#zacharie yammers

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Got this headcanon Stanley Pines faked a kidney surgery scar (aka self inflicted, jagged and unprofessional to really sell it) in case he was ever caught unprepared, off gaurd, or drugged those that try to go for it will stop because the bastard is "already" missing one so they leave him not wanting actual death on their hands.

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meg and i were once again yammering about requiem in relation to amelia’s memorial and the use of rex tremendae being used specifically in the section of the memorial/narrative wherein daisy is shown with the fabric used to strangle amelia to death. the english lyrics are simply:

King of tremendous majesty, who freely saves those worthy ones, save me, source of mercy.

now one must bear in mind this entire memorial was zachary’s design and i do not think this was in reference to daisy. daisy is not a king in columbia; she’s the leader of the heretical vox populi, she’s everything they are not and everything they hate. she would never be referred to as a king. rex tremendae in the context of the memorial is in direct reference to zachary himself and the fact that he was supposed to be The Redeemer(TM). zachary has the power to freely save those he does deem worthy and show them mercy, but as he so eloquently put it in game, god shows mercy. he does not have to. this implies that in his eyes, amelia was simply not worth the mercy of being saved in his eyes. 

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Day 1 - Continued

I’ve been strapped into my launch chair. Normally, we’d be jovial, maybe with Wiktor yammering on about the farm conditions in Krakow (which he always had something to complain about,) or we’d hear Zachary say something stupid and adorable. But now we’re silent. Too nervous. Too worried about the task ahead. Through the metal walls of our vehicle, I can hear something: wind. Nothing out of the ordinary, but I hear something. Whispers. Whispers of my family members, of my mother, my father, and my grandfather. This is my life. This is what it’s all added up to. I’m ready.

I zone out entirely, focusing on the glow of the control panels before me. An array of switches and buttons I’ve been pressing and flicking for months. But now, they’ll be functional. If I push a button, something happens. This isn’t the simulator, but we’re supposed to pretend it is. The radio chatter grows silent excepting one monotonous drone speaking with timed pauses. I only catch the ending of what they had been saying:

Three, Two, One, Ignition.

In a single moment, I’m slammed into my chair, downright knocking the air out of my lungs. The vehicle rumbles, rumbles so violently I feel it down to my very bones. Down to every fiber of my being. The entire crew and I are one with the vehicle. And yet, as the forces become increasingly more and more crushing, and as it becomes harder and harder to breathe, the realization washes over me as I recall stepping onto the elevator platform.

That was the last time I’d ever stand on Earth’s ground. But I haven’t a moment to think. There’s work to do.

I hear Zachary speaking into his radio, talking about the roll program the vehicle takes as we ascend further and further into the sky. The vessel has very few windows, giving the entire launch a sensation of being compressed inside an increasingly more and more violent washing machine. I open my mouth to speak, to find I can’t breathe properly. To find myself gasping for air under the elephant standing on my chest. My vision goes dim, getting darker and darker and darker until...

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You think anyone has called Stanley "Stankley" before? If not I'm so having it be a nickname bestowed by Crampelter and his goons. Simple and yet, effective. Feel like Mabel would jokingly use it to get Stan to shower/bathe and he's unbothered by it in his age because in the moment he prob does reek if his great grand niece is chiding him about it. "Stankford" is one Mabel made to match "Stankley".

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I need young mullet Stan and young Ford content of Ford actually reaching out earlier to Stan for help or damn even Stan reaching out by actually getting a word or two out over the phone. Need them to headbutt and collide when they first get together, but weed through their recounting of events and realize things aren't adding up during or after a couple arguments. Then discuss and hone it down to the common factor of their stories being their Father. The damn constant in both their lives and the nagging, scolding voice always in the back of their minds. That the bastard fed Ford lies to Stan's disappearance and then flows into the extreme pressures their father put onto Ford once Stan was out of the picture to "succeed" in making them "millions".

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It's how I imagine they navigate their discussions when they're older, but those fuckers needed to hear all this in their 30s dammit!!

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Heeeey, soooo I had a dream about reincarnated human Bill talking to Ford a year after Weirdmageddon, some million years after Bill's stay in the Theraprism. Wrote it down for future use in Wolf Among Weeds, hopefully. But wanted to share here too because I thought some of you would get a kick out of it.

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Oh!!! Oh... ohooooo man, Grunkle Stan would be such a horrible but fucking amazing mentor or father figure to Guzma. Daddy issues in common where they'd both understand one another, but so self destructive. Stan would def try to pander to Guzma's destructive and rebellious side but make it fun like beating the shit out of old rugs with bats or rackets, pickpocketing then going out for a meal, handing Guz dog toys to throw into a brick wall, smashing old plates and glass, or just taking him out to box since Stan himself found comfort in boxing to blow off steam.

Stan could also talk to Guzma about those daddy issues on a personal level, giving him comfort and ease mind being someone from another household who's pops was an embodiment and source of trauma.

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Going to take some small art requests only related to OFF, Guzma, and GravityFalls because I'm sitting on an art block rn. AUs are welcomed / w \

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Gods I love when other people's art and post inspire me

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His eyes look a bit wonky, but it'll figure itself out. Probably.

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No thoughts in that lil ol noggin of hers

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Fangamer just released an announcement of making official OFF (game) MERCH!! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! IM FUCKING KICKING AND SCREAMING IN STUPID EXCITEMENT!! AAAAAᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬ

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I love folks giving canon characters earrings. I do the same. It just... completes their design sometimes.

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I'm glad the charity auction Alex Hirsch and friends hosted with varying medias from gravity fall, OK KO, Steven universe, owl house, and more because some of those final prices are INSANE. Maybe in another decade I can get my hands on GF things like that.

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You, gravity falls fandom, are fucking nuts!! I haven't had a piece of my art reach 1000 some notes since my guzma throwing a fucking chair through the window piece 😭😭😭 THAN K YOUU!!

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Need to stop imagining scenes and fucking write them, but writing is so energy consuming. Aaaaaughh