#Faller moments

[pokemonblack3white3]

[faller-of-kharbranth]

I was going to be so very autistic about the broadsword that I got and its relation to The Twoworlder, one of my OCs who took over Shallahi’s blog at some point, but no, that one’s a greatsword.

Whole different thing.

[jackhasfallenx2]

Don't worry, I get it.

👍

[disneynerdpumpkin]

How to summon a Gravity Falls fan:

Scream at the top of your lungs, "MY EX-WIFE STILL MISSES ME..." into the void and wait for someone to scream back and finish

[toxx-apex-727]

..this got. kinda. a lot. i'll. ill just put it under a cut. -Skel

i keep. going back to that moment.

i thought they were gonna die. i didn't wanna watch them die. i couldn't move. i thought they were gonna die. i thought i was gonna die. i couldn't do anything. i thought i was gonna watch them die. i thought i was gonna lose them. i thought i wasn't gonna see them again.

...i don't wanna be in malie right now.

[timaeus-tumbled]

This is the fifth time someone has asked to take a picture with me because my “cosplay was cool.” I refused.

I’ve also seen people point their phones towards me on occasion, though I’m not sure if it’s coincidence or if they were actually taking photos of me. I sincerely hope they weren’t.

[harteofthehart-ayyy]

You obviously like Quagsire but important question what are your opinions on Clodsire

Even more important question: What is a Clodsire

[pokemagma]

January 2025 PokeMagma "Space Time Shenanigans; PLAniversary!" results!

[click for better picture's resolution!]

So many trainers fell down through the space-time Rift, and yet they still had fun in Hisui! Thank you all so much for all your arts, sketches, talks and fun moments!

Hope you all love the results, because we surely admire them deeply!

As always, the doodle and mini-challenge results!

Credits for backgrounds:

Fallers, Camping and Doodle: @doodlejoltik

Beni Table and Photo Studio: @beastkonohaworld

Ruins: @protagpigeon

Mountain: @aphelverne

Photo Album: @choochooboss

Last but not least: if you missed our session, do not worry! The next session is due to start on February 14th! Hope to see you all here too!

ALL ABOAAAARD! - PokeMagma Team

[We also have two small bonus edits for backgrounds, look under the line!]

The full version of The Fallers canvas!

And second edit: MELLI MELLI MELLI MELLI MELLI- 💜💜💜💜

[hkthatgffan]

February 10th. Not any important day for most people or even Gravity Falls fans. But for me, this was the day it all began. 8 years ago on Feb 10, 2017, I started my first ever watch of the show. I thought Gravity Falls was not gonna be anything major or play that big a part in my life at the time and figured it would just be a fun little show to take my mind off all the ups and downs of life at the time. Instead it became the beginning of all that I've now had the chance to do and a starting point to help me reach a better and happier overall life.

Today of course I now have this channel and community behind it, as well as the merch I've gotten over the past 8 years from official, fan made and even from Alex Hirsch himself. But back in 2017, I was just the new kid on the block and stuff like getting Journal 3 that March was a huge deal and the first thing I ever bought GF merch wise. For a guy who joined well after the show ended, I'm thankful to those early GF fans I met who left a positive perception of the show and fandom on me that made me stick around and in turn, I hope I've been able to continue that with what I do for new fans who have joined since.

It's crazy honesty how sometimes a small thing you don't think about too much in the moment, can change your life in major ways. IDK where I would be rn if I never found Gravity Falls. I owe so much to the positives this show and the fandom gave me in life and motivated me towards. It of course wasn't all perfect...I mean, every fandom has its bad aspects, but at the end of the day, I'm so grateful for this amazing show and the good it's done for not just me, but so many others.

Hard to imagine that day in 2017 was 8 years ago now and how different things then were. Weirdmageddon 3 wasn't even a year old yet. The next big Gravity Falls milestone upcoming was the show turning 5. Journal 3 Special Edition was still available for preorder. Cipher Hunt had only happened a few months ago. It all felt recent then...now it's so long ago you could make a nostalgia compilation of it all, lol.

