#more stuff to come

[karmaticfeild]

What is 9/11??

Fandom- Gravity Falls

Pairing- N/a

Summary- Ford learns about 9/11 in a very unique way.

Warnings- 9/11, this is a shitpost

Word count- 1,545

A/n- This was written very quickly. Also the first time writing any of these characters. More serious stuff will be posted later on, but this is mostly just a fun time! I hope you guys enjoy.

———————————————————————Stanford sat out on the porch, the sun shining brightly on him. After 30 years of running in the multiverse it was nice to have these moments of relaxation. Sure, coming back to see his home turned into a tourist trap was a shock, and learning that his brother was impersonating him during that time was a bitter stab to the stomach. But everything figured itself out. Bill was defeated, his family reunited, and the Stan O’ War had sailed the wide ocean. New creatures that Ford couldn't have imagined sat as memories in the pages of the newly made Journal 4.

Dipper was ecstatic to see what Ford and Stanley had found, almost seeming to burst out of his skin from excitement. It was nice to have someone to talk about his adventures to. When Dipper had shown his own journal, Ford felt pride well into his chest. A blue Pinetree was on the cover with a painted one in the middle. Ford insisted on Dipper showing what was held in his own journal, and with some convincing Dipper did so. Dipper and Ford spent hours talking about each other's adventures.

But what had surprised Ford the most was the present he received from Mabel. A blue knitted sweater with a 6 fingered hand in the front. When he saw the gift, Ford couldn't keep tears from falling down his face. He couldn't help but think about the gift that Fiddleford had given him all those years ago. The same warm feeling of love filled his chest as he hugged Mabel tightly.

As Ford reminisced, he couldn't help but feel bad for his old self. The self that pushed people away, that thought that he was the only smart person in the world. That nothing wrong could happen to him because of his intellect. What a fool he was. But Ford couldn’t be happier. He had a family that cared for him, and he has his brother back. Who knew that trusting people could be a good thing?

As Stanford enjoyed the sunlight, he could hear someone opening the door beside him. In the corner of his eye, Ford could see Stanley walking over to him and sitting on the sun-worn couch with a cup in his hand. They sat in silence, simply enjoying the sunlight.

As they sat, Ford's brain filled with ideas of what to do with the children. As fun as it would be to stay at the shack for the summer, Ford couldn't help but feel that they should go somewhere for the summer. A couple places came to mind. Washington would be a good place, there were lots of historical monuments that would be interesting for Dipper and ford. And there is a very nice art museum for Mabel to enjoy. But Ford couldn't help but feel like the kids were too young for Washington. Nashville would be another fun place to go, and it would help with Ford's “ancient music tastes.”

With a snap of his fingers, Stanford quickly turned to Stanley with a wide smile on his face. “Wouldn't it be fun to take the kids to the World Trade Center?” He was careful to not spill his coffee as he turned back to the sun. He also ignored the way Stanley choked on his drink and looked at Stanford in shock.

“It would be fun for the kids! We could go to the top of the towers and look over New York. And I bet there are plenty of shopping centers for Mabel to look around!” Stanford rambled on and on about why it would be best for the family to go visit the Twin Towers as Stanley tried to process what his brother was saying. Surely he knows about the bombin-

Oh god, Stanford doesn’t know about 9/11.

Stanford noticed his brother's silence. He looked over at Stanley with confusion as he frowned. “Is something wrong?”

Stanley coughed loudly, trying to distract his brother from his own confusion. “Uh, yeah yeah! Everythings alright Pointdexter. Just remembered that I uh,” Stanley rubbed the back of his neck, “Just remembered that I promised the kids some Stancakes. Have to get to work on them!” Stanley stood up quickly, almost spilling his coffee as he walked back into the shack.

Stanford looked confused as he watched Stanley walk away. Did he say something wrong?

As Stanford tried to figure out what he did to make Stanley leave, the said brother was trying to figure out how to explain what happened on 9/11 to his brother. He had forgotten that American news would not be dimension wide news. Or he had assumed that Stanford would have heard about it somehow on the internet. Stan dragged his hands down his face as an idea popped into his head. He made his way to the stairs. Walking up, he yelled up to the kids, telling them that he needed some help with something.

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“What am I looking at?” Stanford sat on the t-rex skull in the living room. He looked perplexed at the table that sat in the middle of the room with a white cover on top. Mabel and Dipper stood on opposite sides of the table, Dipper looking like he would rather be somewhere else while Mabel seemed excited. Stanley sat in his yellow armchair. Stan was surprisingly quiet in Ford's mind.

