#tympana

[medievalproject]

Tympana Tyme: Bamberg Cathedral

My first trip to Germany, my first German Cathedral. It was under renovation and it was closed for visitors the day I was there, so I could only shoot the exterior. Luckily, there were two tympanum waiting for me. 

Last Judgment of the Fürstenportal or Princely Portal. Bamberg Cathedral, July 2022

This is the most tame Last Judgement scene that I’ve seen either with my own eyes or in research. Most are MUCH more gruesome, detailed and interesting. The damned on the viewer’s right all have strange expressions and there’s a single demon, the last figure on the right, who is pulling them away.

Gnadenpforte or The Marian or Grace Gate, Bamberg Cathedral, July 2022

The veneration of Mary by St. Peter and St. George on either side. 

In this wider shot below, we see two statues of women on either side of the portal. They are Ecclesia and Synagoga. More on Ecclesia and Synagoga in a forthcoming post.

Location: Bamberg Country: Germany Denomination: Roman Catholic Website: https://bamberger-dom.de

#tympana #medieval architecture #last judgement #bamberg cathedral

[herpsandbirds]

Earless Monitor Lizard (Lanthanotus borneensis), family Lanthanotidae, endemic to Borneo

ENDANGERED.

Semi-aquatic.

Closely related to true monitor lizards in the family Varanidae.

The only member of its family.

They do have inner ears, and are capable of hearing, despite the lack of ear openings and tympanae.

photographs by Tom Williams

#lizard #earless monitor #lanthanotus #lanthanotidae #reptile #herpetology #animals #nature #borneo #asia

[charseraph]

A crown, flying vertebrate, and predator vertebrate. Thronal ‘vertebrates’ descend from an ancestor with ten limbs. Six of these limbs have become mouthparts (but are frequently co-opted for other uses), and the last four are for movement.

To compensate for their inflexible cores, walking limbs are free floating with shoulder blades.

Powered flight from one of these vertebrate kingdoms was achieved through extension of the rib plates. It leaves the limbs free to work as a full body talon!

The circles on the fronts of vertebrates are external tympana, used for hearing.

The crown ancestor’s eyestalks became embedded in their necks to conserve heat and seeing height.

Some lineages evolved to completely retract the mouthparts into the core. At the front of the core is where thronal vertebrate brains are located, protected by a belt of plates that function as a neck spine.

#speculative biology #crowns #my art

[multicharablack]

Personal Rottmnt HC Pt.1

Leo can sing very well actually,out of all his brothers he can change his vocal cords to make it higher or deeper and makes him great at karaoke night…but…

Due to his chaotic nature of making shenanigans and trouble,he purposely sings horribly just to annoy Donnie he does this everyday and ol’ dontron goes into a ape rampage we’re he either beats his twin up for making his ears (tympana) bleed or leaves him alone till his hands might break something

#chara is typing #Chara’s little HC time #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #Brother shenanigens #It’s just typical sibling love and trust me #My siblings and I have a fair share of annoying each other #My own headcannons #and many more #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2k18 #CharaHCtime

[mutant-distraction]

Magnificent Tree Frog

Litoria splendida

Other Names: Splendid Tree Frog, Ranoidea splendida

Family: Pelodryadidae, Genus Litoria (Australasian tree frogs) which has 93 species, and usually several new species identified every year.

Size: 8-13 cm

Distribution: Magnificent tree frogs are native to the Kimberley region of Western Australia. It has a limited range, only occurring on the north-western coast of Australia in the Northern Territory and Western Australia.

Habitat: They enter caves and rock crevices during the day. Much like the other large tree frogs in Australia, White's tree frog and the giant tree frog, they inhabit areas near humans, and can be found around buildings and in toilets, showers, and water tanks.

References: Clulow and Swan, Wikipedia.

About the Magnificent Tree Frog

(From Wikipedia): The magnificent tree frog is a relatively large tree frog. The undersides of the feet and legs are bright yellow. Most specimens have white or sulphur-coloured dots on their backs, of varying densities. The older magnificent tree frogs can be distinguished from White's tree frogs by the presence of very large parotoid glands, which cover the entire top of their heads and droop over their tympana.