Here's to 8 years of being a Gravity Falls fan. Once a Faller...always a Faller.

[ridreamir]

How about some head cannons for blue berry academy students befriending a new student reader who turns out to be a faller? The reader is from our world and does have at least some memory loss.

And so I might have turned it into a fic and not a list of HCs... lemme know if you want me to rewrite it lol -- it was getting kinda long so this might just be a part one of two if people actually like it. If not I'll just move onto other things :p

With the multi-billion dollar project underway to extend Blueberry Academy's underwater campus, there's been an influx of new students lining up to attend the recently founded institution!

As for you who may or may not have crash-landed in Unova not long ago -you with no credentials- there's no way you could have applied to join the wave of incoming students... had it not been for a string of improbable events that tied you up in some top secret plot.

An unpredicted meteor ripped through the planet's atmosphere in the late hours of night. A burst of unusual green-blue energy had not only been visible to the naked eye, but it set off all the satellite radars in the region. And what stumbled out of the impact zone was the most unlikely part of the story.

... Where... were you? Did you... fall asleep again? Opening your eyes, the cold midnight wilderness flashed alight with an eerie aurora floating close to the ground. The dust was settling, but instead of dispersing into the dirt, it'd been floating up back toward the clear starflecked sky. The surrounding field stood littered with broken shards of... something. They'd been decaying into twinkling flakes light enough to float off the ground — and being that it was pitch black, the only light you had to see was quickly dispersing from the stripped soil and clumps of torn up grass. Once they'd burnt the last of their light, it had left you nothing but one last gentle light source. Registering the mysterious shimmering crystal not far from your face, you sat up, with no proper sense of how you'd got there or what it had been doing on top of you. You must've walked for miles with it in your arms before passing out from exhaustion.

...

You're really asleep again. You tried to cry out, open your eyes. Nothing happened. You tried to feel your fingertips, your breath in and out of your nose. Where is your body? Nothing... happened. The shell forming around you kept out the melded together white silhouettes, but it also kept you in. But a woman burst through the doors, and you couldn't make out here face as she yelled at them to stop. No, all you could make out was the familiar pattern of her earrings. "Can't you see that you can't drill through this?!" She pushed them out of the way, standing between you and their stainless steel tools. "You'll do nothing but hurt the both of them!"

. There's some illegible message displayed on the device you hold in your hands. You look down at it, not remembering what you were doing before.

You can't make out any of the details anymore, but you're unable to look away as you hear the sound effect from pressing the A-button. The symbols warp into familiar letters. You suddenly feel a slightly overshadowing presence behind you. At last, comprehensible text materializes.

"And so you have returned with some pretense of self awareness. Not as you were before, however."

You press the A-button again. "More a shell of what you once were... Something I lament to say likely cannot be reversed." A-button. "Nay, you are not the you that I once knew." You... press it again. "..." It does not speak, so you press it again.

And again.

"I am at a loss as to whether I should mourn a past that has faded into obscurity or feel at peace knowing that you are as ever-changing as the world you left in my charge." You press the button one more time, but the voice seems to hesitate for a moment, thinking of what next to say.

". . . "

"Regardless, I have been awaiting your return for a very long time."

.

.

.

Better to get up and put on your tacky school uniform now than fall back asleep and wait to be dragged out from your boring old dorm room by the scruff.

Being taken as a test subject in the most remote middle-of-the-ocean facility felt more like being held prisoner than enrolling in school. Your homeroom teacher, Ms. Briar, had served as a reminder that the muddy flashes of memories you had of being encased in a living crystal were, in fact, real. She seems to know a lot about the creature you woke up holding, but next to nothing about you. While still mildly annoyed by her poking and prodding, you've warily come to accept that her endless curiosity is not out of cruelty. She is... respectful toward you. Not of your boundaries, but she's fascinated with you in a mild manner that does not immediately endanger your safety. Speaking of, as you sat down and slung your bag over the desk chair, Terapagos came tumbling out, clinking clumsily against the floor. "Aaa-" It cried, stuck on its back. Or, well, not it. He. You quickly scooped him up and set him back on his legs. He's looking up at you, nudging your shoe with his head. His unusually large eyes sparkle as he stares with unmatched innocence, waiting for you to bend over and pick him up. Which you do, knowing the pink haired girl that sits a few rows behind you is vibrating in her seat. "Cute... so cute..." She's mumbling under her breath. Ever since you 'enrolled' she'd done nothing but stare at your companion, which he seemed to find uncomfortable if the pulling at your shoelace wasn't enough to convey that fact. "Alright, little guy, alright. I'm on it." You huff, gently plucking him off the ground with two hands. He cries out in joy and she suddenly clutches her heart, falling backward out of her seat.

