;; I know I owe some fics & stuff but someone please feed me some Wendy/Mabel headcanons & ideas & stuff (I won’t be writing prompts about then rn, just wanna hear ideas)

;; the hate in one of the tags I love is bumming me out & I need a pick me up

You rang? XD 

Warning these are pure fluff/cheese, but that’s what we need!

1.) I headcanoned Wendy moved to Portland after college for work, but comes back to Gravity Falls for a year to help her Dad out and that’s how she gets with Mabel- at a very wild/memorable welcome home party. However, she does have to go back to work and Mabel is just getting out of college so instead of making it a long distance relationship Wendy finds Mabel mopping around the Shack and is like, “C'mon Mabes, you know I’m not going anywhere without you.”

2.) Wendy calls Mabel at most about three nicknames “Mabes” “Babe” and on occasion “my girl”. Mabel on the other hand will use EVERY abbreviation and alternative to Wendy’s name (ex: Wen, Wendels, Wend) and her own Nick names (usually with the word “ginger”), so much so that Wendy will turn around at random names Mabel yells out sometimes assuming she called her.

Mabel drops food on floor: “Aww the ginger snaps!”

Wendy in the other room at her laptop: “Yeah, what do you need babe?”

I know this one’s lame, but I like it…

3). Mabel likes to sneak small animals (mostly kittens) into their apartment even though they’re not allowed to have them and Wendy has to bring them to the shelter after they’ve nursed them back to health (Mabel would keep all of them if she could). I have this scenario where Mabel will be practically knock out on the couch from taking care of a kitten all night, and Wendy just kinda rolls her eyes with a smirk because this happens all the time and she ends up bringing Mabel back to bed and tucking her in before taking care of the kitten herself.

@diisco–girl Hopefully you liked these! All the ship hate going on right now is ridiculous. I was out of the loop until yesterday actually but still…

I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE YEEEEESSS !!!!

Thank you :3 ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

That moment when you realize this…

…is the new this.

Dipifica Week: Prom (Pattana Edition)

Dana’s last school year in Paris was downright terrible. Despite doing an amazing job in all of her classes, Patterson was still bitter about her indecisive behavior. Any time she tried to talk it out with him, it wasn’t long before the conversations became hate-filled arguments.

The school year quickly went by. Soon it was time for the Bal de Promo (Solidarity Prom Ball), a charity gala that was the French version of American proms. And like the other girls, Dana and Carmen were excited to attend.

Right now the two girls were getting ready in their dorm rooms. Carmen wore a neon pink strapless dress with a poofy skirt, and ruby high heels. Her normally straight hair was done in soft curls, completing the look with a red flower barrette. Dana, on the other hand, went for a more sophisticated look with a dark blue evening gown and silver heeled sandals. At the moment she was trying to pin up her hair, but with it being naturally curly, it was hard to pin it up properly.

Eventually Dana gave up. She wanted to do something different for tonight. Carmen quickly noticed the American girl’s frustration. “You okay?” she asked.

“No,” Dana answered. “Dorian from the school boxing team asked me out for tonight and I want to look absolutely perfect for him.”

Carmen chuckled as she walked over to Dana. “You have such a quick temper, chica,” she said, having a gentle grasp on the fluffy curls. “You’re gonna give yourself a heart attack.”

After using a number of bobby-pins and a light amount of hairspray, Carmen had finished pinning up Dana’s hair. “Thanks Carmen,” Dana said, smiling wide.

“No problemo,” Carmen replied. “Now come on. We have a charity gala to attend.”

—

When the two girls arrived at the school gymnasium, Dana allowed Carmen to go off and have fun with her date. As for Dana herself, she simply enjoyed the charity gala. Sure so many people were in awe over her, but at age 18, she got tired of it. After all, it was a Cipher’s doing that made her like this.

Some time later, Dana overheard a bit of a scuffle. Curious, she walked over to the source of the sound. To her surprise, two guys were in a fight. Or to be more specific, one guy was beating up the other guy. Upon closer inspection, the brunette American gasped.

