Tag: belle

ii-thiscat-ii:

We need more Lucy Ann. Therefore I wrote more Lucy Ann. We should really have her meet everyone. You know, Max coming home to the apartment one day to find her on the couch, Bentley having her as a guest lecturer one day, and not understanding why Dipper insists on coming along before after class when they end up in a conversation in a ancient language that no one else understands a thing of, Toby and Maddie meeting her, Ian and Mira meeting her, basically her just being Dipper’s best bro no matter how many centuries pass.

Anyways, this is the time she met the Sterlings.

On Ao3.

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Do the Sterling twins have any aunts/uncles/cousins?

marypsue:

Lionel is an only child. Maya is one of six children in a large extended family, but most of them are still in Chile. The Sterlings really only visit once or twice – that is, before Belle, at about age thirty-five, decides to spend a year getting back in touch with her mother’s side of the family.

They also have an adopted extended family in the Pines, who take all three Sterlings in as honorary cousins without a thought.

To any and all future Mizars; if you could ask/say anything to Mizar the First..?

tau-cast:

Belle: was dipper always such a giant dorky dorkface??? also do u have any embarrassing pictures of him???? ;P

Max: So, were you ever caught out for having a demon brother hanging around? I was actively sabotaged, but it’s made me wonder if it would’ve even been possible to keep the secret and for how long.

Mira: I…I don’t really know. I don’t know if there’s anything I’d even want to say to…actually, yes. Yes there is and it is how could you poSSIBLY SELL YOUR SOUL TO A DEMON EVEN ONE YOU LOVED, EVEN ONE YOU TRUSTED, AND JUST NOT THINK ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES ANd shut up Alcor it is not hypocritical it is a perfectly valid question. Did she know this was going to be a ‘until the reincarnation cycle burns out’ thing? What do you mean she didn’t know about the reincarnation cycle?!!?! ALCOR GET YOUR WINGED BUTT BACK HERE I AM NOT DONE ASKING YOU – 

Maddie: OK, so, what was it like having Dad for a brother? Was he different like that? I mean, he’s such a Dad, I can’t even imagine! Also, this makes me wonder…does this mean I’m my own adoptive auntie or something weird like that?

Bentley: How the hell did you put up with Alcor’s crap? Is there a secret? Can I have it, please?

orangeinterlude:

Not sure how I made the leap from the “beach episode” prompt to feels but anyway…

Happy One Year Anniversary Transcendence AU! 

From the left: Malala, Mira, Maddie, Toby, Chrys, Ian, Stan, Ford, Willow, Hank, Acacia, Belle, Bentley, Cassie, Mabel, Henry and Dipper at the front. 

The Stray Bullet

theitalianscribe:

During The Great Nyarf Battle, one of the triplets missed their
target and sent the dart flying far overhead.  It landed near the forest
and was forgotten.  Many, many decades later, it was finally retrieved
by a different child. It was withered and coated with dirt and grime.  
Time had made it unrecognizable to most.  However, when the young girl
held up the dart with a hand somehow covered in glitter, the identically
young boy needed only a glance to recall the object and its origin.

“Oh, man!  I can’t believe those are still lying around.” He chuckled in awe.

“What is
it?” Between the girl’s words, there was a chomping sound.  The boy
held his hand out.  When the obliged, he hopped on a rock and inspected
the piece of dirty foam.

“This takes me way back.  They don’t even make these anymore.”

Something popped very loudly from the girl’s mouth.  Probably to get the boy’s attention.  It worked.  

“Sorry. This is a Nyarf dart. They go in these toy guns and you shoot them at people.”

“Nyarf?”

“It’s Nyarf or nothing!” The boy tried doing something weird with the pitch of his voice.  Whatever it was, it didn’t work.

The girl was quiet for a moment. “I don’t get it.  And why would you have a toy that actually shot bullets?”

He
looked up at the girl and smiled mischievously. “Because it’s safe,
chaotic fun!”  To emphasize his point, he held the dart like a pencil
and swung his hand.  All things considered, it was a pathetic throw.  
The dart bounced harmlessly off a pretty close tree.

“Pbbt! Lame.” The girl blew a raspberry.  A wad of gum along with a spray of spit flew out of her mouth as she did so. “Whoops!”

When she looked back up from the spot her gum landed, the boy was holding a bright yellow plastic gun.

“Wanna try?”

She adjusted the pair of glasses she was wearing, “Sure.”

After
a fumbling moment of the gun being tossed and the girl taking her first
shots at some trees, the girl gave her own smile.  It was bright and
amiable.  As she took her aim, however, it stretched into something
impish.

Her dart hit the boy right in the
forehead.  His expression was unreadable, “Oh,” another bright yellow
gun appeared in his arms.  It was a slightly more powerful model. “It’s
on.”

The gleam in his gold eyes and the wide, sharp-toothed smile that spread across his face made the boy look like a Cheshire cat.

And
that was how just two adolescent twins managed to make Gravity Falls
once again rain with Nyarf darts.  It was also the time that Alcor the
Dreambender, purger of countless cults, was beat by a girl who barely
knew the name of the weapon she was using.

what are your OCs’ morning routines like?

marypsue:

I have many. Beware.

– Belle spends an hour in the bathroom and then comes out looking almost exactly the same as she did when she went in, except maybe with some searingly bright eyeshadow on and a scrunchie in her hair. She spends most of that time lip-synching to old pop songs in the mirror.

– Onika spends an hour in the bathroom but every second of that time is used strategically in deploying a beauty routine that shows exactly the kind of meticulous thought and planning and steady hand that has also made her a fearsome competitor on the international amateur combat-robotics circuit.

– Lionel showers in five minutes and makes a half-hearted attempt to clean his glasses.

– Mike spends half an hour trying to put on his leg without making something explode.

– Alice spends all her time trying to pick out an outfit and then slaps on some mascara and runs out the door with a piece of toast in her mouth.

– Mira takes fifteen minutes to wash her face, brush her teeth, put on makeup and choose an outfit, and then spends twenty minutes trying to decide which contacts to wear and trying to put on false lashes without stabbing herself in the eye.

– Sun-mi spends an hour contouring and highlighting and then goes ‘fuck it’ and throws on a giant scarf and a beanie and big coat because fashion? Annoying body-form underthings? Those are for days when she doesn’t have Serious Work to do. And you never know when you’re going to have to run away from security guards or climb an electric fence in this business. Can’t have your movement restricted by the modern-day equivalent of corsetry and garters.

– Rosa carefully selects one of the eight thousand red lipsticks from her collection and wastes fifteen minutes making kissy faces in the mirror. The poor person fixing her hair for the day has to try to manouever around her primping and posing, and it does not help that Rosa literally always ends up taking over hair duty herself because none of these people can get it just right.

– Ian realises that the sun is coming up for the second time in a day, thinks about going to bed for about half a second, and decides against it.