...

Nobody here talks to you. Not because they haven't tried, but because every attempt has been met with you either pretending you hadn't heard them or getting up and walking out the classroom. All Briar had to do was take the attendance. They couldn't necessarily threaten you into forced bonding with others. No, your real confinement was having to go into the terrarium and complete menial tasks for the equivalent of money just so you could buy food and school supplies. You didn't even want to be here, you just didn't have anywhere better to go. Apparently they just wanted to protect you for the time being, but there's no way in hell you'd believe that's why they sent you into glorified solitary confinement in the middle of the ocean. Everyone else had permission to come and go whensoever they pleased.

No, your only equals here were your few Pokemon friends. The researchers might've claimed to be keeping your friends in the terrarium for the sake of their health and the preservation of the outside world it mimicked, but you'd never believe in their so called pure intentions. No, this was a pretty little garden for outsiders looking in, and a cage too small for ornate living decorations like you.

Terapagos had been your only one constant since day one, and he was wary of most other people. You trusted his judgement the most. Most other people. The lunch ladies were apparently the saints of the Pokemon world. The food staff are genuinely kind, and Terapagos is a fiend for all types of Pokemon confections you're quickly learning. They've told you that most Pokemon have a taste preference, but not your special little pal, though the poor thing had such a tiny stomach that does not match his monstrous appetite at all.

There's one other person Terapagos had once been intent on pestering in at the cafeteria, but was quickly distracted by another helping of berries and whipped cream.

Compliments to the hardworking Alcremie in the kitchen, they were the only ones who could truly keep his menace at bay... You were endlessly thankful for the distraction, anyway. You wouldn't have known what to do if he'd marched right on up to the four of them chatting amongst themselves over lunch. Red haired dude. Pink haired girl. Scary four eyes. Annoying dragon jerk. Everyone knew who they were. Those were the most problematic trainers in all the Academy.

[pokemonblack3white3]

Professional workplace relationships

[faller-of-kharbranth]

gtet...

ANON WHEN I TELL YOU I WHEEZED—

Yeah. That’s a Meta Reason why I like Sword so much!

[jackhasfallenx2]

Well, let's hope this has good repercussions in your future.

I mean. It probably won’t lead to him being suspected of murdering me or something, seeing as I was like. Multiple hours away from where he was. So…

[fallershipping]

I had a bit of a fucked up AU that I didn't want to share because I always feel too silly to share AUs but, since Fallershipping is Fallers and all-- Could you imagine Looker and Anabel living their life in Interpol, falling in love, marrying, having kids/or not it doesn't matter, remaining together until their old age, finally closing their eyes for the last time and

they wake up back in their original universes, the MOMENT they became Fallers, but it's as if they never Fell to begin with. The people they originally knew but cannot remember crowding around them like "Are you okay?! There was all this light and we saw you get too close and..."

And Looker and/or Anabel just. stare. off. into space.

i was reminded of this fucked up thought during a chat in a discord and it's.

it's pretty horrible ngl! :)

[timaeus-tumbled]

Looking back on it, I can't tell who wanted that kiss more. The AR or me.

I wish I could travel back in time to snap him in two for even considering it, and to strangle myself to death for good measure.

[faller-of-kharbranth]

I am just a fox on the internet!

And nothing else!

💬

Malkah!

Malkah is one of those people who I know the name but every single time I see them I forget who they are entirely. I’m sorryyyyyyyyyyy I don’t know who cursed me to forget you every single time I know who you are I’m sorryyyyyyyy