#file under: wants: stanley

[knotfodder]

name: Stanley Pines nicknames: Stan dob. age: June 15 (25-45) gender: Male pronouns: (he/him/his) secondary gender: Omega occupation: entrepreneur species: human (unless..?) younger fc: Tyler Hoechlin older fc: Jeffrey Dean Morgan

+resourceful, clever, street smart+ -greedy, self-serving, impulsive-

[sapphosscribe]

How awkward is it gonna be when Stan gets home after all that happened LMAO like im imaging it being like

Mable: "omg how did it gooo!!!!?"

Stan: "it went- it went well id say"

Mable: "what happened??"

Stan: "ill te you when you get older" LOL

Just for you, a little behind the scenes interaction ☺️:

Stan left out in the early hours when the sun was just beginning to lighten the horizon.

Fiddleford had tried to convince him to stay for breakfast, but Stan had gently declined the invitation, not wanting a run in with Tate.

“Besides, I got my own breakfast duties. Dipper and Mabel would starve if it was up to Ford to feed ‘em. I gotta get back.” Fiddleford had eyed him wistfully, ghosting a hand down his arm.

“I sure know enough not to get between you and those young’uns. Maybe I can cook up something for you one day.” Stan felt himself getting all sappy with the way Fiddleford was gazing at him and looked away.

“If you want. I wouldn’t mind it,” he replied. Fiddleford hummed.

“I’d love to,” he said reaching up to peck a kiss on his cheek, “you drive safe now.”

Stan caught him before he could pull away, giving Fidds a proper goodbye kiss that he sighed into. Stan wanted to deepen it, to crawl right back into bed, but he forced himself to pull away, watching a hundred watt grin spread across Fidds’ face.

“I’ll call you,” he promised, looking back at him even as he descended the steps. The soft muss of Fidds’ hair and the even softer look in his eyes as he pressed his hand to his mouth made Stan’s heart do somersaults in his chest.

“Or you call me! Whenever you want! Honest! I’m not-! Shit!” Stan stumbled as he rammed into the side his car, having not paid enough attention to where he was going. Fiddleford barked out a laugh, watching him, and Stan flushed under his gaze.

“Anyway, uh, good night. Good morning!” He corrected, climbing into his car and starting it up.

The drive across town had only taken about twenty minutes, but Stan let the windows down on the way the brisk morning air of the forest filling his senses as he sung along to whatever was on the radio and drummed his fingers on the wheel. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t stop smiling.

The Mystery Shack at this time of the day was quiet and peaceful before crowds of tourists started filing in and the entire thing filled up with the noise and laughter of the twins and Ford, Soos and Melody giving tours, and Wendy playing her music over the speakers. His family. Stan chuckled to himself, parking the Diablo and humming Bruce Springsteen as he jogged up the porch steps. He was a little sore from last night, but even the ache in his back was welcome as he carefully opened the door and eased it shut behind him.

He wanted to clean up before Ford or the twins saw him. It wasn’t like he was debauched or anything, but he’d rather not get any curious stares or questions.

He turned around, ready to tiptoe down the hall to his room, when a sharp mechanical whine sounded from behind him that made him wince.

Shit. He should have known.

“Stanley?” His brother asked. He looked over his shoulder to find Ford with his energy weapon primed and leveled at his back, though the barrel was tipped down to the floor now.

“Yep. That’s me,” he said, a disgruntled look overtaking his twins face.

“What in the name of Sagan are you doing sneaking around? I thought you were some ill-intentioned intruder!”

“Shh! Keep it down, would ya?” Stan hissed, flagging his hands for quiet, “why the hell are you up so early?”

The question seemed to make his twin bristle, eyes darting away.

“Well… I could ask you the same question! It’s highly irregular for you to be awake before six! Much less dressed like-. Hang on,” Ford said, stopping his spiel to step closer even as Stan took a step back. He narrowed his eyes, inspecting his clothes.

“You wore this last night,” he said, giving him a confused look as Stan stared somewhere over his shoulder and fought down a blush, “it’s impractical as loungewear. Why do you have it on?”

“It was the only thing I had unless you wanted me driving home across town naked,” Stan snapped, embarrassed and irritated. Ford still seemed baffled.

“Driving home? Where were…?”

Stan sees the moment Ford figures it out, eyes widening and mouth forming a small ‘o’ as his face turns pink, then red in quick succession.

“O-oh!”

“Yeah,” Stan replied flatly, looking anywhere but at his twin. Ford stood rooted to the spot.

“So… um. The date was a success, then?” His brother asked stiltedly.

“Uh huh.”