“Well…” Dipper tried to not make eye contact with Ford. Performance anxiety?

Stanley turned to Ford, a grim expression on his face. “Remember the other day, you were talking about taking the kids to the World Trade Center.”

Ford nodded. He was confused, what did the World Trade Center have to do with all of this?

“Ya see Sixer,” Stanley nodded over at Mabel, almost like he was asking her indirectly to take over.

Mabel sighed heavily. “Grunkle Ford, you were gone for a loooong time. And there were so many things that happened. Good and bad!! So me and Dipping Dot are going to give you a history lesson! Behold!” Mabel and Dipper reached for the bottom of the cover and lifted it up, revealing two towers made of what appeared to be paper mache?

It was obvious to Ford that the towers were the Twin Towers, but what did this have to do with a history lesson.

Unless.

“Did something happen to the World Trade Center??” Ford asked, looking very concerned.

“Shshshs! You’re gonna spoil the experience Grunkle Ford!” Mabel looked at Dipper, waiting for him to do something. Rummaging through his pockets, Dipper pulled out a handful of notecards. Staring at the cards, Dipper started talking about Osama Bin Laden and al-Qaeda. Ford nodded along, taking in what he was hearing. Stan would glance at him occasionally, making sure that his brother was okay. But he stayed quiet.

As Dipper spoke, Mabel was looking expectantly at Dipper. As if she was waiting for something.

“On September 11, 2001, there were… there were,” Dipper looked up from the notecards, feeling nervous from the intense gaze that Ford directed at him. Taking a deep breath, Dipper looked back at the cards.

“There were 4 planes hijacked by members of al-Qaeda. One of those planes,” Dipper paused, letting Mabel grab a small plane from one of her pockets. “One of the planes… hit the first Twin Tower.”

Mabel directed the plane to the closest tower to her as she jabbed it into the paper mache. A puff of glitter erupted from the tower as she pulled the plane out. Ford looked at the twins shocked, his mouth wide open. He jerked his head over to Stan, questions on the tip of his tongue.

“Don’t ask me Poindexter! The kids are teaching, not me.”

Dipper coughed in his hand, trying to get his Grunkles attention. “If it changed anything, Great Uncle Ford, the glitter was Mabel's idea.”

Mabel put a hand up to her chest, feinging a stab wound. “It’s called creative liberty Dipper! It gets the point across much better than NOT having the explosion of glitter!”

Ford was still in shock as the kids argued between each other. “But there were four planes, right? What happened to the other ones?” Ford sounded almost scared to ask.

Dipper and Mabel turned to Ford. Dipper put the note cards back into his pockets. “One of them hit the other tower-”

Dipper cringed as he saw Ford’s face look pained. “But one of them only hit a field! Didn’t hurt anyone. Well, I think anyway.” Mabel spoke, trying to help her Grunkle a little.

Ford moved his hands up to his temples, rubbing them. This was a lot to take in. “So, both of the towers were hit by this Bin Laden guy. And one plane hit a field. Do I want to ask where the other one hit?”

Mabel and Dipper looked at each other nervously. They fell silent. Ford’s shoulders tensed up as he waited. Nothing could be worse than the towers getting hit.

“They hit the Pentagon Sixer.” Stanley spoke up, taking a sip of his Pitt Cola.

“THEY HIT THE FUCKING PENTAGON??” Ford looked at the kids and Stanley with horror. The kids will never give another history lesson to Ford after this.

[characterworkshoppe]

Just wanted to show off some Character AI chat bots I have in case anyone is interested

The last five I just made today :)

Just felt like maybe telling you guys since it's a thing I enjoy doing sometimes!

Hugs! Hope you're having a lovely day today!

[artistic-cocoon]

Saw someone on twt say they wanted to see Percy drawn like Yusuf Dikec and I couldn't help myself

[qvert]

I going to hell and you’re all coming with me

[sand-stinger]

introducing...

