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Part 2/2
By the time Stanley had realized he wasn't as alone as he believed himself to be entrapped in this ravenous abyss; he had honestly begun to suspect that he was finally starting to properly lose his mind.
In all the ceaseless miles that Stanley had journeyed during his apparent permanent residence within the dark devouring void, not once had he encountered another conscious, walking, talking being similar to himself. Every other formerly living creature that he had crossed paths with had been so... silent. Empty. Dead, in every sense of the word. It was as though the very essence of life itself had been sucked out of their bodies with a straw, their forms slowly falling apart piece by piece under the vicious gluttony of the darkness that surrounded them. They looked like they actually were supposed to be there, unmoving and comatose, unlike him.
So, when Stanley first began to encounter the twins, all of a sudden, he wasn't the only one in the dark.
When meeting the first pair of them, he found himself standing in a lake.
He hadn't even noticed the changes at first. It felt as though he had been walking for weeks on end, his body moving purely on autopilot and his aching legs leading him towards a destination only it knew. A thick fog of forgetfulness and flickering memories had descended upon his brain like a heavy blanket of numbing static as he had traveled. In this absentminded state, he hadn't even realized that the ever-present undulating, buzzing darkness surrounding him had begun to gradually shift and morph to form a horizon line; stretching into tall looming cliffsides that almost seemed to close in on him. Once the nonexistent floor beneath his soles abruptly began to ripple and warp, like the disturbed surface of a shallow puddle; only then did he finally notice his transformed environment.
The transition was seamless, almost dream-like. One moment, he was still surrounded by that filthy, overwhelming abyss; and the next, his boots were suddenly plunged deep into the cold, dark lake water.
The silence didn't leave, however. It still choked and stuffed its way into Stanley's ears to clog up his mind with thick cotton; the eerie quiet not quite matching the calm, almost serene scenery the void seemed to have abruptly transformed itself into. Like a movie with its sound cut off; leaving only the unsettling hum of the projector to fill the empty air.
It was odd. The lake was surely incredibly deep. He could obviously tell from how thin and pathetically small the shores appeared all the way from where he now unceremoniously stood in the middle of the lake. Stan could look down and see the darkness below his feet swallow what meager light that managed to break through the murky waters. The overwhelming black almost seemed to beckon him, gaping and haunting; a bottomless underwater pit of pitch black that never seemed to end.
And yet, he didn't sink. Stanley remained perfectly level, the almost ink like waters stopping just at ankle level, as though he were held up just above the surface by some invisible force. Even the writhing waves seemed small and low, as though the waters were shy to climb up his legs further than that. It was odd, so very odd.
However, it wasn't nowhere near as odd as the sight that greeted him when he finally lifted his eyes from the waters.
Stanley had crossed paths with truly unbelievable sights in this strange somewhere; from bursting, collapsing stars; to the imploding heat death of entire universes, but none of them seemed to hold the candle to what he saw then when he lifted his eyes:
Children.
Two, to be exact. Two, nearly identical looking children stood motionless before him; completely soaked through to the bone as though they had taken a plunge into the frigid water that pooled around their ankles. It was a girl and a boy, both adorned with twin expressions utterly devoid of emotion, their wide eyed stare seeming to burn holes into his thin jacket. Their drenched clothes sagged off of their scrawny frames; thin rivulets of water dirpping off of them and disturbing the glassy surface of the water at their feet. The little girl's hair had messily stuck to her face in thin sodden strands, her cheeks still full and round with youth just like the boy's. They looked young. Too young to be in a place such as this.
Oh, but their eyes; their eyes.
They burned with such anger; such injustice, brighter than any dying star or galaxies he had ever seen. Anger towards the world, to fate, to whatever cruel deity that had deemed them fit to be sent to this wretched place so prematurely. They were too young to be here; to be entrapped like he was amongst this hungry darkness. And yet, here they were, sheer denial against their own untimely deaths being the only thing keeping them awake and conscious amongst the dead and rotting. A show of juvenile defiance to nature itself so vehement even the all-consumign darkness seemed hesitant to devour them whole just yet.
