shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

"I don't think she intended to do that, and I am sure she will apologise if you talk to her about it. I think she decided how she feels about you. And there's not a lot you can do about that. I also think you should talk to her about this, and I will go with you if you like. I love you both, and I don't want you to hurt each other through miscommunication."

 

Ford laughs. "Well, it's not even winter where I live, but I celebrated Chanukah, which is the festival of lights, growing up, and we have presents too. For eight days." He grins. "I still do a little but it's hard to say when I should since I live on a different planet. And on Pennarion we have The Longest Night. Everyone stays up late or wakes up early to sing the sun up, and there are also presents."

 

more of what?

 

No She Didnt But You Referred To Her As My Mother Without Even Considering How Fucking Weird And Nonsensical That Maybe Sounds To A Troll. I Dont Have Anything To Say To The Admiral At The Moment, She Has Not Brought It Up.

 

"Okay." Ford puts his hands up. "I won't do that again. I just..." He sighs. "We made you fosterlings for a reason, rather than adopting you outright, and that has nothing to do with how much we care about you. Frankly, a lot of it had to do with not wanting to make you legally full siblings, because we know how Oneira and Loreli feel about Mabel and Dipper. We know we're your guardians, although I really love it when you call me Dad. And I know you're closer to me by far than you are to her. But you know how much I love her, right? Can you think of her as clade?"

 

hashtag catholic lyfe we're wild ay eff gonna sing n shit until the wee hours who's ready for some MIDNIGHT MASS

bluh >:[

 

If I Didnt At Least Tolerate Her Presence I Would Not Be In her Home.

 

Ford grins at her. "I love you, Buglet."

 

Among all the unexpected things that Fiddleford McGucket never expected, probably the most unexpected was the thing where Stanford-Fucking-Pines turned out to be a better parent than he was. Even considering the very low bar that entailed.

 

Merry, uh... Christmas, no wait, Chanukah... or is it Kwanzaa?

I'm not entirely sure, honestly.

 

Satinalia! Where's your mask? (she laughs)

 

Ha, human holidaysss. Ssstupid.

 

Satinalia? Don't you mean Saturnalia?

 

merry your turn for the kid while i get shitfaced and do dick in a box day.

 

Oooh that sound fun!

-walks over and drops a bag of human safe candy in her hands if she catches it-

We´re supposed to have masks?

 

God no.

 

[She shrugs, a little uncomfortable]
What Will You Call Me When Im A Hulking Monstrosity Post Second Pupation? Not A Long Lived Nickname.

 

(blink) ... noooo? Is that what you celebrate?

 

Ho hush op und get drunk -hands him a drink-

 

-Leans away- No thanksss. What is in that? Could be poison. Never trussst a ssstranger.