Gravity Falls Video Dame

Name: Tambry / Age: 15 / Ask me questions, talk to me, or whatever

RP/ask blog for Tambry, from Disney's Gravity Falls

M!A: None (Accepting)

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#fashion
#robert

fashionofthemultiverse:

UV Glow Galaxy Print Cap Sleeve Fit and Flare by CoquetryClothing

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#india
#fashion

dwightdangershrute:

formal ended up super great and my saree pleats stayed perfect the whole time!! c:

afghangster:

people romanticize growing up in the 90s but we had our struggles 

(Source: 0ver-doze)

twofacedtriangle:

twofacedtriangle:

4. “Let’s build a treehouse!”

"Let’s build a treehouse!" Bill called to the stranger. He hung from the tree, delighted.

He had no idea who that lady was, but he wanted to make a treehouse and God knew he was going to make his treehouse.

"Hah! What a great nickname!" he said, grinning from ear to ear. "William’s complaining now! Somethin’ about giving the wrong impression. ‘I don’t hate happiness! I just dislike nonsense!’" Bill mimicked William, speaking with an exaggerated tone. "The guy doesn’t know how to have fun!"

Bill ran over to the tree she was indicating. He hopped around, climbing on one of the branches and walking along it. “I like it!” he declared. “Good eye, kiddo!” It occurred to him that he never asked for her name.

"Hey, what’s your name?

Tambry covered her mouth with her hands to stifle a giggle at his impression, her body shaking with laughter rather than fear as she finally relaxed. He reminded her of Billy when he did that, and she was usually rather comfortable around that particular demon. Maybe this Bill wasn’t as cruel and insane as the one to whom she’d grown accustomed. “He kind of sounds like my Grandma.” She froze and looked up him in a mild panic, shaking her head and attempting to address his other half as best she could. “But I mean no offense, sir! My grandmother is a very distinguished person! She’s just… she has different interests.”

She exhaled and followed after him at a much slower pace, giving her mind a chance to recover from her outburst and waiting to see what he did with the tree before getting too close.

Wait, he didn’t know her name? Well, how… pleasant! Good to know he hadn’t been rummaging through her mind for at least that scrap of information. “Thank you, sir. And my name is Tambry. Tambry Madan.” She set her sights on a lower branch than the one Bill had climbed on and hopped up to get a better view of the tree, her speed only a hair slower than the other. 

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#cats

dakotaangel:

Uli by Paky RJ on Flickr.

stupidcoolfinnparty:

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"…….I don’t understand."

"No one does. I don’t even get it. I love cake and ice cream, but on my birthday it just feels wrong. It’s like… I don’t want people going through the trouble for me. Like I’m not worth it, but I don’t think I’m unworthy of things. I just don’t want a day for myself.”

(Source: purplehairandgranitephone)

Important Announcement

First off, let me say this isn’t something from Tam. This is Amanda, the mun, speaking, and I feel the need to announce something important.

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stupidcoolfinnparty:

"I like them for anyone!"

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"But when it’s YOUR birthday, you get stuff that YOU like, and you get to pick out the cake flavor and the ice cream and everything!"

"But I don’t want cake and ice cream on my birthday…"

(Source: purplehairandgranitephone)

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#billymischief
purplehair-and-granitephone sent:

PLEASE DON'T TELL PEOPLE ABOUT MY BIRTHDAY

billymischief:

billymischief:

Why?  Don’t you want to be showered in gifts and stuff?

I honestly, truly do not get you.

I can try!  I can pay them!

I don’t get you most of the time either.

And what, spend money you could have used to go to a spa or something to actually pamper yourself?

stupidcoolfinnparty answered your post: I don’t care about my birthday. I don’…

"What? But cake n’ presents are awesome!"

"Yeah, when they’re for other people! I just don’t like them for myself… I don’t know. Maybe I am weird."

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#tambry talks

I don’t care about my birthday. I don’t care about cake or presents or attention. 

I don’t hate it, I don’t love it, and there’s no trauma attached to it. I just don’t care about people celebrating it. It’s not that hard to understand.

Is it?

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#billymischief
purplehair-and-granitephone sent:

PLEASE DON'T TELL PEOPLE ABOUT MY BIRTHDAY

billymischief:

billymischief:

Why?  Don’t you want to be showered in gifts and stuff?

Daww, you really hate your birthday, doncha?

So do they even know when your birthday is?  Or do they think you’re kind of birthday-less freak.  Maybe they think you were born outta the timestream!

I don’t feel like you owe me.  I just feel like it would be nice to have like, more than one birthday a year.

Maybe someone else wants to give up their birthday!

I don’t hate my birthday. And of course they know when my birthday is! They also know I don’t like to talk about it, so that’s why they don’t say anything. They’re giving me what a want: a normal, not me-centric day. Although I just realized I have someone else I should probably pay attention to that day… maybe Rob’ll finally agree to meet my friends and I can still have my usual fun without leaving him behind.

I don’t think life works that way, Billy.

tags:
#billymischief
purplehair-and-granitephone sent:

PLEASE DON'T TELL PEOPLE ABOUT MY BIRTHDAY

billymischief:

billymischief:

Why?  Don’t you want to be showered in gifts and stuff?

Oh come on.  Everyone knows I fucked up my own birthday.

So, you are capable of being selfish, aren’t you?

Look, just because I don’t want to be pampered doesn’t mean I don’t have family obligations. I’m expected to sit with them for meals, open presents, talk to them about how my life is going, and freak out about college in a few years. Then I get my break with my friends to go do stupid shit for a while with no one saying anything about my birthday before coming home late to shower and go to sleep.

I don’t have time to pamper you just because your own birthday sucked. Besides, I gave you a birthday gift already. I’m not going to be your servant for a day or whatever to “make up for it”.