Susie. 25. Biromantic asexual. She/they. Libra. ISFJ. Writer, college student, mediocre gif maker, D&D enthusiast, and trash for too many fandoms to list here. (Go here for that, and here for my ships.)
Currently super into cartoons, dolls, TTRPG, and podcasts. Still a Taylor Swift and musical theatre fangirl. Desperately awaiting the fourth Nevermoor book.
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I love the implication that Ford was still writing parts of the journal right as Weirdmageddon was starting up. Like he’s writing it as him and Dipper are running through the woods together, trying to keep hidden as Bill’s weirdness takes over the town.
GIRL STOP WRITING AND GET HIM
Ford, squatting with his journal on his knee, carefully inking in the body of the monster actively ending the world: “Dipper, stand guard for me while I finish drawing this beautiful landscape of the cliffs around our endangered town. And can I borrow your white-out? I need it to draw Bill’s eye really big—”
WAIT YEAH, HE DOES USE WHITE OUT FOR THAT PAGE, DOESN’T HE?
Post uncancelled, FORD WE ARE IN AN APOCALYPSE. STOP DOING ARTS AND CRAFTS.
He keeps his art supplies in his coat for ease of access.
I think I finally found a job I want to do. President of the United States. You don’t look excited. — No, sure, sounds like a fun project. — Is this about the play? Because I loved it. — You don’t want to waste your money putting in on, but running for president, that’s a sound investment?
SUCCESSION(2018–2023) S01E10: Nobody Is Ever Missing
