.”
“That is a highly specific concern!” Blendin said, completely unnecessarily.
Acacia rolled her eyes. “Whatever, let’s just go.”
(she had never had more fun, never felt more alive. And when Uncle Dipper finally appeared to get her, she had no idea why her saying that made him turn ghost pale.
Willow was right. She did have blood all over her darnit.)
The Transcendence AU has eaten my brain, so here, have a ficlet.
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Mabel’s sitting in the middle of several heaps of clothing tossed into and over an open suitcase, trying to decide whether to pack her day-glo green sweater with the fluffy white cat and the slogan “Are You Kitten Me?” or the pink-and-purple striped sweater with the pattern of bright yellow shooting stars, when her brother falls unceremoniously out of thin air face-down into a pile of clothes right in front of her. Mabel watches for a moment to see if he’ll move, and when he doesn’t, she reaches out to give his shoulder a shake.
The instant her hand makes contact with his shoulder, Dipper groans and rolls over, bobbing up out of the pile of clothes to hover in midair. Mabel frowns at the way random patches of inky black, patterned with sizzling gold lines, appear and dissolve over her twin’s small form. That’s weird, too - he hardly ever appears as a twelve-year-old these days, preferring to look the same age as she is. “Are you all right?”
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HC: The "Don Pines" thing started as a joke, the people that hang around Hank most and are close enough friends to do it started calling him Don and bowing or kissing his hand as a greeting to mess with him. He got used to it and it became a running thing, and then one of the others saw it and was like "Holy crap this is a mob guys we've accidentally joined a mob" and then everyone started doing it. Dipper once showed up, called him Don Pines and kissed his ring in front of everyone.
He does it in front of some n00bs too, and Hank looks at the way too overawed look in their eyes that is going to take forever to get rid of and god damnit Uncle Dipper
Meeting A Star
Close friends and family see Dipper’s object form for the first time.
On AO3 // On FF.net
Mabel
Mabel stared at her brother, blinking slowly. He blinked back with a single eye, tiny little pipe cleaner arms shifting restlessly.
This was new.
Part of Mabel was screaming, huddling down inside her sweater, memories of a a triangle and her brother’s screams echoing inside her head.
The rest was seeing through her brother’s bravado, his attempt at pretending everything was okay, as if he wasn’t upset about this development.
“…you think this is permanent?” she asked after a few minutes had passed, needing to say something but this time worried about saying something that would send both of them spiraling out of control and knowing she had to be the adult in this situation despite their parents being just downstairs because they wouldn’t be any help right now and that wasn’t fair to her but it was the truth.
The joking could come later, to make them both feel better.
“No, I’m just too tired to stay human shaped,” her brother answered, thankfully, both of them relieved by his answer. “I think how I usually look is my default form now, and this is sort of…a power saving mode? I’m still working on the details.”
Mabel nodded as Dipper spoke, doing her best to hide how freaked she’d been. He could see her moods now, faintly, so he had to know, but it didn’t mean she had to be obvious about it. Now that she was calming down, though…well…her brother was pretty cute as a star.
But he was also still pretty obviously upset about this. Well, that couldn’t stand! It was time to unleash the Power of Mabel!
“Wait here, broseph,” she said, gesturing with both hands outspread. “Just hang out in here and wait.”
Impatiently, and more than a little nervously, Dipper waited. He knew Mabel loved and accepted him, but…what ifs kept playing through his mind, and he began to float back and forth across the room, the closest he could come to pacing while like this.
This was going to be a long wait.
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walk walk fashion baby
Put the cast of Reincarnation Blues in outfits of increasing degrees of fanciness for fun (billion years of hard labor)
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Additional lineups under the cut
what a creep!
video version under cut
in-laws! in-laws! in-laws! in-laws! in-laws!
Big fan of when people don't get along
Used these color palettes by @ultrainfinitepit, probably could have picked ones with better contrast but ngl also picked them based on names. All are based on scenes from Reincarnation Blues and Something Borrowed, Something Blues
Specific color palettes and textless versions under the cut
Mira made them wear the shirt
Also trying my hand at Toby designs
Put some women in suits and men in dresses
Reincarnation Bluesverse + Will Wood lyrics
1.1 & 1.2 (couldn't decide which I liked better so have two of them) & 2
Fic: @reblogincarnation-blues's The Mirrored Heart chapter 1
Song: ... well, better than the alternative
3
Fic: @marypsue's What Friends Are For
Song: BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA
4 & 5
Fic: @marypsue's Something Borrowed, Something Blues chapter 17
Song: Mr. Capgras Encounters a Secondhand Vanity: Tulpamancer's Prosopagnosia/Pareidolia (As Direct Result of Trauma to the Fusiform Gyrus)
Kept these very fast and loose to try to break out of a creative slump. Based more off of vibes than silly trivial things like canon and facts and anatomy. None of these should be taken literally or metaphorically or physiologically or radiologically. Twice divorced gray eyesed Ian still lives rent free in my head sorry
just hanging out and watching the sky
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couldn't finish anything in time for the 10-year anniversary but uhhhh here's a little guy! He's looking at you 0.0
ok wait I have one more wip I can offer up for Alcor's government birthday
Another Gravity Falls Transcendence AU screencap edit!
This
Was thinking about the movie late night with the devil and thought it would be hilarious if a late night tv show summoned alcor to appear on the talk show. Dipper, while wanting to strangle the host for such a stupid request, decides to play along and actually gives a charismatic persona to the show and is a gracious and funny guest. Of course he spooks and mildly threatens the host but nothing further and doesn't immediately ask for payment. After all, alcor now has a "connection" to anyone who wants to achieve fame quick by getting a late night spot. However, now in alcors debt, the show HAS to put on the acts no matter how bad.
yes i need this