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tswwwit · 8 months

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Just imagining Dipper's parents finally trying to get their shit together and rekindle their relationship with the twins after several years of almost no contact, only to show up in town and 1. Dipper doesn't recognize them at first, and 2. When they remind him who they are, his brain scrambles for a second because, in his head, his "Dad" is already in the shack, scamming groups of tourists for loose change. He nearly goes, "huh? But my dad is-," and points to the shack, before catching up with his brain and realizing who he's talking to

#answers #A completely expected result from ditching your twin 13 year olds and showing back up like a decade later #With very minimal contact or visits #And yet the parents will be shocked anyway!!#And maybe even confused as to why Dipper is very very cold to them #Because they're dipshit parents #Mabel meanwhile is thrilled that the family is finally getting back together!!! She's more the why dont' we all get along type #Stan awkward in the perephery because he certainly is No Big Fan of the 'rents ditching what he now considers His Kids #But at the same time like. What kind of objection can he make here. They're the Parents. He's just the grifter uncle #Oh but Dipper though #Bill watches that deep-seated resentment BOILING under his skin and contemplates the best way to pop that bubble #Even by human standards it's totally justified!!! And MAN are the results gonna be fun

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235uranium · 9 months

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I haaaaate when ppl treat ford being upset over his identity being taken and his house getting turned into essentially a mockery of his research was completely unreasonable

like, was stan doing his best with a terrible situation? absolutely! would ford kicking him out be an actually fair option? fuck no!

but he's been in this dimension for probably 12 hours. god knows the last time he's slept. he'd been nearly dead prior to going thru the portal and now has to deal with the fact that he's lost everything. he doesn't even have his own identity anymore.

I honestly don't even think half the shit ford says to stan is truly about stanley or ford's opinion of him, so much as it is about his own issues and how weighed down with guilt he is.

I think its worth noting that ford only ever says mean things about stan when he's pissed off- when he's not angry, he's much more willing to actually discuss things and try to find common ground (such as when he invites stan to play d,d&d).

it honestly comes off more as him not knowing how to communicate anger outside of hurting people than it does genuine malice towards stan. and also I don't think ford ever really internalized that stan was homeless in the duration of the show

#☢️.txt #ford pines #gravity falls #like again its an asshole move but the sentiment (im upset that you brought me back to the apocalypse i caused and i cant even have my name #isnt like. abnormal??#ford is really really bad at just fucking telling stan how hes feeling and instead chooses to be vague and then explode #and again its not stans fault! he didnt have a whole lot of choices! and what ford said WAS hurtful #also yeah i genuinely do not think ford has processed like anything stan has said about his past #like hes told about it while having a psychotic breakdown and again after nearly getting killed #and then getting dragged back into his own dimension and realizing that bill is almost certainly going to win #hes not processing 'i was homeless' all hes thinking is how he personally has doomed everyone in this room #he has the realization at 4 am months later and feels Fucking Terrible #90% sure the reason i read his actions this way is my autism tends to make me do this #and having a dad with anger issues teaches you to have worse anger issues so that hes fucking sick of dealing with you

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mothsakura · 6 months

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au where sliver doesn't actually ascend she just straight up almost died because of a void pipe rupture, she wakes up several hundred cycles after the incident to see that she collapsed, her systems automatically sent out a triple affirmative, and everyone thinks she's dead.

#i cannot have more au ideas please i already have more aus than i did while i was into hk and i wasn't even into rw for a year yet i wanna -#-save my good ideas for later #someone claim this au idea before i foam from the mouth and claim it myself please i cannot have another au...#i am struggling to pay oc dept au bills and motivation taxes pls #rw au #rain world #iterator #rain world au #rw sliver of straw #sliver of straw

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ckret2 · 9 months

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Failed to resist the urge to post a snippet from chapter 16. This is my way of 🤝ing @godsfavoritescientist over the "grieving ex-worshiper who never figured out how to fill the gap left by a false god" Ford characterization.

