I Know What You're All Definitely Thinking. What If Everyone From Gravity Falls Was A Chair. Well, I

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me when I see shipping content implied to be romantic but the aroace gremlin inside me ruins the mood by headcanoning it queerplatonic or platonic 💔💔💔

It's a quiet evening.

Nightmare is in bed with his boys on his massive, XXL king-sized mattress. He's sitting against the headboard, a pile of pillows his only cushioning. In his hands, a book about flora and it's many uses.

Killer is comfortably draped across his lap and tendrils, lazily playing with the tip of one like it's some sort of fidget toy. His eyes are closed, but he isn't asleep just yet. He has a cat on his chest that hasn't stopped purring.

Dust is curled up a little ways off from them, using another tendril as a sort of weighted pillow. He's sleeping soundly, any kind of night terror being warded off by Nightmare's vigilance.

Horror and Cross are nestled together beside Nightmare, watching cooking videos on a tablet together - those cozy ones that have minimal talking and the calming aesthetic. They don't talk to each other during it, simply enjoying each other's touch and the sounds of carrots being cut.

All is well; The sounds of gentle dish clattering, soft kitten purring, and light snoring combining into a symphony of bliss and comfort.

Nightmare couldn't be any happier.

It’s pride month guys

Hero Generation 6

A Day after another

6 AM

His father would wake him and help him get ready at least he used to. Now he was able to do it alone.But he always waited in front of his door, walking with him the short distance he had to overcome to get to the Medbay.

7 AM

He would go to the Medbay, where Dust would be waiting for him. He would do his tests and take some samples of his magic.When he was little, his dad would hold his hand so he wouldn’t be scared. Now, he did it alone.Every month or so, he also injected him with something. PJ didn’t know what it was, but he didn’t like it.

8 AM

Depending on how fast Dust finished, he would either help Horror prepare breakfast or just sit down and eat next to his dad.Only when Nightmare got up from the table were the others allowed to leave their seats.If it was Error's job to clean the dishes, he would help his dad; if not, he would head to school.

9 AM – 2 PM

They would have lessons in math, literature, physics, art, geography, politics, and history of the multiverse.PJ enjoyed art and history the most.Nightmare taught math and literature; he didn’t like literature or math.They were also taught how to use their magic. Eventually, he was able to create portals or even living things. He also learned to draw strings out of his fingers.They noticed his talent. PJ was encouraged to widen his potential more Pj likes magic.

Around 4 PM

They would have another meal, though his dad wouldn’t be there, so he sat next to Crescent. That meant that Nightmare would stare at him during the meal.

After dinner, they trained in combat with Killer.PJ liked Killer — he could be nice sometimes and had Cats. Crescent was better at attacking, but PJ was better at blocking. Crescent was okay.

Eventually, they would have free time. They would walk through the secret corridors, play pranks on the others, help Horror in the garden, play with Killer’s cats, or listen to Dust talk about the multiverse.He liked that the most. He wanted to travel the multiverse someday but he did not tell anyone that.Some days, a lot of days he and Crescent faught but the other never seemed to mind even enjoy the way Pj didnt treat him like a prince (waht the grown ups did )

10 PM

Around that time, Horror would come to his room with a book. It was time to sleep. He, Crescent, and Horror would get comfortable and listen to the story.Sometimes his dad joined them, but usually PJ would just find a note from him, proof that he had been there after PJ fell asleep.

(A day in Pj life how he got there and why follows later [i hope so])

I like to think that Blue likes hella spicy foods and shock people when they taste something he's eatingand they're hit with damn Habenaro or Carolina Reaper

(Part 4) BFF <3

When Core found the box, they weren’t surprised for long. Omnipresence gave them the context they needed quickly. Gently, they lifted the tiny skeleton from the box, holding him with quiet care.

Core didn’t waste any time. This lonely nowhere was no place for him, so it was time to bring the newest inhabitant of the Omegatimeline home.And Palette was never alone again Core would make shure of that.

A small, winged friend he made almost immediately upon arrival was never far from his side.Goth and Palette grew up together, practically attached at the hip. It was rare to see one without the other. The little angel of death was the first Palette truly connected with—besides his Granpa. Palette was never bored with Goth. Most others were strange to Palette; he always had the feeling no one was real with him, always trying to please him. But Goth did fight with him. He yelled, he cried, they made up, they laughed—and everything felt real.

It was strange. Everyone besides Granpa and Goth felt not right. They always felt… not quite right!—

And for Goth, Palette was the first friend he could actually hug. Life as a reaper could be lonely. His father once told him only special people could get close to them. Goth agreed—Palette really was special

The two grew side by side, inseparable and happy for years and years

Until the day Palette decided to leave. Goth tried not to lash out—after all, he was not just mad he was sad.

He didn’t want Palette to leave, but he also didn’t want to hold him back. His father once said when you love something, you have to let it go—and when it comes back, it belongs to you. Goth really hoped his best friend would find what they were searching for… and would return.

Making friends (Vent)

Sooo how do people make friends cause I'vw never started to make friends? I have friends, but I don't know how to make new ones. I'm German and now in "der Oberstufe". So I dont have my friends in my class anymore and really struggle to even talk to others. I'm so used to have someone i consider a comfort next to me. Also a problem is that I talk like, a lot. I need to talk- like I always spoke my mind (quietly) to my friends and commented on things teachers said and stuff like that... so now people have to listen to me when I whisper to myself quietly (and I noticed that no one else does that). I always feel so embarassed and disgusting. When I speak with someone I at least know they're nice and knows me a bit, but we arent friends so I always feel like a burden and desperate and annoying and I don't want to intrude into their friend group, but I don't know what else to do!?!?!

Do you ever think about this goofy-ass smile Angel was directing at Husk after the "these angels won't stop coming" joke? I do, a lot. I know what you are.

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idc if you reblog this from me but reblog it every time you see one of your friends or mutuals have reblogged it