RING YOUR BELLS, GRAVITY FALLS FANDOM. RAISE YOUR SLEEPY HEADS! RISE, AS OUR SUMMER HATH FINALLY BEGUN!

Gosalyn: You’re charged with…..breaking into a pet store?

Webby: I thought the animals might be lonely.

Dewey: Let me copy your homework.

Gosalyn: I was gonna copy yours.

Dewey: Well, shit.

Gosalyn: Guess I'm not doing it.

Bugs Bunny could have simply walked into Mordor. He would have shown up at the gates of Mordor in a disguise and been like "Evil volcano inspection unit" and flashed a fake ID badge to the confused orc.

Dipper Pines headcanons

●he started wearing glasses at 14 due to astigmatism

●he learned how to play and be good at multiple card games because of stan and ford

●has a pet named echo thats a shadow creature from the shadow realm

●skipped senior high and decided to go on a cross country trip to solve mysteries

●a part of bill is stuck in his head after he touched the book of bill at 15 he's been haunted by nightmares ever since

●he learned he had a natural affinity for all magic types due to bill possessing his body

●uses playing cards imbued with magic for basic spells when fighting

●took kick boxing classes after their first summer

●is a published science fiction writer under the pen name Dr. P has published 3 of his journals and a guidebook

●has tattoos imbued with magic charms all over his body that each have their own unique purpose

●has met a variant of himself that was lost to bill due to this his greatest fear is losing control to bill

● had an amicable break up with pacifica after his 16th birthday due to him becoming kore secretive over bill and her wanting to leavethe supernatural behind

●has more of an inventive streak making gadgets mixed with magic

●has friends who have experience with the supernatural and talk to each other on group messages

●has the enchiridion

●ends up dating janna ordonia in the future

●became more of a paranormal investigator at 16 wanting to help solve supernatural crimes

Will you continue your rc9gn fic

I'm going to assume this is about "You Are My Sunshine", and if it is this is the most wild thing I could have logged into to see lol. I appreciate your interest! And I'm happy to say that, yes, I will continue it! Eventually.

The latest chapter has been sitting in my Google Docs, waiting for my inspiration to come back to it. I hate to keep people waiting, especially since so many have been supportive and genuinely interested in this crazy idea of mine! A lot has been going on in my life, personal stuff, and with other hyper-fixations taking up 98% of my brain space it's been hard for me to get back into it. As it is, the latest chapter I've written is missing a lot of heart and I don't want to publish something half-assed, especially with everyone being so patient.

Thank you for taking the time to ask me about the fic! It might seem like a small gesture, but as a person who is still grappling with the idea that there are people who exist that won't totally hate my work, it means a lot! I'm slowly getting back into the swing of things, and I hope to publish a new chapter soon. Thank you again, and have a wonderful day :)

Dewey duck headcanons

● Dewey knows how to cook not gourmet level cooking bucomfortjng homecooked meals he learned from Donald

● in highschool dewey basically pulls a troy bolton and joins both the basketball team and the musical and glee club

● Dewey builds his own plane to fly

● During one of their adventures dewey gains a sword and just becomes something he brings along everywhere and becomes a fairly decent swordfighter

● Dewey got to keep the sandals of hermes from Storkules and fight with it during adventures

Thats all for now

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

Gosalyn : The stars are so beautiful...

Dewey : They're just giant balls of gas.

Gosalyn : You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then-

Dewey : And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you.

Gosalyn : Oh...

Dewey: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant.

Gosalyn , stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you.

Lena, who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please.

Gosalyn : Coming right up.

Gosalyn: My hands are cold.

Dewey: Here, let me hold them.

Gosalyn: My lips are cold too.

Dewey: *covers Gosalyn's mouth with their hand*