#even if no one else cares

[corcnaiism]

INSIDE LOOK TO PANDORA: DAWN OF GRAVITY FALLS

Pandora’s reign spread across the entirety of Dimension 34, otherwise known as Earth. However, due to her distrust of the human race after a civilization wiped out more than half of her creations, she minimized the chaos influence to a more concentrated part of the planet which the natives have promptly named Gravity Falls — her little corner of property she rightfully claimed as her own. This section of the dimension happened to be the most adaptable when it came to unleashing her creations, so Pandora thought it was the perfect spot for her to use as the “launching pad” whenever it was her time to shine. It also appeared to be the sweet spot that most of her “children’ enjoyed thriving in and those who wanted to live elsewhere could easily migrate. 

And what sealed the deal for her was how respectful the natives were.

It was without a doubt that the human inhabitants were terrified of her creations and all the chaos she would sprinkle in between, but they never tried to kill them off like other humans have. Instead, they built their homes away from the thick forest where her “children” resided and learned to live in unison. Things were strangely balanced for a good while until Bill entered the equation.

For centuries, the one-eyed triangle served as the biggest menace amongst all of her creations, which Pandora couldn’t be more proud of, however Bill’s actions went against The Natural Order’s laws thus forcing her hand to stop him every moment he went overboard. It wasn’t a fun thing to do, and it pained her to have to restrain him and seal him away for a time, but she hoped that one day he would learn and cooperate. 

But it seemed the humans were not too thrilled whenever Bill began causing mayhem either, so they sought guidance and strength from the god of prosperity and wisdom — offering prayers and gifts in exchange for knowledge on how to prevent the triangle demon from overtaking them. The humans were given runes and magic in order to manifest a strange, magical shield around the small town that prevents the chaos residing within Gravity Falls from escaping and lessening their aura presence within. Alongside this, they also learned how to seal Bill momentarily away using that same power granted to them, which became a ritual that was passed down from generation to generation in order to keep the triangle in check. 

Because of this, Pandora’s creations were to remain within the confines of Gravity Falls, and her other creations roaming outside were to never enter. This put a dent between her and the god of prosperity and wisdom’s bond, and there came a lot of arguments and fights because of this. Ultimately, it was the cycle of life, and not all gods were going to get what they wanted, so the only thing that came out of this was that the two gods were never going to see eye to eye, unless they wanted to grab the attention of The Natural Order but neither were too keen on that idea.

However, this rivalry was not the only thing that rendered the gods. It had also immensely affected Bill who now had two gods keeping tabs on him, one in the form of his creator and the other in the form of humans using an ounce of another god’s power to put a chain on him. It made things so much more complicated for him and because of that, Bill learned to hone his powers to where they were more hidden than before, turning himself into a dream demon where he can haunt the minds of others instead of always physically attacking them. He also picked up on making deals with humans who were foolish enough to fall into his trap and use their bodies and mind to inflict damage. It was better than nothing though he knew that Pandora would be able to catch up either way if he got too cocky, considering she had those same abilities herself. So for a long while, Bill worked in the shadows and away from his creator’s eye as best as he could while also dodging humans that knew all too well on how to keep him locked down. 

Time passed on, and the state of Gravity Falls remained the same — peace was kept by the humans and the anomalies coexisting with one another without death involved whilst chaos remained the variable that kept the overwhelming tranquility at bay. Nothing worth mentioning occurred for some long time until one day, Pandora received an alarming signal from deep within Gravity Falls that made her skin crawl.

Her “children” were being threatened again.

Not wanting to go through the same amount of blood-shed as before, the god of chaos made haste to the small town, shrinking her planetary size to accommodate her, albeit being 10ft in height. She walked amongst the planes in her true form as she found the target of aggression being directed towards her unicorns, the colorful horses chained and squealing for release. Pandora released them and set them on their way, but her attention quickly changed towards an individual who had raised a crossbow from amongst the trees.

She did not flinch as such a mundane attack could not hurt her, but she did growl and tense up to show disapproval towards the action. The individual in question wore a dark beige trench coat with dark slacks and disheveled hair. Eyes like coffee beans looked up at her behind “nerdy’ glasses, and it was obvious he was trembling in his boots. Yet he stood his ground with that weapon aimed right at her, hesitant on shooting an arrow right at her stomach. 

" I’m not afraid of you. ”

He spoke.

And Pandora laughed.

Never in her long life had a human stood right up to her and told her such silly words — if only he knew who he was talking to. But she played along, mocking him by picking him up with all of her four arms as she taunted his very appearance. She toyed with him and encouraged him to shoot her all while showing him glimpses of what her powers were capable of. Pandora had hoped to riddle him with fear enough to where he would run away with his tail between his legs, but as soon as she put him back down to the ground and allowed him to do whatever he wanted, the human stayed. Not frozen like a deer in headlights but with awe and wonder decorating his face. 

Now it was Pandora who was the one flabbergasted. 