It is kept as a pet; in Australia, this animal may be kept in captivity with the

Photo taken at Australian Reptile Park, Gosford NSW.

[nani-nonny]

How would the Peepaws that don't have a Donnie spirit with them react to seeing their F!Donnie again? (Poor guys haven't seen their twins in so long)

I would also like to present them with their favorite apocalypse foods.

And little Raph plushies. Because I love them and definitely don't want to see them cry. :3

Oh! This is good >:) (wasn’t sure if this was for bymh or not lol and I didn’t see this until after I posted the recent bymh hehe I’ll tag it as a bymh solely because of the gifts)

Anyways, a bit of a long post, kind of.

But easily, DMD would cry so, so hard. He would absolutely crumble and hug his twin so hard that he might break F!Donnie’s battle shell (if Donnie was wearing it). He would be unable to speak coherently and the only word that would be easiest to understand is the constant stream of “sorry”.

Reunion’s a cheater and got his brother back already, lol, but when the reset occurred, he and the entire family all hugged each other so tightly for hours. Tears were shed and bruises formed from how hard they hugged each other.

LCD, ohhhh, LCD. Life doesn’t get easier despite how much time passes. When he saw F!Donnie, he felt sick. It felt as if guilt and anger began to churn in his stomach in the worst way possible. And Donnie, ever the inquisitive fellow, was only intrigued by this reaction. Donnie died protecting him, so all Donnie is aware of is that he successfully saved his brother. Leo is reminded of his faults and how he wasn’t the leader smart enough to protect his twin.

(A)PAF is incredibly happy to see his twin. Through Donnie, he sees a chance. A chance to understand where the baby came from, because if anyone knew what Draxum was doing in that lab or anything in general, it would be Donnie. Unlike the others, Donnie didn’t die on regretful terms. He’s so happy he gets to rely on someone again.

And apocalypse foods…

DMD gets rat meat and beans from a can :D

He looks at the crudely plated meal with a nostalgic smile. The way the meat is still steaming and the beans that remain in the can boiling. It’s a bit charred, like he remembers, and he picks up his fork. He raises the fork slightly and says, “Thanks,” before digging in.

Reunion gets grilled roaches on a stick hehe

Reunion raises a brow, “Um… I feel like this is meant to be nostalgic or meaningful in some way, but this was last week’s dinner.”

Reunion don’t fucking lie

He snickers playfully and raises the stick, “Want a bite?”

LCD gets rat soup

He doesn’t say anything as he picks up the spoon and takes a sip. His breath hitches when the broth rests in his mouth for a few seconds before he swallows. Without a second to spare, he digs in quickly, as if on a time limit.

WDS gets rats on a stick

WDS stares at the steaming stick and the charred ends of the rat meat. He looks, rather displeased, but doesn’t outright show it. He takes a bite and nods, “Yeah, just like I remember it… you know, now that I’m back in time, I really took spices for granted. I can’t believe I used to live off of food like this.” He rubs his tympana on his shoulder as his siblings speak, and when he stops he finally says, “I mean, thank you for the food.”

Now, Raph plushies!

Awww, I feel they’ll be so cute and warm to hug!

DMD:

He stares at the plush in his lap. His breath is… tense. His entire body is tense. His gaze remains fixed on the small plushie, as if trying to stare directly into the plush’s soul. He swallows as his hand slowly reaches for his throat, his breath hitches for a second, and his other hand begins to shake. He shuts his eyes tight before his hand pick up the plush. His voice is small when he greets softly, “Hey, big brother…”

Reunion:

He smiles wide and almost childlike. He lifts the plush into the air and catches it with both hands. He spins with the small plush and laughing, “Look how small! It’s so tiny!”

LCD:

He stares at the plush. He taps the plush’s plastron with a glare. He doesn’t say anything, but he sighs. He removes his sword from his hip and unties the braided hilt. He untangles the red bandana and ties it over the plush’s red mask, returning the mask to its original owner. He doesn’t pick up the plush, but leaves.

