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But if I squat…

Why Doctor Pine kinda...👀

I dont even know how to respond to this. What. He's. Hes a puppet. What.

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Stained glass style art for my newest D&D character, Romilly. She’s a fae-raised aasimar bard that collects father figures.

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Hey, I found a cure for depression and existential dread! Just get your braces off! 100% guaranteed to make world wonderful again for at least 3 days!

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Why do I only ever post anything at dawn.

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Who pointing a gun at Teen Stan is that in the New AU you made?

I HAVE AN ASK?! Wow, I just accidentally found where they are while looking for drafts! I feel like they should be easier to see… It’s been here awhile… Sorry!

But, as to the ask itself, I shall post a couple new things on it fairly soon (as soon as I stop getting distracted by other people’s awesome aus)! It’s half way done and it’s the horrifically fucked up version up first. But at least in it the featured Stan doesn’t die!

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I love the horror aspect of this so much, but I couldn’t get one silly thought out of my head as I was reading this: Shifty loved talking about DD&MD with Ford. He would deny it to his dying breath but he really enjoyed discussing character builds and their favourite monsters and they matched Ford’s passion for the game 100%.

Maybe Shinty’s a larper. Maybe they got into it with Soos, after all their anime battles re-enactments. Maybe he enjoys the art of acting and being silly and serious at the same time. Maybe he finds freedom in pretending without being, without changing what they truly are.

E i wanna thank u personally for the extremely swag shifty-posting. they're so eerie and unsettling and it's So So Good. ford's living in The Thing (1982) and everyone else is living in Alf (1986-1990)

Listen. I absolutely love Shifty being a way to introduce themes of child neglect and trauma into stories its so. Its so goddamn JUICY. However. I am a horror girlie at heart and I love uncanny valley type shit and just. Theres so much THERE.

Remember the Gravity Falls episode Roadside Attraction? Where everyone piles into the RV and Ford is just kinda left back at the Shack?

Ford isn't there to wave everyone else goodbye. In fact, during the couple days that everyone is off, he doesn't even notice the Shack is technically empty of his family.

He doesn't notice, because everytime he goes upstairs, someone is there to greet him.

Over the course of the week he sees everyone, Stan, Soos, Dipper and Mabel. He even runs into Shifty sometimes (and quickly retreats into the basement)

At one point, Dipper comes down and brings him a sandwich and they talk about Dungeons, Dungeons and More Dungeons.

And then one morning he gets up and everyone is in the living room, looking exhausted from...a trip? What trip?

"We were gone all week Poindexter," Stan says tiredly. "What, you didn't even notice?"

A shiver runs up Ford's spine as he turns, and catches the smallest grin on Shifty's face as he passes the open door.

The entire week, he only saw one person at a time.

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This is very Stan and Ford.

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Just binged @aroace-get-out-of-my-face ‘s Merman Stan AU! First of all, it’s a delight. I don’t even care about mermaids and I’m obsessed with it. Secondly, here’s my take on what happens with Bill in this dimension:

Text transcript under the cut:

Panel 1: With Stanley’s help, I can finally navigate the underwater tunnels to gain entry into the cave system hidden in these cliffs. According to my research, original inhabitants of these lands used to consider them sacred. I wonder what amazing things I will find!"

Panel 2: Finally! Fordsy will summon me, I will get rid of Big Fish and Specs, and we’ll have the portal built in no time. This dimension is practically mine!

Panel 6: EAT SHIT, BILL! - THE OCEAN

Panel 7: Huh, I guess my sources were wrong…

Panel 8: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK (in Bill’s substitution cipher)

Panel 9: And they lived happily ever after without Bill. The End!

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The Keeper of Unwanted Things

Had another GF AU idea! Started with an art idea and has great potential for a lot of Suffering, Ford Guilt, and Stan Abandonment Issues. Lots of text under the cut, not really a fic, more of a write-up.

It starts as many of these stories do - with a conversation on the swings, with new dreams forged and old dreams broken. Then… something changes.