It saddened him. It saddened him to know that they belonged there, that they were supposed to be there. He could see it, he could feel it; they were dead. No amount of determination could deny that universal fact.
When they spoke, Stanley could hear anger:
Stan chuckled in a futile attempt to lighten the suddenly heavy atmosphere that threatened to crush him whole. "A lake monster? You kids and your imagination," he teased, hoping to somehow rid the poor kids of the haunted look that seemed to whirl in their glares. No child should have been burdened with such a knowing look; such eyes that looked like they had seen everything there was to see about the world, the horrid and the good.
Clearly, it had been the wrong thing to say, and Stanley's faux pas was rewarded with a scowl from the little boy. A world's worth of sour contempt etched into every contorted groove that his grimace seemed to dig into his much too young face. Stan suddenly felt guilt squeeze at his weary bones for having caused that.
"That's what they all said," the boy spat out, eyes shining with a sheen of wetness Stan wasn't sure he was prepared to deal with.
Stan left that first interaction with the twins with the feeling of guilt and sorrow still clining to him.
He couldn't have known, at the time. He couldn't have known that this wouldn't be anywhere near the last time that he would meet the pair. He hadn't realised just how many of them there were. After that first pair, his endless journeying within the Abyss was hardly be spent alone anymore. Countless more times, he came face to face with the exact same two young and impossibly worn faces; forced to meet one pair of beaten and bruised kids after another.
Not one pair had died the same death as another. Some had gotten lost, prey to whatever threat that had snatched them up out in the open; some had fallen from high up; some had been crushed under an incredible weight; some had burned; some eaten alive; some zombified. Some didn't even seem physically harmed at all, body perfectly intact, and yet that same faraway, distrubed look in their eyes remained.
He thought the worst ones were the ones he found alone. A little girl or a little boy, left all lonesome without their other half there. Twins, he remembered a pair of them telling him once.
Once, he had come across a town full of silent, stone statues. It was a rustic, shabby, almost nostalgic looking town- odd and strangely familiar. The sight of it had tugged at an aged memory that had long since wasted away in the back of his mind. It was serene, almost deceptively so. The sun shone; the air smelled crisp and fresh; numerous waterfalls continued to crash down from the tall cliffsides; and a soft nonexistent breeze whistled through the thicket of pine trees that blanketed the outskirts of the town. None of it seemed to match the gruesome scene of the hundred wailing statues that littered every inch of the town.
He had found the boy's statue on the other side of town, deep within the green forest and toppled over the gnarled roots of a towering tree. Like the rest of the townsfolk, he too, was frozen mid-shriek; his stone face twisted and contorted into a mock impression of a silent scream as his body lay paused in a writhing struggle. He made sure to be gentle when he carried the boy's statue over to place it beside the girl's, whose statue stood far deeper into the forest, sporting the same rictus grimace of terror as her brother's. It somehow felt wrong for them to have been so far apart from one another, even in death.
He had come to dread meeting of the twins. He hated every second he had to confront yet another pair of dead children that did not belong here, but fate had decided they did. He despised having to listen to their tales of woe as they wept about the injustice of the world, of having died young; he despised himself for being unable to do more than weep with them.
"We don't belong here, Grunkle Stan," he would listen to the little girl weep, calling him a title he didn't recognize. He never remembered if they had ever told him their name, but they all seem to know his, without a fail. "If we're dead, then what about you? What about Grunkle Ford? Mom? Dad? What about them? We can't be dead, we can't be," they would say, confusion and frustration written all over their faces. They didn't understand. They didn't understand why they had come to the darkness so early, so unfairly.
He never knew what to say, he'd never been good with words.
All he could do was kneel down to their levels and engulf them in his arms, hoping he could somehow squeeze the pain straight out of their bodies in his embrace. He hugged them, because what else could he do?
