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But ofc he can’t act like that with his children or any other person, he has to be a role model and act like an adult

So the tantrums about not wanting to wake up “early” (it’s 3 pm) or that he doesn’t have time for meetings or friends, are only made when he is totally alone with Alfred

So wouldn’t it be so funny if someone accidentally saw it? It’s been a very long time where it was only him and Alfred so he sometimes goes back to it. I feel this behavior kinda stop after more kids kept appearing in his house, he mature in that way, so lil Dick was the only one to catch him off guard in this habits

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I apologize that this took me so long to get to you. I've been crazy busy & it's my bday month, so I've spent my free time making self-indulgent bday art ngl lol. I wanted to get it to you soon tho, so it's not exactly what you asked for, but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it!

(Click on the image for better quality)

My asks are still open for anyone who sees this! It just may take me a while to get to them for a little bit. However, I will always get any asks made!

Check out my ask box post on my masterlist to see what kinda requests I do & don't take.

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Wendy Corduroy: So, let's say all the guests at this party ended up on a desert island. Who do you think will be the leader?

Dipper Pines: Me. Uh...

Wendy Corduroy: I think I would choose this crazy one

(and she points to the man to dance, which made Razputin laugh)

Razputin Aquato: No Wendy. I would choose that girl with red hair, she has the skills to fight.

(and he points to a girl with red hair doing tricks and all the spectators are happy)

Norman Babcock: But I chose Todd, he's cool.

(He points to Todd)

Dipper Pines: Ha-ha-ha. I'd probably choose that Stretch over there because he's tall and can pick coconuts?

(and he points to the tall man who is dancing backwards)

Wendy Corduroy: Speaking of tall people, would you like to see anything?

(and she shows a childhood photo of herself with a ponytail and braces)

Wendy Corduroy: These are my brothers and... and me.

Dipper Pines: Ha, you were a freak!

(he closed his mouth in horror)

Razputin Aquato: Haha oh my God, Wendy, you're just a hairy Mabel. Ouch!!!

(Dipper, in a fit of panic and rage, punched Razputin to stop him from talking trash.)

Wendy Corduroy: Aga

(Dipper was surprised because she knows and is proud)

Dipper Pines: You know, kids used to laugh at my birthmark.

Wendy Corduroy: Spot?

Dipper Pines: No! Nothing right... I... why did I say that?

Wendy Corduroy: No way, dude! Now you have to tell me! Show me, show me.

(Dipper drank some juice for courage and shows a spot on his head.)

Wendy Corduroy: Big Dipper! That's where you got that nickname! Eh! That's just cool or something. Hey, I guess we're both freaks.

(and she takes out a glass of juice and Dipper, embarrassed, takes out a glass of juice and hits them together and they laugh until Pacifica comes out of the restroom all angry, whispering)

Pacifica Northwest: If they think they are better than me, they are deeply mistaken. I have money, connections, everything, I will get the crown!

Wendy Corduroy: wait here

Dipper Pines: Certainly

(and she goes into the restroom)

Norman Babcock: So the name Dipper is just a nickname.

Razputin Aquato: And the judge by telepathy, your name is Mason

Dipper Pines: My father called my name, but everyone was already used to it, just like my mother.

Norman Babcock: What are your parents' names?

Dipper Pines: But my dad's name is Mike Pines, and my mom's name is El...

Tyrone : Dipper!?

(and all the dissatisfied clones come)

Tyrone: Why are you here? Clone 10 has been distracting me from sleep for 15 minutes already. Sooner or later he'll get tired of it.

Soos Ramirez: Never

Dipper Pines: You won't believe it, guys! I met Wendy by chance, and it turns out we're getting along great!

Norman Babcock: Uh, Dipper.

Tyrone: Very good but not according to plan

(and they all took out sheets of paper and read the plans)

Dipper Pines: Oh, guys, you seem to have lost your minds. Look, maybe we don't need this plan anymore, okay? Maybe I should just talk to her like a normal person.

Clones 9: AAA!!!

Clones 8: What!?

Clones 7: How dare you!

Clones 5: If you don't want to follow the plan, you won't have to dance with Wendy.

All Clones: Yes/if you think about it..... Fifth/number five is right

Dipper Pines: Guys, come on, we told you we wouldn't fight each other.

Tyrone: I don't think we realized we were time.

(They tried to surround her, but Razputin Aquato came out.)

Razputin Aquato: So, stop, have you forgotten who the psychonauts are? I have psionic powers, I can fry you just by thinking about it.

Dipper Pines: Ha, did you eat it? If you're better than me, then you should know about Razputin and Lili's psionic powers.

Norman Babcock: Raz you saved us!

Razputin Aquato: So, salad, you can say goodbye to your lives by flushing away the water quickly!

Tyrone: Don't take any risks

Razputin Aquato: Well then

(and he snaps his fingers but nothing happens)

Dipper Pines: Am.... Raz

Razputin Aquato: What the hell!?

Clones 11: You didn't count on this.

(and they are shocked to see three more new clones holding a piece of paper with a magical seal like Gideon's in their hands)

Razputin Aquato: Em... looks like we're going to make it......

Earlier today, I served as the “young woman’s voice” in a panel of local experts at a Girl Scouts speaking event. One question for the panel was something to the effect of, “Should parents read their daughter’s texts or monitor her online activity for bad language and inappropriate content?”

I was surprised when the first panelist answered the question as if it were about cyberbullying. The adult audience nodded sagely as she spoke about the importance of protecting children online.

I reached for the microphone next. I said, “As far as reading your child’s texts or logging into their social media profiles, I would say 99.9% of the time, do not do that.”

Looks of total shock answered me. I actually saw heads jerk back in surprise. Even some of my fellow panelists blinked.

Everyone stared as I explained that going behind a child’s back in such a way severs the bond of trust with the parent. When I said, “This is the most effective way to ensure that your child never tells you anything,” it was like I’d delivered a revelation.

It’s easy to talk about the disconnect between the old and the young, but I don’t think I’d ever been so slapped in the face by the reality of it. It was clear that for most of the parents I spoke to, the idea of such actions as a violation had never occurred to them at all.

Around age 13, I tried to express to my mother that I thought I might have clinical depression, and she snapped at me “not to joke about things like that.” I stopped telling my mother when I felt depressed.

Around age 15, I caught my mother reading my diary. She confessed that any time she saw me write in my diary, she would sneak into my room and read it, because I only wrote when I was upset. I stopped keeping a diary.

Around age 18, I had an emotional breakdown while on vacation because I didn’t want to go to college. I ended up seeing a therapist for - surprise surprise - depression.

Around age 21, I spoke on this panel with my mother in the audience, and afterwards I mentioned the diary incident to her with respect to this particular Q&A. Her eyes welled up, and she said, “You know I read those because I was worried you were depressed and going to hurt yourself, right?”

TL;DR: When you invade your child’s privacy, you communicate three things:

You do not respect their rights as an individual.

You do not trust them to navigate problems or seek help on their own.

You probably haven’t been listening to them.