Of course, she could taste his fear in the air, no doubt about it, but this human was more fascinated by the things he saw than afraid. He had exclaimed his infatuation with her appearance and her powers, asking her what she was, and other interview-like questions. The god of chaos could only stare in confusion for a while until she spotted something on the human’s body that piqued her interest and had her lessen her threatening aura.

He had twelve fingers total.

Two extra than normal.

He was one of a kind.

Pandora had known of humans being born with oddities, but she had never personally met one before. This was a first for her, and her attitude quickly changed to a more intrigued one as she gawked at the human like a kid in a candy store, the questions now being directed at him. But the man was more than willing to share information with her as he put down his weapon and pulled out a journal from within his large pocket, explaining to her his reasoning behind what he had been trying to do with the unicorns. 

And Pandora’s crown of eyes lit up like saucers.

This human, this strange looking man, had been researching HER creations and making a huge deal about the weirdness and chaos they bring about to Gravity Falls. This six-fingered human being had grown infatuated with her work unlike anyone else throughout her lifespan, and it made her feel . . . special. People would fear her and try to rebuke her along with everything else she had made with her bare hands, but this one . . . willingly invited her madness into his life.

What a strange man.

She liked him.

[pippinandme]

Next years studies

So I have officially sent off a "wish" on Parcoursup(the France degree, course platform) for several seperate courses I want to do. They are distance courses at, get this, Sorbonne University in Paris!!!! It's SO exciting! If I get on I have to go there next summer for exams. To Paris! (e.i. I have never been to Paris. Or many places actually)

The course I want to do is called "Letters", which is studying languages, and words and also getting to learn an ancient language(I might choose greek) It's really cool stuff.

Also have done the "demande" for a bourse(grant) to pay for said course(which should come through).

And, which I haven't told anyone till it happens, I have also signed up to get onto a distance accordion course at CNIMA, the best accordion school in France. I don't think I have to go to do exams there, if I did it would be difficult as it would probably be the same time as the Paris ones.

So, very exciting, looking forward to getting on those.

[theoldkyokodied]

The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic

[ribbononline]

Little timeskip Shauna design because I care her. deeply. She runs a little hair salon in Lumiose city

[kelpermoosee]

My friend labeled this “toxic aromantic yaoi” and I couldn’t agree more

[choccy-milky]

ty to @icedmatchawoatmilk13 for sending this to me! i may have gone a bit overboard but this was so much fun to fill out/think about BAHAHA💖 ill still never get over how perfect the song sarah smiles is for them...the lyrics AND the fact that its an alliteration...im gonna do an animatic about seb and clora to that song one day i swear 😩 ((blank template by oakwolves!))

[pharmasrightarm]

separate ways

[padfootastic]

can’t help but think of how, if we choose to go by sirius’ characterisation as a private, arrogant teen who only lets a select few into his circle, sirius’ post-azkaban life just have been such an utterly humiliating experience for him.

especially OoTP. when he has all these near strangers in his childhood house, that he hated and loved and ran away from and couldn’t ever escape. if he spent his entire pre-azkaban existence building a cold and aloof persona, not letting people know what his home life had been like, then to have all of these people get a front row seat to it because of kreacher and portrait walburga’s shenanigans must have been near unbearable. to have the entire order, including snape whom he disliked and mistrusted, hear the kinds of names he’s being called.

not only does he have to deal with the retraumatisation of his childhood, but also the fact that he’s flayed open for everyone to see. it’s not only his freedom, innocence, dignity that has been snatched from him but his privacy also. it’s such a cruel thing to experience, on top of everything else.

to have literal children, his godson who he has been kept away from all this while, whom he presumably wants to be able to look up to him, to have him see into the deepest parts of his soul. to have to be so weak in front of him. not only is he subjected to such vileness but he also cannot do anything about it.

sirius has not had a moment of peace in all the time we knew him. it is indignity upon indignity that is heaped onto him. every other character has gotten a moment of respite but him. it fully breaks my heart.

[pennumbra]

My piece from @hisuizine. The player's first encounter with Alpha Pokemon was so memorable to me that I wanted to illustrate it!

Leftover sales are going on between now and March 15th! 🍃🏔️

[lazylittledragon]

i refuse to believe that boycotting is hard. my favourite thing in the world is ordering maccies after a late night at work/a concert/getting drunk. yes i do miss it sometimes. but the other night i ordered from a small place near my house instead and it was the most orgasmic burger i've ever had in my life. i very rarely say this but fucking suck it up people are DEAD

[heartorbit]

make a wish! 🍃

happy 1st anniversary, in stars and time 🤍

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 345

Let it be known that none of them actually expected the idiots’ of the week’s ritual to work. The summoning hadn’t worked for literal centuries- everyone knew it had been sealed away, presumably forever!

(Of course they had no way to know that in the Infinite Realms actually used the term forever as a measurement of time, what with how time itself wasn’t particularly linear within. And to beings that could hypothetically live for eternity? Forever was a nice vacation time really) 

So maybe they hadn’t been exactly focused on stopping the ritual as much as they could of been, and by the time they realized it was working, well, it’d been a bit too late then. So yes, mistakes had perhaps in fact, been made. 