After Ford leaves the swings and goes home, Stan, instead of raging at the machine, rages at fate, right there at the beach. He grumbles, kicks at sand, shakes his fist at the sky, and, after finally calming down some, goes to work on the Stan’O’War. Maybe Ford decides to come sailing anyway, and then she’ll be ready!

The next day, when the West Coast Tech representatives arrive and Ford unveils the Perpetual Motion Machine, it works flawlessly! For about 15 seconds, and then Ford accidentally bumps the the table with his hip. With a crackle and a spark, the machine seizes its motion, and the representatives stop smiling. They strike “Stanford Filbrick Pines” from their list and leave. Ford returns home heartbroken, devastated, and a failure. But it’s the 60s and sadness is a girly emotion, so by the time he reaches Pines Pawns Stanford is fuming.

In the living room, Stan is none the wiser. He took the time to let out some steam on a few pieces of driftwood when working on the boat and sorta accepted sailing with Ford when he comes back for a summer break or maybe he should move to California too, get a job and sail every weekend together. The future no longer feels so daunting, so Stan is playing with a paddleball and watching TV. And as Ford stomps in and furiously chucks the crumpled pamphlet on the floor, Stan can’t imagine why his twin is so angry.

“Hey, what's the word, Sixer?”

“My project broke!”

“Who broke it?! I’ll kick their asses!”

“No one broke it! It broke! It just stopped! A perpetual motion machine has one job – to not stop. I worked so hard and I’m still not West Coast Tech material…”

“Don’t say it! You’re the smartest genius in the world! Maybe you can fix it and call them back? We can say it was sabotage! Although if you think about it, maybe there's a silver lining. Huh? Treasure hunting?”

“Treasure hunting?! MY LIFE IS RUINED AND YOUR FIRST THOUGHT IS THE STUPID BOAT!”

“Come on, bro, I’m just trying to be positi-“

“Positive! It’s a positive for you! You couldn't handle me going to college on my own! You need me! But quest what - I don’t need you! I’m tired of always being part of pair!”

“What happened to wherever we go, we go together?!”

“Why would I want to go anywhere or do anything with the person who won’t even take his future seriously?!”

With that Ford storms off, almost crushing into his father on the way out. Stan is surprisingly good at regulating his emotions in this dimension, so he just stomps back into their room and doesn’t do anything stupid. Stanford on the other hand, angrily speed walks all the way to the beach, past the Stan’O’War, and to the old caves where they originally found the boat. He doesn’t really look where he’s going, and even though they’ve explored every inch of these caverns as children, Ford somehow ends up in a place he’s never seen before.

It’s a grotto that seems bigger than it is, its walls lost in the dark, with a small lake starting practically at the entrance. Ford sits at the edge of the water, going through breathing exercises. He’s already starting to feel bad about his outburst, Stanley was only trying to help, in his own way. But any possible self-reflection is interrupted by something coming out of the lake: a shifting spirit wreathed in waters glowing an eerie blue. The creature moves across the surface as if dancing, growing larger and larger as it approaches the shore, towering over him. It arranges its shape into a face with a curious expression and suddenly the worst day in Stanford’s life becomes the best.

The creature introduces themselves as the Keeper of the Unwanted Things, and says that they are an entity from another dimension, whose purpose and sacred duty is to collect things that others are ready to discard and give them a new loving home. And the emotions absorbed by the objects in their collection give the Keeper power to shift between worlds and even affect reality, which they use to find new things and even give blessings to their former owners. The Keeper can sense that Stanford recently found a new dream but is filled with sorrow for some reason. Ford, naturally, immediately shares his life’s story with this fascinating anomaly and tells them about the West Coast Tech, a dream lost as quickly as it was found.

The Keeper offers him a deal: they will bend reality to make sure Ford doesn’t accidentally break his own project and in return he will give it something he no longer wants or needs. They use their magic to show an image from yesterday on the still surface of the water: Ford happily walking away from the swings and then the Stan’O’War with Stanley working on the railing.