WDS:

The slider picks up the plush, holding his hand over his mouth. He snorts, and clears his throat as he picks up the plush by its arm with his thumb and forefinger. “Hey, Raph, how do we feel about this little guy? You think he makes the perfect replacement for you?”

APAF:

He picks up the plush as his sight blurs with incoming tears. He tucks the plush in one of his belt pockets and leaves.

#between you and me and him #rottmnt #nonny’s corner of peepaw multiverse #nonny peepaws #rottmnt future leo

[rallentando1011]

Risetober 2023: Day 17 - Zombie

“You know I’m a ride or die Jupiter Jim fan, 100%, for life.” 

“Quiet! I don’t want to hear another blasphemous word from you, traitor!”

“Miguel, please, I’m not criticizing him, you know that!” Leo tried to reason with his younger brother, to which the latter simply covered his tympana.

“But you criticized the writing! And him by extension!” Mikey scowled.

Leo crossed his arms and pouted in turn. “That’s ridiculous. I said I didn’t like one line of the comic. One.”

Mikey just turned away, still as dejected as he had been when Leo first spoke against the sacred name of Jupiter Jim.

As the pair had been reading a Halloween edition of a Jupiter Jim comic together, they had come across a page with intergalactic zombies who ambushed the titular hero. The grotesque, pulpy nature of the images of the undead had made Mikey bury his head into the blanket the brothers were sharing, though the panel only made Leo squint.

“Aw, that’s lame,” Leo had uttered, making Mikey slowly emerge from the covers on Leo’s mattress.

“What?!” Mikey exclaimed his offense.

“It’s just- we’ve been building to this moment, and all the zombies say are ‘groan’. That’s all there is on the page.”

Mikey glared. Silently, harshly, into Leo’s very soul.

Which had sparked the debate they were currently engaged in.

“Look, Mikey, I’m just saying they could have picked a better sound for the moment,” Leo pleaded.

“So how would you rewrite it, Shakespeare?” Mikey broke his silence.

Leo blinked. Blinked again.

Mikey was about to comment on his hypocrisy before the red-eared slider spoke up. 

“I dunno, something like,” he curled up his arms to mimic a zombie pose and lowly grumbled, “aaawwwwoouuugh.”

Mikey’s face dropped as he tried to force a smile off of it. Despite his effort to stay mad at Leo, giggles bubbled up his throat at the ridiculousness.

His brother joined him in his laughter, but also smiled smugly at breaking the tension between them.

“Okay, okay,” Mikey wheezed and tried to compose himself. “So, it’s like, ‘uhhhhggghhh’?”

“I think it’s more of a aaawwwwoouuugh,” Leo imitated a zombie again, much to Mikey’s amusement. Leo paused to sell the gag. “Or maybe even raaaaawwghhhh.”

The box turtle couldn’t keep a straight face. 

When they made eye contact, the two once again burst into a fit of laughter.

It was safe to say that their tiff was resolved.

It was duly safe to say that they would be adding those ad libs into their comic.

(@sariphantom

golly gee they’re such goobers)

#rottmnt #rottmnt fanart #save rottmnt #rise season 3 #risetober #save rise of the tmnt #risetober 2023 #unpause rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #sariphantom #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt leo #zombie

[you-hate-time-travel]

Quick what are some leprechaun headcanons of urs?

UHHH UHHH those've changed A Lot since i first started thinking about more alien designs for them... nowadays i mostly keep them in the area of "looks normal from afar but isn't actually that normal" lol.

anyways. they have both normal eyelids And nictitating membranes. also they have tympana. those are the big 2 headcanons that are visible on all my felt designs... for childhood hcs i think they are born as tadpoles and only lose the tail at around 12-15 yrs. maybe. that age is subject to change. sometimes they keep a little nubby tail and Rarely they keep the full tail... and also they are fuzzy. ok that is all

#talky tag #headcanon tag #asky tag

[hatchi-matchii]

Post-Movie Movie Night!