First had come the chill, the cold of the ground as your body was lowered down, the cold of your blood dripping from your living corpse. Then came the shadows, the darkness creeping along their vision as their soul slipped from their body. Followed by boiling heat, flames scorching through their flesh and tearing from their chests like a blade piercing their hearts. 

The form that emerged was massive, a cloak dripping crimson fluttering in the wind of an unseen battlefield, verdant flames licking at the air and causing the surrounding shadows to writhe. A dark growl echoed through the building, the stone below them shaking while deathly green eyes glowered down at the living with utter contempt. 

“Do any of you imbeciles know how long it takes to get ghostlings to sleep-” 

[slayerdurge]

Gortash & Durge in bed together. Naked. In the dark. Starting at each other.

Gortash looks at Durge and sees a killing machine. All teeth & nails & violence. Consciously created by a god. Made by intelligent design. Measured & planned to achieve a specific purpose. Unholy blood flowing through mortal veins. Efficient. Ordered.

And he says, "You're flawless."

Durge looks at Gortash. Sees his wear & tear. His rougher edges. The marks of a life where nothing was ever handed to him. Where he had to work for every single advantage. The definition of self-made. Will & spite & audacity. Refusal to ever settle. Unrelenting insistence on his own self-worth.

And Durge says, "So are you."

[starmieknight]

Was thinking about Stan's habit of grabbing his chest when he's scared and then thought about what if he did end up having a heart attack or something after Ford came back. Like, he's been stressed for ages and now he's gotta worry about Ford potentially getting the kids into something dangerous like he did and where he's gonna go after the kids leave and what he's gonna do without the Shack.

Maybe it hits him in the middle of tour or something. Like, he's been feeling off all day and looks kinda ragged so maybe Soos is keeping close and sees him go down. At first, people think it's part of the tour or some typical Stan gag. And then he doesn't laugh or try to play it up for money. So the twins run down to the basement to get Ford.

He's kinda annoyed that his planning time's been interrupted by Stanley's antics, but the twins seem genuinely upset so he goes to check it out. And finds out Soos and Wendy called an ambulance and there really IS a problem. Then he kinda disconnects from the situation. Like, he's panicking internally but this isn't the first major medical situation he's been in. So he calmly gets the kids (Soos and Wendy included) into Stan's car and follows the ambulance to the hospital. He's the one wrangling the kids while they freak out and asking all the questions to the doctors and nurses about Stan's condition. He can't take time to worry about his brother because he's got a bunch of kids to reassure and they're all looking to him because he's the eldest person there. He's an old man with all the answers in the universe. If anyone can tell them Stan's gonna be okay, it's gonna be Mr. 12 PhDs.

Except... he doesn't.

He doesn't know anything about his brother's medical history past the age of seventeen. Dipper's the one to mention Stan's medication and Mabel knows his diet and Soos and Wendy know about his boxing hobby and work schedule. Ford has a hazy memory about Stan chewing his way out of a trunk once.

He starts thinking about how Stan's the only family he has left. Sure, the twins are there, but they don't really know each other. Shermie and his son are just over the state line in California, but they don't know who he is anymore. Stanley's been wearing his face for years and they never seemed to notice. His parents are dead. Fiddleford is 30 years in the wind.

Stanley's the only one who truly knows him. Knows about his deepest insecurities and childhood dreams. Who knows his favorite books and comic book heroes. About his first disastrous date and the kissing bot. About how badly things had gone for him and been at his doorstep only a couple of days after receiving a single postcard after 10 years of silence.

And Ford knows nothing of the man Stanley became. Stanley doesn't know how Ford has changed. How he's trying SO HARD to fix his mistakes.

And suddenly being so angry over some paltry little machine doesn't seem so important. Ford's the one who built a doomsday device.

He's still angry with Stanley taking his identity, but what does it matter if no one noticed? Sure, Stan got him a criminal record, but he made one of his own in the multiverse. Their family has always leaned to the gray side of the law.

And now they may never get the chance to know each other again. 40 years without each other and the pain of potentially losing Stanley cuts Stanford so deep he feels like he's the one dying.

So he sits in that cold hospital waiting room, four hysterical kids surrounding him, and wears a straight face while his world falls apart around him.

If you lose your parents, they call you an orphan.

If you lose your twin, they don't stop calling you a brother.

[gingerswagfreckles]

Probably the only thing giving me any hope at this point is that every few days some random gentile posts in the Jewish subreddit something along the lines of "I think I'm going insane am I going insane what's going on why is every single comment on my social media feed straight up Nazism why does nothing get taken down when I report it why is my niece simping for a terrorist organization what's happening are you guys seeing this shit." And the answer is always yes ofc we have been seeing this shit for a while. But it's always nice to get some confirmation that someone else is seeing it too.

[myirlnameiscloud]

Robot sex 2025 wasn't off to a great start but WE ARE SO BACK!!!!!

WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK!!!!!

(Go watch The Electric State. It wasn't the best, but go watch it for the occasional suggestive remark about robots.)

[some, not all, but some of the robots are soooooo attractive it's insane]