“You already don’t want it. And once you have your real dream back you definitely won’t need it anymore. No one will need it anymore. It will stay here forever, tied to this place until it rots. It will never sail and never be loved again. But I will cherish it. I will give it a new home. It’s emotion will nourish me and then I will be able to help even more people. You can even visit it again to say goodbye before I leave this place”.

The Stan in the projection puts away their tools and leaves the boat and the image dissipates. Stanford hesitates, but if even Stanley will abandon the Stan’O’War after Ford leaves then it would be better to give it to a new owner. He knows that childish fantasy was going nowhere and it’s good to have confirmation that Stanley will accept it too. So Ford agrees. What’s left of their old dream in exchange for his new one coming true. So it shall be! Once the sun rises, everything will change.

Stanford returns home even more giddy than last night - not only is he going to West Coast Tech, he’s also just met the most incredible anomaly, and he can’t wait to document their interaction. When he comes home, he finds it dark and quiet. Well, as quiet as the it can be with two Pines men snoring the night away. When he enters their room Ford finds another surprise: Stanley asleep at their desk. That never happens (mostly because Ford is the one drooling on his textbooks every night). But there under Stanley’s head is a phonebook and under his hand is a list of tech colleges with their admissions phone numbers and addresses (all over the country) that he must have spent the whole evening looking up. Ford remembers their earlier fight, and how cruel he was in his anger, but Stanley still spent all this time researching colleges for him. They should talk, Stan deserves an apology, even if Ford knows he’s already forgiven. But his brother can sleep through anything, so he settles on putting a blanket around his shoulders. He’ll apologise in the morning.

But the morning comes (it’s a beautiful morning) and Stan is nowhere to be found. When Ford comes in for breakfast, his ma greets him with celebration pancakes, and his father nods at him and his moustache moves in a way that suggests a smile. There’s a thick envelope on the table with the West Coast Tech insignia. It’s a welcome package! And this is not a dream! The Keeper kept their word! So the Stan’O’War must already be in their possession. But Stanley doesn’t know! He might be worried it was stolen. Well, one more thing to apologise for.

“Did you see Stan? We had a fight last night and I really need to talk to him”

“No one’s come over, honey. And you didn’t tell us you made a new friend! When did that happen?”

“What? How would you… well, yes. I made a new friend last night. A very good friend! Very, um, helpful. And I’ll go see them again tonight, but first I need to talk to my brother”

“Oh, Shermie should be here by nine. Poor Jakey has been crying nonstop, missing his Pa”

“No, I’m talking about Stan”

“Your new friend? You’re not making any sense, baby!”

So neither Ma nor Pa seem to remember Stanley. All his things are still there, but as Ford panic searches the house he notices something strange: every mention of his name and every picture of him had been obscured in some way. Water damage, rips in the paper, smudges, even glare from the lights. Every trance of his twin brother is unreachable and no one but Ford remembers him at all.

Either by miracle or design, but Stanford manages to find the Keeper’s grotto again. The entity’s watery smile greets him but now Ford is not blind to the sinister glint in its glowing eyes. Still, true to their word, the Keeper is allows him his goodbye. Stanford’s reflection in the still surface of the lake changes minutely and morphs into the visage of his brother. Stanley is panicking and trying reach out but they can’t touch, now trapped in different worlds. The Keeper was after Stan from the start. Now they will keep him in their domain and literally feed on the twins’ suffering. The initial feelings of betrayal, the broken hopes, the loss, devastation of being literally sold have already made for a delicious meal, and Stan is so full of self-loathing, doubt, and loneliness, he will sustain them for a very long time. And if those emotions ever dull, all they need to do is show Stanley glimpses of his world, how everyone he’s ever loved thriving now that he’s gone.

The Keeper smiles at Stanford one last time, revelling in the twins’ anguished cries, and disappears, taking the image of Stanley with them.

Stanford is left in the dark and quiet. Alone. This is not a dream.

This is a nightmare.