Ft. Disaster Twins. and Rango.

(This was my first fic, so there may be some mistakes.)

—

Leo woke up.

Covered in his own sweat, with tears pricking threateningly at his eyes, he jolted upright. He took in deep, gasping breaths as he tried to calm himself. It’s not real, he’s gone, they’re gone- he told himself, unable to believe his own words.

The crackle of a frantic voice coming through his arm piece, the aching pain surging through his veins, and one last snarky comment.

“..Hero moves are totally your style, big bro.”

He took in deep breaths, in, out, in-

The crack of his spine against the stone. The snarling, villainous voice of the kraang above him as he lie in the empty, torturous void. He was afraid. Afraid of death, afraid of never seeing his family again and yet- somehow, he knew he had to save them.He tried to endure every hit from the horrible monster- the kraang- which had lost its family too.

He had to get out.

Leo stood from his cot in the medbay. He was not supposed to be leaving yet, -orders from the old man himself- but he couldn’t stay here. Not alone- it reminded him too much of that day. That Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. He thought to himself, a bit of a smile flashing on his face as he tried to make light of the situation. Slowly, he regained his footing and stumbled as gracefully as his sore legs allowed out into the main lair.

It was almost empty in the main room, the old tv in the living area cold from being out of use. He gazed around, looking for a sign of anyone to talk to. He didn’t see anything, but just barely, out of his good tympana, he could hear odd synth beats emerging from his brother's lab. Donnie, of course! that turtle never sleeps. He trudged to his twin brother's car, not bothering to knock as he entered.

Hearing a noise from the entrance, Donnie whipped around, already lecturing before he even saw who it was. “Y’know, it’s a lot better for both of us if you knock! I like my privacy and-“ Donnie stopped in his tracks seeing the worn-out figure in the entryway.

“Leo? What-“ his face softened before being stern again. “You should be-“ “-in bed, I know, I know.” The slider interrupted. “You’re gonna act like you didn’t miss my little visits?” He leaned on the doorway, as if it were just his usual ‘bad boy’ stance and not because he was in pain from moving anywhere at all.

Donnie sighed. “At least sit down.”

Leo happily obliged, finding the purple gaming chair that sat by the large monitor in the room. “So, whatcha’ working on?” He asked, rolling the chair closer to where his twin was perched, sitting cross-cross in his lab chair, hunched over what looked to Leo like a hunk of metal.

“Just.. a piece of damaged tech I found. I'm trying to repair it.”

“For what?”

“Whatever it was used for.”

“What was it used for?”

“I don’t know.”

“How do you repair something you don’t know the purpose of?”

“‘Nardo, please get off my chair.”

Leo obliged, scooting away in the rolling chair. Donnie turned around, removing his goggles and relaxing to talk to his brother. “Did you want something? I’m kind of busy here.”

Leo sat in silence. He just needed company, someone to distract him from whatever awful visions would cloud his mind as soon as he was alone again. As he looked down, tapping the chair with his fingers, Donnie could tell something was off. Probably those damned nightmares again.. he sighed quietly. No harm in withholding his project, it wasn’t time-sensitive or anything, but this was.

“Nardo? Do you need to talk about something?”

He shook his head, still not looking up to answer the question.

“Do you.. wanna hang out here?”

Leo looked up, catching on his words for a moment. Strangely enough, he had never found it this hard to talk.

“..Yea.”

Silence for another moment before he continued.

“Got any good movies?”

“You know I do, little brother!”

Donnie stood, headed towards his rack of dvds. Leo followed close behind, rolling in the gaming chair backwards, leaning back to talk to Donnie.

“Little Brother? We’re practically the same age! We might as well be twins!”

“‘Practically’ is not accurate. And plus, we’re not even the same kind of turtle! How could we be twins, hm?”

“We were mutated on the same day!”

“We were all mutated on the same day, Nardo. Are you and dad twins?”

“Eugh, no— but we’re connected- somehow! We have twin telepathy, and you know it!”