Ford didn't move. He was still staring at the neon sign of an eyed triangle hanging in the psychic shop's window.

Did the "psychic" who ran this shop actually know what that symbol meant, Ford wondered? Did Bill have a worshiper here? Perhaps just another believer who'd been recruited by one of the micro-cults Bill left in his wake, five degrees removed from a former "student" that Bill had "inspired" and then abandoned half a century ago? Or had Bill met them in their dreams? Had he been summoned up to give them knowledge of the future—did they remember Bill as the central figure in a visionary dream that now made up the core of their spirituality? Maybe he'd visited them more than once, while trying to decide whether they'd be useful to him? Perhaps he'd been grooming the fortune teller into his minion, feeding them lines he wanted to pass on to a local politician or scientist? Did he ever play board games with them?

Did they worship him still?

Did they know their god was dead?

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There'd been an ache in Ford's chest for over thirty years—an empty pit that once held awe—a dark void that used to be filled with starlight. Ford knew now that, metaphorically speaking, the divine light Bill put off had never been anything but optical illusions with flashlights and mirrors. But even so—even so, nothing and nobody had inspired such sublime wonder in Ford since.

During his lowest moments out in the multiverse, starving and exhausted and despairing, he'd irrationally wondered if the unimpressable depression left in Bill's wake was evidence that Bill had been truly that great, too great for a human like Ford to understand, and the shadow cast on his life in Bill's absence was the natural consequence of turning away from something godlike.

Ford had gotten over that. He'd recovered, he'd grown. He understood the truth: Bill's parlor tricks had dazzled his eyes so thoroughly that now he couldn't detect the subtler glimmer of the truly wondrous. He wondered if his eyes would ever adjust to the dark again.

Whether he liked it or not, he missed the way mind-blowing awe felt. He missed being dazzled.

There were days when he wasn't sure what he resented Bill for more: vomiting so much glittery garbage into his soul, or stopping.

#gravity falls #grunkle ford #bill cipher #(and even though this is technically platonic I think it's worth tagging—)#billford #(—since like the intensity is there)#about my writing #bill goldilocks cipher #(and four sentences later ford discovers bill pilfered some research from his briefcase and scribbled a coded message in purple crayon)

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daenerys-targaryen · 4 months

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Why do you like older ships so much?

The biggest thing for me is history. I love the idea of 'right person, wrong time' as kids or teenagers and then reuniting and finding that love again as adults. Many of my ships knew each other and had some sort of relationship as kids, teenagers or young adults where it didn't work out for one reason or another and then they found each other again when it was the right time. And if there isn't that kind of history, I also just love the idea of finding that kind of love later in life because not everyone finds their person as kids or teenagers, you know.

#leah has mail #Anonymous #also this makes it sound like i'm mostly shipping 70 year olds aslkdfjskladfj #for the most part a lot of my otps are either Adults (30s / 40s) or middle aged #like jopper / beth x rip AAAAAAAAAAH my brain goes brrr #give me a reunited ship that has an angsty tumultuous past where they can be vulnerable with ONLY that person and i will EAT IT UPPPPPPPPP #but i also really love (fictional) ed and lorraine too and they're middle aged and have been together since they were teenagers (HISTORY)#and peter and olivia fit this bill too since they knew each other as literal kids and found each other as adults <333 (HISTORY)#but again even if they're isn't history (there usually is because it's my kryptonite)#there is something sooooo lovely and hopeful about finding love later on in life too <3 #also milfs and dilfs come on

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smokeygrayrabbits · 11 months

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modern au vash and nai both being super crunchy environmentalists in very different ways.

I can't decide if nai would be a really judgy vegan or a carnivore because plants are friends not food. he has a tricked out prius or an expensive ass sports car or luxury car like a range rover or something and he doesn’t let anyone else in it bc they’ll mess it up somehow.

vash drives a VW bug. he's very tall so it's kinda a clown car. or a mystery machine.

