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im tired of online discourse. look at this family of quails

@behindscenes-identity

matching icons for you and your weird exasperating partner

now to make it through april-june

wishing everyone a very good luck getting through january-march without killing yourself

the rivalry ever

this is perhaps evil but I can boost my mood in almost any situation by playing a game called "what was my mom doing at this age?" like rn for instance I'm sleepy because I had a 12 hour work day + stayed up late, and my stomach hurts a little from the enormous chimichanga I smashed for dinner, and my head hurts a little bit from the fat margaritas I had with the chimichanga. and it's like hmm, okay, not optimal, but when my mom was this age she had a 2.5 year old to deal with. can you fucking imagine. can't stay in bed decadently bemoaning your overindulgences because there's a goblin in the next room that's utterly dependent on you for food and hygiene and social needs and if you drop the ball you've fucked up a perfectly good person. and I'm pretty normal so shout out to her for keeping it together but god that couldn't be me, I like fucking around way too much.

guys ive come up with a AU : ) hehhee. So basically its just like, me doing what i want to make a) more angst b) fiddauthor and c) toxic yaoi d) fiddlestan (cuz yes i sOr t a ship them but in a toxic yuri way OKAY LETS RANT ABT IT CUZ U GUYS ARE MY DIARY FOR GRAVITY FALLS STUFF

So im calling it...

Mortal AU

basically, Bill is a human constantly, b U T hes immortal and has secret powers/knowledge, but its not like he was a triangle and after theraprism he went back and was a human (like some AUs ive seen and LOVE!) the whole premise is he basically is kinda shoved into the whole storyline, along with some other things. likeee:

its set mainly in new jersey when stan and ford are kids/teens for now, but i have ideas for college and forward 😈

bill is a close, almost family friend with ford and stan, and is a bit younger than them. they go on adventures together.

bill was kicked out of his house at 10, and lived with the pines till a close friend of Filbrick adopts/fosters him.

fiddleford moves to new jersey at 14, meeting and becoming great friends with ford, stan and bill.

bill is basically a crazy little demon child, but they all love him because he is sneaky and knows a lot.

fiddleford is trans, he met the pines as a girl and as they got closer he would borrow their clothes and act not very ladylike, ford has a huge crush on fiddleford, and is very oblivious to fiddlefords "tomboyishness" and just finds him smart, and a tad weird

their just a big group of weirdos

fiddlefords deadname is brielle, idk why i just like it

anyways im gonna draw some of this AU when i get the chance, i just wanted to share some random details if anyone wants to see them :3 and like.. idk credit me if u draw this🤷‍♂️ im not a cop

Not good enough for my family

Not good enough for my friends

Not good enough for anybody

So i write poetry sometimes but its shitty but idc yall get to read it because i said so its my blog :33

Immortal Dreams

What do gods dream of?

Do they dream of humanity?

or the beauty of life

and the silence of death?

do they wish they could feel the earth

instead of watching from above?

or do they not dream

of the life they have missed

instead gods dream of gold flowing rivers

and silver lined leaves

with shining skies of generations

are they still there dreaming

when they rest their head

on feather soft pillows

do they dream of what it is to love?

or how to be loved more by others

maybe gods do not dream at all.

they do not sleep

only watch and wait and wait

watching the skies they control pass

century after century

and no wrinkle lines their face

but if they did?

would it be of love?

of what experiences they will never have?

or of everything they already do

gods do not dream

but what if they did?

but god have dreamers

while they watch and wait and wait

they watch the dreams of children

and the dreams of wives

and the dreams of soldiers

Gods know what it is like to be human

they live through our dreams

our hopes and our love and our death

gods do not dream

but we do.

- A mortal poet

mb chat for not posting my ootd recently, ive had some bad outfits so i decided to not show the interwebs them, but dw gang i have one today and i will show *eventually*

Once I actually open up in therapy it's over for y'all