They had had this conversation millions of times before, but Leo would never relent. They were twins, he could feel it, and he didn’t care if that wasn’t scientifically accurate.

Donnie simply sorted through his huge movie collection, not giving Leo the satisfaction of winning.

“So, what’ll it be? Jupiter Jim, The Lou jitsu collection, Rango, Jurassic park—“

“Rango. Rango sounds good.”

Donnie chuckled quietly to himself, before picking up the old movie.

Leo smirked, unsure why his brother was laughing. “What? What’s wrong with rango? I know you love that movie.”

“Yea, it’s just- seems familiar now, doesn’t it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Just- nothing. Let’s just enjoy the movie for now, okay?”

Leo shrugged, wincing a bit at the motion. He’d almost completely forgotten how careful he had to be with his injuries. He’d thought caring for his brothers was hard, but he was used to it. Being the patient was much, much worse. And more boring. He stood carefully, walking over to the bed with cautious movements. He eventually flopped down on the purple mattress with a huff, annoyed at how fragile he felt. Luckily, Donnie hadn’t seen his struggle, too busy getting the tv and DVD player ready.

“Okay, let me go get the candy, I know you always like Reese’s Pieces best-“

“No!” It came out more panicked than leo had intended. “I mean- could you just- stay?”

Donnie stared at his brother in confusion for a moment. “Um. Yea, sure, no problem.” He sat down on his own side of the bed, the wall behind them covered in pillows to make it more comfortable to lean on. Donnie hit the play button on his remote, and leaned back to watch one of their favorite movies. That iconic opening song played, and the narrator's band quieted down.

“We are gathered here today to immortalize in song the life and untimely death of a great legend..”

Leo had fallen asleep before Rattlesnake Jake even made his appearance, and Donnie yawned, about to get up and go back to work. He just needed another monster and he'd be fine- until he felt a weight on his shoulder and realized that’s where Leo had rested his head to sleep. Damn it, Nardo. You’re too good at this. He sunk back into the pillow pile, not disturbing his brother. Begrudgingly, he got comfortable. Might as well be as productive as possible, right? Sleep can be productive…

It was barely any time at all before the two were both snoring.

“…And while he is certain to die, perhaps from a household accident- which account for 65% of all unnatural deaths- the townspeople will honor his memory! ..Even as they lose their dignity.”

#hurt/comfort #fanfic #rottmnt fanfiction #rise fanfic #tcest dni #sfw fanfic #familial fluff #fynn writes sometimes I guess #fanfiction #tmnt fanfiction #rottmnt post movie #rise leo #rise donnie #rottmnt #Rango #rango movie #This entire thing is me projecting #disaster twins #rottmnt disaster twins #repost

[fuckedupcleric]

I was really intrigued about your hearing loss Leo head canon, from one of your tags! Could you elaborate? :0

You activated my trap card 🤣🤣 Fun fact, I have chronic ear pain in both ears and reduced hearing in my left ear. And what do we do with our pain? That's right, everyone! We PROJECT

For real, though, that part of the movie when Leo is getting punched repeatedly by Krang's metal fist in the side of the head with the other side of his head being jolted against that bit of armor... it's a very real possibility that he would sustain damage to his tympana. After that, I hc that he (as I said, we're projecting) has reduced hearing in his left tympanum and chronic pain in both tympana. Not chronic as in constant, but chronic as in recurrent. Most of the time, it's just random sharp pain that usually lasts for a few seconds, but there are times when it lasts a long while. He might go a week competely without pain, while other weeks it's multiple times each day. Sometimes both tympana at once hurt, other times only one, but most of the time it's that left one. Enough to make him physically wince when it happens, enough to make sleep a bit harder, but it's not debilitating.