Alternately vash cannot drive. he owns a scooter or just gets rides with everyone else.

alternatively part two electric boogaloo vash can drive fast and furious style. but he is never allowed to be a commuter EVER as he has no knowledge or respect for road law

ALTERNATIVELY AGAIN if you wanna make it a funky modern au, with a still Very Old Immortal vash, he has a very old, very cool classic car in an outrageous color like neon orange and pink flowers or something

Meryl has a very sensible Subaru. Milly keeps trying to put eyelashes on it.

#vash the stampede #trigun headcanons #trigun #trigun wolfwood #nicholas d. wolfwood #millions knives #meryl stryfe #the thought of nai having a car big enough to hold like 6-7 #yet he refuses to let anyone in the car but himself #not even vash #very funny to me bc he would do that #he straps legato to the roof once out of pure nessesity #sends him and OUTRAGEOUS car wash bill 2 days later #modern au

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astro-b-o-y-d · 8 months

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Also speaking of the clones, I think I finally found something Bill and Dip have in common between only just the two of them and no other Pines; both had no qualms about using Dipper-shaped beings to accomplish their goals before disposing of them/planning to dispose of them in admittedly pretty cruel ways.

Of course, Dipper melting his clones was a complete and total accident, but they were still sentient enough to count as deaths. Plus he was still totally fine with making them to help accomplish his goals, and Tyrone outright implied that original Dipper could always just melt him with water if he retaliated, so it's not like that was just a last resort idea.

#Hayley Speaks #Yes obviously what Bill planned to do was WAY WORSE #There's a huge difference between like...killing your own clone and possessing someone else's body with the plans to discard it later #But also like...those clones were alive and sentient #They were Dipper but also still PEOPLE #I'm just saying Dipper canonically has a body count even if those bodies are technically his #Not shaming him for it; that rules #Just something fun to think about #Plus I am desperate for similarities between him and Bill that don't overlap with other Pines #IDK I'm plotting out ideas for a future chapter in Triangulum and I like remembering how Dipper like...did this #Also something something deleted Dippy Fresh scene #Also ALSO on Bill's end; Dipper was like...the ONLY Pines member he was totally fine with killing without a second thought #Ford was his bestie worstie; he trapped Mabel in a bubble; and Stan was just nonexistent to him until the finale #I'm just saying #(Yes he'd planned on killing Mabel as a last resort to get Ford to talk but that was just that; a last resort)

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carewyncromwell · 9 months

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consider it a what if scenario in this instance, but how would jacob and carewyn's dad react to hearing how one graduated with honors from the very school that once expelled him, and the other going on to become a well respected lawyer? lets say that it was by pure chance he heard of other people talking about the two and put two and two together.

not that hed go out of his way to reach out to them but moreso his realization how the two managed to achieve the respectable lives he so desperately wanted them to, but without him in the picture. how would that make him feel?

Okay, this message gave me such joy that I had to set it aside to give it a full response, because AWWW, ANON, YOU THINKING OF POOR, BAD-FATHER-BUT-NOT-A-BAD-MAN EVAN BACH!! You sweet thing!! 🥹 💙💙💙

So I actually do have a few headcanons about Evan after he left his wife and children behind, one of which ties in nicely to your question.

A few days after his departure, Evan was visited by an Obliviator from the Ministry of Magic. That Obliviator's name was Donna.

In most cases of Muggles learning that their child and/or spouse has magic, that Muggle doesn't leave or divorce their spouse, so there was some concern that Evan could blab about the entire Wizarding World's existence, if he were allowed to keep his memories of his family. This is why Donna was sent to tail Evan and, when the time was right, covertly modify his memory. But to Donna's surprise, while she tailed Evan Bach, she was surprised to discover that he made no attempt whatsoever to expose Lane, their children, or the existence of magic. Evan didn't even flinch when his friends or family would try to get the truth of his and Lane's separation out of him -- he would just firmly and unwaveringly say that Lane lied to him and then shut down the conversation altogether before it could go any further. He never even tried to make up lies about Lane, like that she was involved in criminal activity or something, so as to better justify his actions. He would shoot down anyone proposing nasty, untrue things about his ex-wife and seemed to resignedly accept it if anyone judged him badly for leaving his family. And this was why, after a whole week of not having to intervene, Donna finally just decided to visit Evan in person and explain the situation to him.