#OKAY SO YOU KNOW THAT ONE SCENE IN THE BOOK OF BILL OR SMTH WHERE THEY SHOW ALL THE ALTERNATE UNIVERSE VERSION OF DIPPER AND MABEL#WHEN THEY WEREN'T AS LUCKY AS THEIR ORIGINAL COUNTERPARTS#THAT'S WHO STAN MEETS HERE#I need you people to know that I had to rewrite this whole thing like 3 times because my dumbass#was writing a whole ass fic in TUMBLR DRAFTS so obviously it kept deleting itself <3#but it was worth it for the Stan angst <3#watch how many trigger warnings I can fit in this post#tw child death#tw death#tw dead animals#tw graphic description#tw graphic violence#tw graphic#tw body horror#tw scopophobia#tw gore#TELL ME IF I GOTTA TAG MORE!!#gravity falls#gravity falls au#HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB AU#stanley pines#stan pines#grunkle stan#dipper pines#mabel pines#pines twins#absolutely not beta read- so if there are any grammar mistakes or plot holes... shhhhhh you saw nothing...#my writing#my fic#my art
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Hot Florida brats always have hot sweaty feet!!
#arched soles#beautiful soles#censored for betas#chastikey#chastisement#dirty soles#feetcurves#feetfinder#feetish#feetpics#feetfetishnation#feetgoddess#feetpose#feetphotography#feetporn#foot feddish#footgoddess#foot soles#footstool#footslave#beta faggot#cutie w a bootie#lick her soles#soles and toes#meaty soles#so hot and sexy#soles tease#fitness#fitspiration#caged foot slave
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Beta
#yeah that one post#welcome home#clownillustrations#wally darling#welcome home puppet show#fanart#digital art#my art#human wally darling#sketch#betas fit was the inspo for Wallace#obviously#lol
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These were meant to be warmups. ANYWHO!
Went to a random palette site and picked ones that were reminiscent of Wally's colors but still very different that I liked and grabbed some outfits to do a sort of challenge for myself. Idk, thought it would help me out of my funk.
Suffice to say, I'm feeling a bit better now~ These were really fun to do!!!
#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#wally darling#welcome home arg#WH Wally#welcome home wally#wally darling fanart#welcome home fanart#welcome home puppet arg#my art#Waaawwwyyy in a dreessss#Drawing the man to heal my soul#The top one feels so different from what I'm used to!!#Im usually so set on keeping my art soft but man doing something like this was kinda fun!!!#SHOUT OUT TO THEKNIFECLOWN for letting me steal their fit for the second piece!!!!!#limited colors also meant Wallys stuck with blue eyelids but ngl I find the blue so cute. A part of Wally's beta design I really really lik#Anyway its 5am and shoulda been in bed...AGES ago!!!#enjoy enjoy#sidenote please ignore that i just drew the same expression twice fjsjkdd god I didnt even REALIZE!!!!!
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I know you said you don’t really plan to add the goat to trod, but i keep thinking it would be funny if they randomly showed up like a guest celebrity on a disney channel show
Also really curious to see how you will eventually write the final bishop quests whenever trod gets to that point of the story
Since you can continue the main story plot without the Goat (you know, because it's mainly for multiplayer functionality) they're not really nessassary for the plot but I think it WOULD be funny if there was a sudden cameo
-also, the final bishop quests are technically already drafted, I've had more time to think of where they fall into Trod and honestly I'm really excited to show you guys in the future
#I feel like since I played the beta I have had more time to cook up how it fits into trod rather than just from the release date#so no worries about it fitting it its going
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i control your wallet 😈
#beta bitch#girls with tattoos#goddess#wallet drain#cash drain#fit girls#thicc girls#bratty#ruined piggy#mommy milkers#feetfetishworships#feetfetishmodel#feetfetishcommunity#feetfemdom#feetcurves#feetfinder#feetpose#feettickling#feetporn#feetish#feetpicwant#feetphotography
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welcome to the phantom express (?!)
