at the stripped club straight up drawjing it. and by it i mean. yaoi !!!!
gravity falls art dump ! i didnt evwn realize how much i draw them wtf expect a part 2 cause i dont wanna flood this
my unparalleled creative genius allows me to do incredible things(bill cipher in a pretty dress)
undecided on the length of tge skirt im just going tp keep changing it an d pretend it wqs always part of the plan
i have thoughts about this show
kind of obsessed with the characterization of jayce and viktor as fundamentally good people who will also go absolutely batshit insane if you separate them because theyre also ridiculously codependent to a degree that is concerning for everybody else's wellbeing. they were literally away from each other for a couple of months and almost ended the entire world
how it feels watching gravity falls begging the writers to give wendy even an ounce of personality outside of being dippers love interest
realized i can draw whatever i want………
thinking about heimerdingers song playing while they cut from ekko with powder to jayce staring at the two corpses/husks/ whatever holding each other did this show have to gut me and leave my entrails spilling on the ground. was that necessary
LMFAOOO THE WAY I KNEW THIS WAS ABOUT JAYVIK
I love when platonic love and romantic love is so blurred that it doesn’t even matter anymore. All that matters is the devotion that’s there, the unwavering devotion
im gonna throw up they make me so feral
Do we ever talk about how Stanley aged? And I don't mean in a "haha younger twin look older" kinda way, but just how much he ran himself into the ground?
Imagine what Ford was thinking once he got a good look at Stanley. Without the judgement or bitterness, without the haze. REALLY looked at him. His sunken eyes, his thinning and greying hair, the layer of chub that has accumulated on his torso and arms. The amount of scars and marks he had earned.
The realization of just how much Stanley neglected himself in favor of him. Neglected himself in favor of the kids, of the business, of everything.
Maybe even the realization of how HE would have looked, if Stanley didn't swoop in all those years ago. How HE would look if he had to fight sleep at night and work his ass off during the day like he planned. The realization that Stanley took all that burden, and he'd do it again for him in a heartbeat.