The Pearl Post Bag!

edit: a pattern is NOW AVAILABLE in the reblogs! or here! have fun making your own!

a project i've been working on since march!! a crochet version of Pearl's hermitcraft season 10 postal bag!!

complete with an adjustable strap, two front pockets shaped like envelopes, a button close, and stamp patches on the back! also comes with an additional Pearlie Post hat!

i. am so damn happy to finally post this. its been done for roughly a month (i wore it with a cosplay to a con!) but ive only been able to get good pics recently :D

if anyone want specs or a rough pattern or detail shots or just. to ask me questions. please do. i love this project sm

[chloesimaginationthings]

William Afton winning that “idgaf” award in FNAF

[velvetwyrme]

aHhh okay so the discussions of Titan!Megatron on @callsign-relic's blog have fully. FULLY taken over my brain and ive been drawing stuff for it for like the last few days nonstop

the tl;dr of this is AU is pretty much "what if Megatron got turned into a titan/cityformer as a form of penance/imprisonment and now roams the empty wasteland of Cybertron forever" plus "IDW Megatron has really fucked up internals so... what if that, but as a City?"

and of course since he's a Titan, that also means he has a cityspeaker... or three. One per sub-AU thing. Theres 3 options. 3 flavours of AU.

i have so much art to make. but in the meantime, for more info! check out the #titan au tag on Relic's blog :]!! (also uhh potential ns//fw warning for the link shfjbdkd)

Hi. My battery is running out once again so design and art notes get chucked here instead of an image.

The cuffs and collar are hardwired into Megatron, so I made the lights the same colour as his biolights!

I imagine that on the tops of his shoulders there are solar panels, even if you can't see them here lol.

I really wanted to keep the swirly bits on Megatron's chest from IDW

Other art notes:

The second picture with the seekers is (loosely) inspired by a discussion about whether or not Megatron gets visitors or not. I thought about who would visit him and well... I think this is as close as Starscream realistically gets to visiting him.

Extra detail about that piece is that Thundercracker and Skywarp are keeping watch from above! Also drawing Megatron took me like 8 hours because I was struggling with his legs really badly kshffkbfkdsbdk,, the background went much faster, funnily enough.

Optimus specifically isn't wearing his Autobot badge any more.

This isn't relevant in this series of images, but Ultra Magnus's eye markings are only on the Magnus armour. His other two forms do not have them :] (... until he begins to discard the armour, that is.)

Megatron is roughly 3200m/2 miles tall. Technically he could have clouds around his knees, but I thought this looked a little bit cooler lol.

Also, height chart! Him big. I didn't even attempt to put a human for scale because that'd be. near impossible with this scale.

[tenowls]

them. again

[hookednbusy]

I can’t wait to develop and grow even more🤞🏾

[hinamie]

unconditionally

[akanemnon]

I don't like this place. It's turning everyone edgy and sad.

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[beets826]

hmmm, a lot of things to fix up and add to here I shall do that........ soon:tm:

[ovenproofowl]

i'm dying over that reveal. truly. truly. because on paper, the concept that ruby's mother was just an ordinary person and what made her so special was this belief everyone had feeding into her own mythology, creating something larger than life, is actually pretty cool. and, yeah, from wild blue yonder we know the doctor absolutely handed the power of suggestion over to an unknown entity that made it something tangible.. so it works.

sort of

but like. that 15 year old girl decided to drop her baby off at a church in the middle of the night in the most ostentatious, medieval looking cloak and then proceed to point mencingly at the road sign on the off chance the security camera would pick her up and that would somehow give someone the idea to name her daughter after said road sign??

i'm just saying... if that's the way you handle giving your baby up for adoption then there is absolutely nothing ordinary about you

[kamiraaah]

"Grandma! You're pulling my hair! That hurts!"

"Well, I'm sorry, but if you stopped moving, it would hurt less, my dear~"

And we finally have an illustration of Grandma Bucchi! 😀

A little different from some others fanarts…. But I think this could be an opportunity to create some interesting stories!

I believe that Ruggie's grandmother is very resilient and strong-willed, I mean, she had to be, for her and her grandson's survival.

Some of Grandma Bucchi's designs over the years!

Her and Ruggie's personalities should be very similar, but of course she would be much more perceptive in noticing specific things (such as a sixth sense that only grandparents have).

And even though she got older and older, she certainly didn't stay still (much to Ruggie's dismay, who must have already caught his grandma cleaning the roof and yes, that already happened to my grandmother)

I hope you guys like it! Well, I'm definitely going to draw them more often, and please share your Headcanons about Grandma Bucchi!

[minionsuncle]

Blarmy!

[chloesimaginationthings]

Vanessa made her suit for the FNAF mimic..