The guy who was doing the attacking was Patterson, although Dana didn’t recognize him at first. Her wore a pure black suit and his naturally blonde hair was gelled back. The guy Patterson was attacking was Dorian, a Paris-born redhead.

“HOW DARE YOU ABANDON DANA FOR ANOTHER GIRL!” Patterson yelled.

“C-Come on, man,” Dorian stammered. “I had to choose between the boxing team’s strongest fighter and the president of the chess club.”

“You have no right to leave Dana without telling her!” Patterson exclaimed between hits. “She has been through unspeakable things! You have absolutely no right to break her heart like that!”

Dana was amazed. She felt glad that Patterson was standing up to her. It was actually…kind of sweet.

Not wanting this to get any worse, Dana walked over to the two guys and got between them, breaking up the fight. “Let’s just get out of here,” she told Patterson, sounding a bit sad.

Patterson calmed down almost instantly. He held out his hand to Dana, which she accepted, allowing him to lead her to the dance floor. To her surprise, he stood in front of her, still holding on to her hand.

“I don’t know about you, but I want my prom night to be all cliched like in the movies,” Patterson said, placing his free hand on Dana’s hip. “So how about we dance and then we just run out of here?”

Dana giggled as she placed her free hand on Patterson’s shoulder. “You’re the worst,” she said.

And so, the two danced to the slow-paced music. As they danced, Dana thought about what had happened to her. She just spent six years in Paris, far away from her former life in America. And during her time, she grew and underwent changes. Sure she still wears ponytails and sneakers, and she still likes rock music, but her skill as an artist had improved and her punching ability had become stronger. She even learned to appreciate the mannerisms of a proper lady and she became fluent in French. And because puberty was utmost kind of her, she had blossomed into a beautiful woman.

And during most of those years, Patterson stuck by her side. He grew up with her. Sure he was a bit clingy, but he was still a good friend.

Then Dana had a sudden realization. After the events of Weirdmageddon, she and Patterson agreed that the sudden kiss was out of impulse and it was better for the two to remain friends. But his behavior in Paris was rather odd for someone who only saw her as a friend. It was almost like…he was jealous when she attracted the attention of a random guy.

If Patterson only saw Dana as a friend, what was with all the jealousy? Could he have developed a crush on her? The brunette beauty started to feel bad. No wonder Patterson got upset on her 18th birthday last year. She had to do something to make it up to him, but what?

—

When the slow dance was over, Dana and Patterson left the school and headed into the city. They spent the remainder of the evening walking around and admiring the nighttime scenery. Needless to say, it was the most fun Dana ever had.

Some time later, while Dana and Patterson sat by the one of the Fontaines de la Concorde, the two witnessed a beautiful sunrise. Seeing such a sight made Dana smile. “Thanks Patterson,” she said, looking at him.

Patterson smiled in response. And at that moment, Dana felt something strange inside her. Patterson had also changed over the past six years. The familiar chubby cheeks were gone and replaced by a nicely-developed jaw. His blonde hair, despite being gelled, was starting to fall back into place. And for the very first time, Dana noticed that his eyes were a deep shade of blue. It was as if…she had fallen in love with her closet guy friend.

“Je t'aime, mon beau prince,” Dana said.

Patterson smirked a bit. “Really Dana?” he asked. “A love confession in French?”

“Well you do come from an insanely rich family and you are quite good-looking,” Dana replied.

Patterson chuckled before he kissed Dana on the lips, to which she responded by kissing back. The kiss lasted for only a few seconds, but it was enough to leave them both smiling.

“So do you really mean it?” Patterson asked. “Do you really love me?”

“Of course,” Dana answered. “And I’m serious this time. Sure I might have had a thing for redheads, but I never noticed how handsome blondes are.”

“Then come on, my princess,” Patterson said as he and Dana stood up. “I think it’s best if we told Carmen about us.”

Mmkay but dippica Get a Clue/Clueless AU. Disney needs to stop this nostalgia spiral. Tagging @diisco–girl cause she’ll agree with me.

I HAVE NEVER THOUGHT OF THIS BUT YES.

DIPCIFICA CLUELESS AU OMG SOMEONE GIMME

didn’t watch get a clue whoops