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A new offering to the fanfic gods! A fanart for the brilliant All of These Things, All of the Time by the incredible @lessons-from-moths ! A true delight to read and suffer over. Poor Stan goes through it and I wanna hug him and make it stop but I also crave more with every tear he sheds. Without further ado, I present to you: The Many Names of Stanley Pines

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Have started on new art for Stan Exterminator AU (maybe?) so it shall arrive either in a couple of days or 2 months later. But I have a few versions of it in my head:

1. Classic evil version (bad news for teen Stans) - sad ending

2. Horrifically fucked-up version (in my humble opinion at least) - sadder ending

3. Not so bad version (in comparison with the previous ones) - possibility of a good ending

3.5. The not so bad one but it becomes comedic (infinitely less tragic) - good ending?

Naturally, I’m inspired to make art for the horrifically fucked-up one

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Yay, two arts in two days (conveniently forgets that I started both ages ago)! Inspired by ‘What's an ersatz phantom limb, anyway?’ by curiousCanine. It’s a wonderful little fic that sits snuggly in my chest like a fluffy warm kitten. There’s a sadness to it, but it always makes me smile.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64298131

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After talking to Stan on the swings Ford walks straight home and, for once in his life, voluntarily goes to bed early. Tomorrow is the most important day of his life and he must be well rested in order to impress West Coast Tech representatives. In his dreams he’s so excited to accept a Nobel Prize and Guinness World Record Award for most PhD simultaneously, Ford sleeps through his alarm clock and has to rush around the house in a blind panic but he makes to the gym on time, looking perfectly presentable in his best shirt and his favourite bow tie. He channels every piece of advice Stan has given him on talking to people and showmanship and the judges are so impressed they actually applaud his presentation! Oh, Tesla, it isn’t just the most important day of his life, it’s the best day of Ford’s life too!

I can’t wait to tell Stan and celebrate!

Ford almost skips all the way home, his cheeks pink with excitement and an envelope from WCT people cradled against his chest. He practically flies up the stairs and skids to a stop in front of the couch. An empty couch. Huh. Stan must be in their room, reading comics! But his bed is empty too, he’s not in the bathroom, or the kitchen, or the pawnshop. And as his Ma smothers him in a hug, and covers his squirming face in red kisses, and my little genius and I’m so proud and I knew you’d knock ’em dead, baby, she tells him that Stan never came home last night, must be with his girlfriend, oh young love, I remember what it was like…

Except Carla left him for that hippie a few months ago, so that can’t be it, but they were talking on the beach last night, Stan must have gone to work on the Stan’O’War, and just fell asleep there. Yes, he’d spent the night on the boat before, that’s not so unusual, there’s nothing to worry about! But as Ford runs to the beach his giddy smile slips from his face. There’s the Stanleymobile, right where they left her yesterday.

"Stanley?", I hope he didn’t sleep in the car, don’t want him to get back pain before he’s sixty. But the car is empty and his jacket is still in the back seat. With a worried frown Ford turns and runs to the boat. "Stan!"

With every call into an empty place where Stan should be, but isn’t, Ford’s heart beats faster and his voice grows more frantic. But there is no answer from the little boat or the pier, or waves.

He must be waiting for me on the swings! Oh, I should’ve gone straight there… But that’s great! We’ll celebrate and then talk about the future, see what Stan wants to do after we gradu…

Ford stops, as if all the blood froze in his veins. The fresh salty air grows heavy and the crushing of the waves is replaces by the buzzing in his ears, as the scene in front of him goes blurry.

Stan?

The sand by swings is disturbed as if from a fight. The right seat is broken, its two halves shifting slightly in the breeze. There’s splotches of something dark on the worn splintered wood. Ford finally finds his voice:

"Stan!"

There’s no Stan.

"STANLEY!!!"

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Why not, I already worship dice gods

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

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Reblogging this after an hour long argument with my dad about AI.

Two stunning winners ✨️

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Me going to ao3 with a thirst for angst

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When you get to the very juicy cliffhanger and hit next chapter, but