“And did you two… have a good time?” He asked, fiddling with his hands before tucking them behind his back. Stan frowned, watching him.

Clearly, his brother was trying to express his support and interest with these platitudes and Stan appreciated the gesture, really, but all he wanted at the moment was a hot shower and some clothes that didn’t still have Fiddleford’s scent clinging to them.

“I don’t want to have this conversation right now, so I’m gonna go,” he said bluntly, watching relief flood Ford’s face. His twin nodded vigorously.

“Yes. Of course. Right. Good morning,” he said as Stan turned and retreated into his bedroom, shutting the door firmly behind him and locking it.

Somewhere in his pocket, his phone vibrated and Stan fished it out to find a message waiting for him

Fiddleford, 5:23 am

I had fun last night. Can’t wait for the next time. 😘

And, once again, Stan found himself grinning like an idiot.

Live footage of Stan after receiving that text:

[emmabirb8]

My first official venture into a super rare pair, EmmaStan, aka Emma-May Dixon and Stanley Pines!! @cosmo-shell and @slug-ball opened my eyes to the concept of these two, and WHOA the potential really stole my heart. It's absolutely not what they're serving out front, lmao, but the ship has bewitched me body and soul nonetheless. I just fell in love with the idea of these two tortured souls finding comfort in each other during the most difficult periods of their lives. They've been through HELL and deserve nice things. 😊💖 (And Emma-May in particular deserves WAY more love and attention in this fandom!)

My personal interpretation of Emma-May was mainly inspired by this piece by @birdskullz and this piece by @cosmo-shell.

Check out my AU fic for them here if you want! I haven't attempted a multi-chaptered fic in a VERY long time, lol, so hopefully this one will pan out well. First two chapters are up, but I've got more drafted out that will be posted very soon!

Writing out some key HCs about Emma-May and a rough timeline of events I constructed for my AU fic under the cut here:

Emma-May's family moved from Kansas to Tennessee when she was less than a year old, so she was raised in TN

Her mother is black while her father is white, and she has two older sisters

She became friends with Fiddleford and his siblings sometime during childhood

She attended college in New Jersey (went to a school I made up called “Gertrude University,” sort of a ref to the real university of Rutgers), majoring in botany, while Fidds ofc went to Backupsmore somewhere in the midwest 

Met Stan by chance once as a college student about a year after he was kicked out of his house and was still struggling with treasure hunting (probably around 1970 or 1971)

Married Fidds anywhere from 1973-1975 when they were in their 20s – felt pressured from family and society to get married, but they were best friends and did love each other (but the marriage was covertly strained from the beginning bc neither could get what they truly needed from each other – best friends don't necessarily work as a married couple even if some level of attraction is there along with the love)

Had Tate in the early-mid 70s, both love him to pieces and Fidds was a very devoted father up until he started unraveling 

Fidds left his family around the very late 70s to early 80s to work with Ford

Fidds abandoned the portal project in the early 80s, at that point already having started his descent into madness due to his reliance on the memory gun

Emma-May filed for divorce after becoming fed up with his bizarre behavior, lack of calls home, and a big fight they had around Christmas of the early 80s

The “homicidal pterodactyl-tron” attack happened during springtime after that Christmas, and this solidified Emma-May's decision to take Tate someplace safe (to stay with her aunt who lives in another state) while she set off to Gravity Falls herself to try to track Fiddleford down and figure out wtf happened to make him so different and dangerous 

At some point either right before or after the pterodactyl attack, Fidds created the Society of the Blind Eye and subsequently lost what remained of his mind and memories

Emma-May bumped into Stan, once again by chance, the night before he arrived in Gravity Falls upon Ford's request

[crescentmoonfallen]

The Snyder files

Chapter 1

It was a normal day, well as normal as it gets in the stone world or the new world. The men worked on new projects to help progress their progress. Under xeno’s orders of course.

His right hand man, Stanley Snyder was leaning against a wall, smoking. When a thought came across him, he should find and revive his siblings. They would be of help and someone he felt comfortable with other than xeno.

That's if they are still in one piece, but he is sure they are. Xeno knows them and knows what they do. So he's sure that he would agree to revive his siblings.

Now for the annoying part, actually find them. The blonde sighs to himself. Grabbing a gun and heading out. He sped to where the convention was. Hoping they would be somewhere in that area.

Animals stop to stare at him before quickly running away. Not wanting to get killed by him. But they don't know what he is. As humans haven't been around for thousands of years.

As quickly as one might expect from a special ops captain he arrives at his destination. Now to find them. Leaves crunch under his boots as he searches around for any sign of them. Golden eyes scan around, he smirks when he finally finds one.

