#opines

"Quiero que me oigas, sin juzgarme. Quiero que opines, sin aconsejarme.

Quiero que confíes en mi, sin exigirme.

Quiero que me ayudes, sin intentar por mí.

Quiero que me cuides, sin anularme.

Quiero que me mires, sin proyectar tus cosas en mí.

Quiero que me abraces, sin asfixiarme.

Quiero que me animes, sin empujarme.

Quiero que me sostengas, sin hacerte cargo de mí.

Quiero que me protejas, sin mentiras.

Quiero te acerques, sin invadirme.

Quiero que conozcas las cosas mías que más te disgusten, que las aceptes y no pretendas cambiarlas.

sentence starters: labyrinth 1986, accepting!

@opines wrote: "well, i'm not afraid, things aren't always what they seem in this place." - Stan!!

"well DUH! you've seen anything and everything whilst you were stuck in that hunk of junk. some of us aren't so lucky, ford!" yes, gravity falls had it's fair share of weirdness, many of those anomalies stan himself had witnessed with his own two eyes. but he hadn't seen everything, and even if he did, they'd still creep him out!

a hand comes out to wave at the surrounding scenery, perhaps checking for invisible walls, maybe something sneaking up on them from god knows where. remind him again why he agreed to come on this little adventure again? well someone had to keep his brother in line. "but let me guess, you've got some kind of gadget or thingy-ma-bob hidden in that oversized jacket of yours that'll just make this SO MUCH easier."

disney's hercules, accepting!

@opines wrote: "that's it. next time, i drive." - for Stan!!

"yeah, fat chance, poindexter. you're not getting anywhere close to the steering wheel, not on my watch." he doesn't even turn to look back at his brother behind him, choosing to glare back with the front hanging mirror instead. he'd managed to scrape together enough money for this beauty all those years ago, has kept it in top condition ever since, well maybe that was debatable sometimes. but you think stan would let his brother get behind the wheel? not until he proved a few things first.

"i know you've got that magnet gun of yours stashed away somewhere, i swear, if that thing goes off and this beauty ends up tottled, i'm lettin' YOU cover the bill and then some."

all-night pharmacy starters !

Eiko nods, understanding. Not much must go on in this place if he's that concerned with her being scandalous.

"Please, I'll be a saint," she waves her hand dismissively, "I'm better than you're giving me credit for. Between you and me, I'm just a normal tourist." Which... wasn't wrong, but it certainly wasn't her full intentions. It was a little getaway, a hideout for the time being. She could lay low here!

spy sentences, accepting!

@opines wrote: "Do you have a plan, or are we just improvising here?" - Stan!!

"ford, you take one good look at me and think if i have a plan." should he be taking this situation seriously? well duh, of course he should. but with how often the pines family found themself in death defying situations, well, you almost become numb to it sometimes. they've survived so much, so they could make it outta this one too! would they have a better chance if he actually made a serious plan though? perhaps ...

"it's worked for us before, need i remind you i've been wingin' it for my entire life? if there's anyone who can get us outta this mess, it's me. you've got your book smarts, but need i remind you who's got the good luck?"

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff, accepting!

@opines wrote: " it looks worse than it feels. " - for Stan!!

"wha- you can't be serious right now, poindexter." okay, maybe stan was overreacting just a smidge, but could you truly blame him? he'd just gotten his brother back after how many years, so finding him practically trying to flood the living room with his own blood? well EXCUSE HIM for not so subtly freaking out. nevermind how he managed to get hurt this bad in the first place, then again knowing his brother, it could be from almost anything, but questions could come later.

"you're just sayin' that because you have the pain tolerance up the wazoo. so what if you've been thrown around like a ragdoll in all of those other dimensions, it doesn't change the fact that you're bleedin' out here at my feet!" grip tightens around the cloth currently pressed to the wound, deep sigh intaken via nostrils before exhaling. "and i thought i was the one with the tough guy persona. who're you gonna impress here, ford? if it hurts, just say so, damn it."

☾ ─── ⋆ ❛ i'll build you a fort on some planet. ❜ the nine year old lays on her side. eyes were droopy and arms wrapped tightly around the make shift toy. she was getting tired - but she didn't want to sleep yet. she just got back.

Pat stops herself from asking if he's serious, remembering that not everyone treated their problems with cheap beer. In all honesty, maybe a milkshake was the healthier option. Either way, it wouldn't kill her to indulge in something sweet. A small smile lightens her features.