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I sure hope mother isn’t caught in the rain.

We continue to redraw the frames in our own way

fierce fight

Fiddleford with flowers🌼

Something that reminds of warm summer days☀️

Surprised owl🦉

Inktober Day 15: Legend

Common, what did you expect me to draw? Legend?? Of COURSE it would be Stanley Pines.( ^∀^) It didn’t turn out as grand as I had hoped, it doesn’t look nearly as cool as it did in the show.. But I’m happy with it. Its Stan! How can I not be happy with it?? (♡´౪`♡)

I saw a post about how Bill "isn't ACTUALLY the villain" of Gravity Falls, given his ✨tragic backstory✨. Y'all know you can be sad and evil at the same time, right? You know Bill maybe feeling kinda bad for his actions does not make him the VICTIM of his own actions, right?

He gleefully drew little doodles of 12-year-olds in puddles of blood and you people are like "but his parents are dead." YEAH. HE KILLED THEM.

Try not to worry so much my friend, you look awesome just by being you.

I would like to introduce you to Thistlebert, cousin of Fiddleford McGucket. He was once mentioned in the Third Diary and I decided to draw him according to my idea.

Hippie, loves tea, enjoys playing the guitar. By nature, a calm guy, careless, prefers not to worry about anything.

Opposes any kind of violence. He is optimistic about the world, always ready to help his friends.

First

Title: First Summary: Full access to one’s mind comes with a few downsides, like stumbling on private fantasies the All Seeing Eye could have lived without ever having to see. Not that they’re not kind of flattering. And really, there’s a first time for everything. Characters: Stanford Pines, Bill Cipher. Rating: T Status: complete.

A/N: Have I ever mentioned before that I am BillFord trash. So go ahead for pre-betrayal BillFord. Includes some making out and Ford being a smitten fanboy. Sort of. 

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There were times when Bill would not show himself the moment Ford fell asleep and opened his eyes in the Mindscape. Sometimes he had to find him and, more often than not, it was almost as a game: his mind was vast and Bill full of tricks, and sometimes Ford would follow his laugh for what felt like forever before he found his Muse.

This time, however, Bill was not hiding. He found him before one of the floating doors that opened in the vastness of his mindscape, looking inside at something Ford couldn’t see from that angle, arms hanging limply in the air. A bit too limply, so that was something Ford should have probably picked up - but he did not, and called out.

“Bill?”

Three things happened in quick succession, none of them expected. First, Bill screeched. Second, Bill slammed the door shut and whirled around to look at him like a hare caught in the headlights. And third, Bill blurted out something on how nice the weather was in the cyberspace and hey, had he ever told him that fun story about Orion’s belt?

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