"Look, Mr. Bach -- your situation is...unusual, in our world. It just is. Most Muggle parents who find out their child has magic, well...they choose their child. They choose to stay married for their sake -- to keep their family together. Even I must admit, I can't understand why you wouldn't make that choice..." "Well, of course not. You're magic too, aren't you? Like Lane, and Jacob. Of course you wouldn't understand. ...I didn't ask to join this 'World' of yours. I never even had a proper choice in the matter. And even if you think I should've just followed my wife and children blindly, I have no interest in being part of a World made up of nothing but lies and deception. And I frankly think it's disgusting that you think it's best to just rewrite people's minds and lives if they don't march lockstep with...with your blatant despotism." "Despotism? Come now, that's a bit harsh..." "Sorry if I don't see a government who would arrange for you to stalk me and then corner me in some dark alley just to keep their precious secrets safe in a particularly flattering light." "It's not just for the sake of our secrets, Mr. Bach. ...Yes, it is true, I was sent to Obliviate you. But your situation isn't just surprising because of your departure -- it's also how you've acted after leaving. You never once made as if to expose Lane or your children's magic. You've never even tried to defend yourself from rumors by making Lane look bad." "Why would I? Lane lied to me. ...Anyone who knows me knows that's enough reason." "I think a lot of people would want to create additional reasons. Make themselves look better, by doing so. You're an honorable man, Evan Bach. That's why you've never fought back to defend yourself, when people get upset about what you did. That's why you couldn't talk about your children, when your cousin pressed you about them. And that's why...I'm here talking to you, not sneaking around anymore behind your back. ...You see...I want to ask you, myself. Do you want me to modify your memory?" "...Want it?" "Yes. I could remove the painful memories of what happened -- give you a more peaceful life, to remember. I could even rewrite the memories of the people around you, so they won't ask about your family anymore...maybe even give you that promotion you would've gotten, if it weren't for your boss catching wind of what happened with your family. You could start fresh -- " "Never." "What?" "Never. I don't want your fancy stick anywhere near my mind, nor my memories." "But you...you've already said you have no intention of being part of your family's World. If you want nothing to do with the Wizarding World, and you don't want to have to keep lying by omission...wouldn't it be so much easier to just forget our World even exists?" "Of course it would! Naturally it'd be easier. But I don't want this to be easy. ...I left my wife and children, Madam. I may have my reasons for what I did, but that doesn't change the fact that I failed. I failed them as a husband, as a father...as the man of the house, and as a man overall. And worst of all...I left without even saying goodbye. I couldn't even look my wife in the face. ...I couldn't even apologize to my son...knowing he never would've accepted it anyway. Knowing that he'll hate me for the rest of his life, same as I resented my own father. ...I am a coward, Madam. It's something I never wished to be, but I proved it before God, with what I did. ...But even though I couldn't rescue my family from themselves -- from this crazy, asinine 'World' that your lot has roped them into...I do not want to be rescued from this burden. Least of all by one of your kind. ...One of the last things Lane said to me is that all I did in our marriage was make more and more mistakes, just trying to escape from my previous ones. Well, I'm done running. These mistakes I've made -- all of them -- are my burden to bear...and I don't want you or any other...freak Ministry agent taking them away from me. ...I don't want peace. Especially not your version of it."

Despite Evan's clear dislike of magic users, Donna couldn't help but by moved by his sentiment. And so she left Evan with all of his memories and reported back to her superiors that Evan Bach was no threat to Ministry security. Amazingly, after watching the Muggle store manager for another month, Donna's superiors eventually agreed, and Evan Bach was left to his own devices.

Evan had no further contact with the Wizarding World for the next thirteen years. It was only in 1988 when Donna sought Evan out at his office, in disguise as a manager of another store. He was not pleased to see her.