He has to be careful when he uses headphones because they can aggravate the pain if he uses them too long or plays things too loud. And the hearing loss is enough to be noticeable to him, but it's not so bad that he can't understand people most of the time. Just harder to understand all the words if someone is facing away from him or mumbling or if there's too much background noise/other people talking. He wouldn't need to learn sign language, but I also hc that Donnie is fluent in tsl (turtle sign language) and each of the other brothers knows the basics, with Leo knowing the second most. I like to imagine that he might learn more and more after the invasion, though. Because of his hearing loss but also because I hc Leo to also start having "shutdowns" due to his trauma and worsening mental state (this is featured in my fic, let it out (talk to me)!)

#tysm for the ask!! #furthering the agenda haha #asks #tmnt #rottmnt

[volumina-vetustiora]

Aestivus Dolor Summertime Sadness

verba a Lana Regali scripta, converta a me lyrics by Lana Del Rey, translated by me

basia me discedens aestivus dolor dicere tibi vellem te optimam, amor

vestem rubram indui nocte salto in luna pallenti comam meam regie affixi nudae pede vigor est mihi

o di boni, in aere id sentio tympana pulsari audio mel, in sensu tota ardeo nihil iam me perterret

basia me discedens aestivus dolor dicere tibi vellem te optimam, amor

mihi est aestivus dolor aestivus dolor mi est aestivus dolor

me ut fulmen sentio per oram propere pergo caram malam bona habeo laeta moriar si peribo

o di boni, in aere id sentio tympana pulsari audio mel, in sensu tota ardeo nihil iam me perterret

basia me discedens aestivus dolor dicere tibi vellem te optimam, amor

mihi est aestivus dolor aestivus dolor mi est aestivus dolor

fors te caream semper sicut stellae sole carent in caelo sero melius quam numquam etsi discessisti ego pergo

mihi est aestivus dolor aestivus dolor mi est aestivus dolor

basia me discedens aestivus dolor dicere tibi vellem te optimam, amor

mihi est aestivus dolor aestivus dolor mi est aestivus dolor

#latin #translation #lana del rey #summertime sadness #languages

[medievalproject]

Tympana Tyme: St Mary de Crypt Church

St Mary de Crypt Church, November 2021

Location: Gloucester Country: England Denomination: Church of England Website: https://discoverdecrypt.org.uk

What total luck I had to be walking back to the train and look up to see this Agnus Dei, inside a tympanum, no less 😍. According to Wikipedia, this 12th century church has many romanesque features and this sculpture carved over the west door is one of the most well-preserved.

Check out this previous post on the Lamb of God depicted in rather horrific way.

#agnus dei #gloucester #st mary de crypt church #tympana #lamb of god

[herpsandbirds]

Earless Monitor Lizard (Lanthanotus borneensis), family Lanthanotidae, endemic to Borneo

ENDANGERED.

Semi-aquatic.

Closely related to true monitor lizards in the family Varanidae.

The only member of its family.

They do have inner ears, and are capable of hearing, despite the lack of ear openings and tympanae.

photographs by Reptiles4all and Chien C. Lee

#earless lizard #lanthanotus #lanthanotidae #lizard #reptile #herpetology #nature #animals #asia #borneo

[charseraph]

Hello! I was wondering what these circles on crown heads are? I always assume they are ears but I may be wrong (sorry for low quality pic)

They’re tympana! It’s a membrane over their hearing chambers, to protect the audio-processing inner ear from water and foreign objects.

#ask #char speaks #crowns #cathchicken #Thank you so much for asking! 🌟 hehe no worries about the picture quality—it’s delightful seeing the diagram you made

[clownfire]

Remember when Rolan just deafened himself to avoid losing sanity? Real cicadas can just do that. 

It can actually damage your hearing if you get to close to a singing cicada, their ear bits (tympana) can just crumple in on themselves so they can avoid getting deafened by their own songs (Source).

Inexplicable bug knowledge coming in clutch again.

(Edits made to spelling because I made this post at 11pm and can’t proof-read for shit)

#cicadas are unironically my fav insect now #thanks to this show #jrwi bitb #jrwi bitb spoilers #bitb spoilers #i went camping recently and there were SO MANY #i had to physically had to move away from a spot because it hurt to listen #this will inform how I write the bitb bugs from now on #jrwi rolan #rolan deep #makes me think there might have been a way for replacements to fight against the hivemind #but that's more of a hc #jrwi hc #krow posts

[mickeymagpie]

find the word!