#akira outfit based more off beta danheng bc i REALLY like that design#i added some of my own flair too tbh#also i always hated stelle's blue thigh strap so i chnaged it .#i took out some details on marchsumi for my sanity..........#ANYWAY take the chara assignments w a grain of salt bc i haventplayed hsr story in 10million yrs#but roughly i think it fits? from what i know/remember. feel free to tell me otherwise tho HEH#cele draws#goro akechi#sumire yoshizawa#akira kurusu#persona 5 royal#royal trio#shuakesumi#hsr
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Over the Horizon
Piece I did for the Horizon fanzine: focus network
#horizon forbidden west#aloy#hfw#my art#erend vanguardsman#varl#zo#kotallo#alva#beta horizon#beta hfw#lacks talanah… difficult to draw and fit in the composition#she important#im aware#guerilla pls notice me
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#hot as hell slim and sexy fit girl fit beauty great body#faggot humiliation#humiliated sissy#submisive faggot#submisive sissy#assworship#gooni#gooning#bd/sm daddy#beta faggot#fettish
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#bratty mermaid princess#feetfinder#footgoddess#caged foot slave#girlblogging#foot#footwear#bare foot#beta sissy#beta slave#emotional health#reproductive health#women's health#mens health#healthy#health#healthy food#health and wellness#mental health#healthy eating#healthcare#health & fitness#healthylifestyle#healthyliving#public health#health tips#fit beta#fitness beta#healthy beta#beta
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4 Settembre! Vorresti essere al posto dei miei manubri? 💪
#feetfinder#feetpose#foto piedi#piedisexy#feetish#piedi in faccia#piediitaliani#feetcurves#piedifemminili#piedinudi#caged foot slave#bd/sm slave#humilated slave#sexy fitness#fitness beauty#beta slave#slave and mistress#piediniitaliani#piante dei piedi#piediscalzi
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Just in: Two Fuck Ass Swordsman Caught Making Out In Public Again
#ive always wanted to redraw this pic and now i finally have a ship that fits :D#suchins outfit is still in beta#im pretty much set on the shoulder gear and sleaves tho#shes all talk#she has not felt the touch of anybody since she started her criminal run she aint rocking anybodys world 😔#just two emotionally repressed touch starved idiots living rent free in my mind#kenshi takahashi#suchin#mk suchin#kenshi x suchin#kensuchin#mortal kombat#mortal kombat fanart#mk fanart#my art#digital art#cfa art#im tired#going to bed now
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let's let our guards down, just for a second. we've earned it.
#my art#mine#my ocs#pressure tickles#roblox pressure tickles#sebastian solace#audie#aquarium-era fits!! kinda beta designs#i keep playing with sebastian's 'rediscovering myself and my tastes' designs until i find smth that feels right#he looks very pretty in loose and flow-y stuff#like piratecore shit yk?#but i wanna lean more into the sort of grungy aesthetic given he used to be into that before his arrest#this man owns 10 nirvana shirts for sure
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you pay me to just look at my perfect feet!
#beta bitch#girls with tattoos#goddess#wallet drain#cash drain#fit girls#thicc girls#bratty#ruined piggy#mommy milkers#feetcurves#feetish#feetfetishworships#feetporn#feetfetishcommunity#feetfetishmodel#feetfemdom#feetpose
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updated designs for healer swap 🍃✨
#octopath#octopath traveler 2#8path tag#my art#temenos mistral#crick wellsley#castti florenz#malaya (octopath)#roi mistral#roi (octopath)#ot2 au: healer swap#tem and cas were of course the most like... drastic redesigns? everyone else mostly just got their art updated#cas' is based a LOT off the ot1 beta designs along w/ just like. 19th century nun fits#temenos is using an ulster coat and oxfords so he's just. absurdly stylish for the time i suppose#malaya has no canon surname so i'm giving her one. by contrast temenos has none displayed bc he doesn't remember anything. sad.#oh well there are other apothecaries
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thinking up some alternate designs for the gangs alchemized outfits
#homestuck#beta kids#jade harley#dave strider#rose lalonde#john egbert#see i feel like outside of rose there wasnt like#a DEFINED aesthetic with them#like it was fancy dress fancy suit ya know?#so i basically added themes to each#winter themed harley blue dress#punkified suit for dave#just kinda further gothed up roses fit#and then made a sort of magician suit vibe for egbert#this was super fun!!#my art
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