"I thought I made it quite clear I want nothing more to do with your World. What are you doing here?" "Nothing business-related this time, Mr. Bach. I'm just here to thank you." "...Thank me? For what?" "Your daughter." "...My...?" "Yes. Carewyn Cromwell. That was Lane's maiden name, wasn't it?" "...It was. But I don't..." "I have a daughter too...Chiara's her name. She's the same age as Carewyn. She has...a condition that makes it very difficult for her to make friends. But earlier this year, your daughter reached out to her, and since then, Chiara hasn't been able to stop talking about how wonderful your daughter is. In letters, at home...all she's been able to talk about is how kind and selfless and brave and amazing Carewyn is. So I came to thank you, Mr. Bach...for being the reason my daughter has such a good friend."

Evan was so speechless that for a moment, all he could do was stand up, cross to the window, and look out. Donna Lobosca tilted her head a bit, watching him carefully. Then, feeling some pity, she offered --

"...Chiara sent me a picture with the two of them together. Would you like to -- ?" "No. ...Winnie is one of your kind. Lane raised her to be just like her. Like Jacob. Anything she is...I can take no credit for." "I wouldn't say that. You're Carewyn's father, aren't you? That means half of her genes, and half of everything she is, comes from you."

This sentiment didn't comfort Evan, though. He refused to turn around and face Donna again.

"...Please leave."

Despite the detachment of his posture, his expression reflected in the glass of his window betrayed genuine remorse and pain. It made Donna not press him further, and instead return to him some privacy. It was clear to her at least that Evan was hesitant to engage with Carewyn, even from afar. He'd left her at such a young age that she likely didn't even remember him, so she undoubtedly was shaped more by Lane and Jacob than by him. She would never be a "normal" Muggle the way Evan wanted -- how could she be, if she was the type to befriend a werewolf? And perhaps Evan might've felt that he didn't deserve any praise, not even indirectly, for any good his daughter had done.

Donna had to wonder if Evan Bach had shed any tears, upon passing up the opportunity to see how his daughter had grown. Perhaps he would've, if he'd taken stock of how much Carewyn's ears and thin lips resembled his.

Evan didn't learn anything more of his children until the spring of 1991, when Donna actually used the Muggle Post to send Evan a letter. Evan didn't want to open it and actually fancied for a short time chucking it right into the fire -- but reluctantly he held back the urge and, settling down in his old armchair, he opened it. Inside he found a short note, with a smaller envelope inside.

Mr. Bach, I know the last time we met, you didn't want to see Carewyn's picture -- but enclosed are some photographs of your son and daughter from their and my daughter Chiara's graduation ceremony. Jacob truly is remarkable -- he received a certificate of merit for earning all O's on his NEWTs: a very, very rare achievement, only achieved by the most intelligent and talented of wizards. As for Carewyn, she graduated as Head Girl for her class and, according to Chiara, is set to become a lawyer for our Ministry -- a very respectable career in both your World and ours, I should think. I shall say it again, Mr. Bach -- whether you believe it or not, half of what these children are came from you. You should be very proud. Donna

Evan read the note several more times in silence. Then, putting it and the other smaller envelope away in the drawer of his side table, he left them there as he went to the kitchen to make himself some supper. He wouldn't open his drawer again until the following week, when looking for a pair of scissors, and when he did, he shut it quickly, unable to look at the note or second envelope.

Jacob, earning honors in all his classes. Honors. Jacob had never been good in school -- he'd always been a slacker: a delinquent, who constantly got himself into trouble. How was Evan supposed to feel, knowing that his son was succeeding, but only in that World of delinquents and liars, rather than in normal, proper society, the way Evan had always dreamed? He'd always known Jacob was smart -- he definitely could've become a doctor someday, or perhaps worked in a well-respected lab somewhere, if he'd really applied himself...