@marypsue tagged me, and gave me the words sharp, take, moon, pile, and dream. I have to see if they show up in any of my WIPs, and then post the snippet they appear in if they do.

1 million 'ctrl+F's later... doing just my two main fic WIPs here because i didn't want to search every document lmao.

From ouroboros, ever hungry, the Rise of the TMNT longfic:

Donatello wakes with a violent jolt, gasping for air that doesn’t come fast enough. He reaches up, presses his palms flat over his tympana, closing his eyes again, shuddering in relief when what greets him is silent and dark. His heart beats a solid reassurance in his chest, as he gets his breathing under control. He’s still here. He’s alive. He’s alive. And, perhaps more importantly, he’s alone. Not in the room, of course, but there’s nothing in his head except for his own abating panic, and the fading remnants of the dream.

2:

“Listen, Case, I know you said it’s’all good, but I’m jus’ saying, if you want us to help you beat the shit outta someone, we will,” Leo slurs, because of course his response to the good news was to throw a party, and if there's one thing the resistance is never short on, it's alcohol. “I, for one, wouldn’t ask any questions.” “Your loyalty is noted,” Cassandra says seriously, patting Leo on the shoulder with one hand, and—with grace befitting her ninja training—using the other to slide his tin cup of moonshine out of his grip, smoothly replacing it with one full of water. When she twists her arm back, Donnie follows through with the hand-off. He takes the alcohol further away, out of Leo’s line of sight, before downing it himself.

And the rest from the Gravity Falls triplets fic:

“Bill!” Hands on his shoulders and Bill is shaking, staring at his hands, flesh and bone and skin and fingers and joints and unchanging dimensions too much and too little and he’s bound like this, stuck. He laughs, hysterical, and “Bill, calm down! You’re having a panic attack.” Is he? Is this what panic is? Huh. Funny. Horrible. He hates it! He doesn’t want it anymore! Take it away, folks! Bill realizes he’s still laughing, hyperventilating, words and questions and curses entering his mind but none of them reaching his mouth because he can't get enough air-- “Just breathe with me, Bill,” Mabel instructs. “Listen. In and out.” Seething, he snaps his mouth shut with the dull click of equally dull teeth, and does as told, matching her exaggerated inhales and exhales second-for-second until the room stops spinning and the heavy thump-thump-thump of his heart against his ribs doesn’t feel so much like a death sentence.

2:

“Why do you care?” Bill demands. “Because--” Ford starts, and then… realizes he doesn’t know. There’s no reason to. No reason he should care what happens to Bill anymore, no reason he wouldn’t be within his rights to leave Bill out in the woods alone. But he can’t do that. Not-- not now. “...I’m not just going to let you get yourself killed out here.” Bill laughs a little, half-hysterical, and steps right up to Ford, lip curling with disdain and anger when he has to crane his neck back to meet Ford’s eyes. “Why not, Sixer? Huh? Why do you care what happens to me? Why haven’t you cut the shit and killed me yet?!” He shoves Stanford backward with both hands. Ford stumbles, almost falling back over a stone. He has to look down to find his footing again, and when he looks back up, Bill’s staring at him sharply, as if anticipating retaliation.

3:

“Ooooh,” Mabel exclaims in one store, beelining for a rack of different colored corduroy overalls. She looks through the sizes, pulling down a set in bright yellow to hold up to Bill. He doesn’t immediately reject them, and the legs look the right length, so she nods, slinging them over her arm with the rest of the current to-be-tried-on pile. She then grabs two more sets in the same size: one pink, and one blue. “Oh no,” Dipper says, already knowing what’s coming as Mabel turns to him with a gleam in her eye. “Dipper, do you know what this means?” “We’re gonna become those kids that teachers can only tell apart when they’re color-coded?” And wow, Bill going back to school with them in September is a super weird and terrible concept to think about.

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