And Carewyn...Head Girl, and now set to become a lawyer? How respectable would that have been, if she was actually going to be a real lawyer -- one Evan could've recommended to his friends and associates, if they needed legal advice? Instead, all the legal advice she'd be giving out would be perfectly worthless -- her whole career would instead be based entirely on laws like the one that tried to demand Evan either give up and stay with Lane out of duress or have his mind turned inside out...

It took Evan nearly half a year before he finally forced himself to take that second smaller envelope out of his side table drawer and open it. He was alarmed by how the pictures moved -- poor Evan had never seen any magical photographs before, and they were incredibly unnerving. The girl who had to be Carewyn kept looking away, off into the corner of the frame. She appeared rather respectable, despite how bizarre her and everyone else's attire was -- her makeup was very neat. And the boy next to her...no...that couldn't be Jacob, could it? He couldn't possibly be so young...Evan himself was in his fifties, so Jacob would have to be nearing thirty by now --

And yet...even with how messy and ridiculous his hair looked, or how youthful his face appeared...Evan immediately knew at once that this was indeed his son. His eyes were hollowed-out like a skull's now, and his dark curls had grown so long and out-of-control that he'd had to tie them back in a ribbon the way a girl would...but it was Jacob. And clinging onto his sister and mother, Jacob's moving photographic self couldn't seem to stop silently laughing through his tears.

He was happy. So happy he was crying...

Evan had to put the pictures of his children face down on his side table, out of his line of sight. He then rested his arms in his lap, holding his face in his hands and then sliding them down along his cheeks as he breathed deeply.

He knew seeing Jacob and Carewyn would be painful. He knew it would be -- that's why he'd resisted it for so long. He'd rebuilt his life to the best of his ability, even while wrestling with his guilt, but he'd kept them at arm's length because he knew that Jacob and Carewyn didn't want to be in his world, and he wanted nothing to do with theirs. They didn't belong in his world, no more than he belonged in theirs. And truly, there was no point in trying to dig up the past when that wasn't going to change.

It didn't mean it didn't hurt, knowing that he'd failed as a father so much that Jacob and Carewyn's lives were fuller, with him not in it.

After a long moment, Evan reached out toward the side table again. He fiddled with the edge of the last photograph for a few seconds before finally flipping it around and looking at it.

Lane looked tired. Her face had become a bit gaunter and there were more wrinkles around her eyes, though not as bad as Jacob and Carewyn's -- Evan couldn't help but think that their eyes looked like his now, with how deep the bags under them were...

Even so...Lane smiled just as brightly as she did on their wedding day.

And it was this, strangely, that seemed to soften the creases in Evan's brow, even as tears welled up in his eyes.

Evan had failed his family in so many ways. He hadn't been able to guide them and mentor them -- to protect them and give them everything they wished for. To keep them on the straight and narrow, the way he always tried to be. But even with this...Lane had found happiness. She clearly hadn't had to go back to her cruel family -- she clearly had kept her freedom and was able to thrive, even on her own. Even while having their children to look after...

And this, strangely, brought Evan some bizarre, bittersweet kind of comfort. Perhaps, in the end...letting his family find happiness without him ultimately was the one thing he'd managed to do right.

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"If I could see the future and how this plays out, I bet it's better than where we are now, But after going through this, It's easier to see the reason why…"

~“No Surprise,” by Chris Daughtry

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #evan bach #my writing #lane cromwell #carewyn cromwell #jacob cromwell #chiara lobosca #I want to throttle tumblr -- it absolutely REFUSED to let me edit this post without saving it every 30 seconds #it kept glitching while trying to auto-save #even now it refuses to let me edit anything #and then I wouldn't be able to save it at all #ugh #but yeah I've said it before and I'll say it again -- evan truly is not a terrible person: just a pretty poor father #oh yes and evan calls carewyn 'winnie' because that's what lane calls her #'carey' is the nickname carewyn's friends like bill charlie and tonks call her later #'winnie' is lane's nickname for her exclusively #though lane's siblings pearl claire and *especially* blaise try co-opting it later #much to both carewyn and jacob's irritation #caps cw

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