Half stuck in the ground. Moss had covered most of what was visible. But Stanley would recognize his little brother anywhere. Nathaniel Snyder, captain of the Navy and a hot tempered man.

“Long time no see you little shit.” The sniper greets the statue, as if it could reply. Walking closer he wraps his arms around him, pulling him out of the ground with ease. Now to bring him back to base.

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[mossy-chaos]

These are all of the codes I could find in the Book of Bill!

The order is decoded message-page-type of cipher

Spoilers under the cut (for those of you who decode yourselves):

Black and white-back of the cover jacket-authors cipher

Even his lies are lies-inside the front cover-theraprism cipher

Praise the fallen angle-first actual page-Cipheric (this is the only time Cipheric is used for some reason)

Olaf was here-same-rune (not sure what this is a reference to)

Remember us-same-Bill's cipher

Let him in and break the seal between what's fiction and what's real-books new master-Bill's cipher

The Axolotl thinks he's won but Ciphers games have just begun-handprint page-color cipher

Irregular-fake covers(very top)-color cipher

The one who writes the codes-about me-Caeser cipher

Glotto/slotheny-Magazine cover(7 new sins)-Bill's cipher (I love the new sins lol)

Not a phase-Stanford pines here(on the goth moth)-Authors cipher-love the jack skellington reference (if thats what that is lol)

Warning/Folding this card may/result in crossovers-the universe is a hollogram-rune (Maybe that's how we finally get an owl house/gravity falls crossover)

My optometrist never saw it coming-What is a human-Theraprism

Paper is book skin/Shave your grandma-Skin-Bill's cipher

Love pain-Bill's tattoo knuckles-Same

Lies-How to trick everyone into loving you-same

Regrowing limbs is Axy's art/but can he regrow a ripped out heart-How to cheat death-Bill's cipher (he must really be mad at the Axolotl)

Eye doctor of a different kind/who wants to make his patient blind-silly straws-caesar

The doctor says/three sips a day/will make the visions/go away-Same

Fussy eater/baby Billy/wouldn't drink/unless it's silly-same (love how this implies that he only drank out of silly straws)

Mason-Embarrassing memories-Bill's cipher (love seeing Dipper's real name again)

Booberry-the meaning of life(popsicle stick)-Bill's cipher

One eyed king-the early years-theraprism

Suck it-The good times(liscense plate)-Caesar

Can warp narrativity/protect fourth walls-Alert from time baby-A1Z26

Lone survivor of the Euclidean massacre-Rune (I wonder what happened during that event and what that event actually is)

Tantrum-Bill's Cipher

Which henchmaniac ratted me out-The shaman-Theraprism (I find this one funny)

Titans blood-the dark ages(Wizards hat)-Rune (Love the owl house reference here)

Suck it Merlin-Never trust a wizard-Rune

Daryll-Cipherstitions(lobster lord of the deep)-Theraprism (love how that's his name)

Curse Wittebane-Witchcraft-Rune

It's all made up-America(the dollar)-Caesar

Countries aren't-Bill's cipher

Rubberhose-Animation-A1Z26

Bill cipher-top secret file-Same

Six fingered freak-Lost in the woods-authors cipher

Stanley would have made her laugh-same (he just rolled better charisma dude)

If lost return to Bill-my muse and me-Theraprism (love how he said this means wise one and also more billford hehe)

Forget the past-A voice from the past page 2-Bill's cipher (this implies that Bill wants Ford to forget Stanley so he won't get in the way)

Hopefully F's gloves will hide what Cipher has done to my hands-I was wrong about everything page 2-Author's Cipher (I love this one <3)

Ouroboros-Wakey wakey here's a snakey (on the snake)-Bill's Cipher (I guess this is the snakes name?)

Miss you-try to forget (on window)-bro's secret code

Have I been too harsh all along?-Should I contact S-Bro's secret code

Hotxolotl-Dimensional authority call transcript (on the sauce packet)-Bill's cipher

I can write codes too it's not that hard!-Dipper's page-Bill's cipher (he do be flexing his intelligence there)

(What a buncha) Love ya bro-Stanley's letter-Bro's secret code (love how this shows that they both still remember the code they made up as kids)

Just fit in (repeated)-SSSSTANNNNLEEEYY-Rune

Holy mackerel-color cipher

AXOLOTLLOTAXOLOTLLOTLAXLOTLAXLOTLAXOLOTLLOTLAXLOTLAXLOTLAXOLOTLLOTLAXLOTLAXLO-Theraprism

Wellwellwellbeing-message from the theraprism-A1Z26

Spheremonger, Eternalor, Bill cipher, The Logicube, Paingorious, Jessica, Shadorg, Mr Silly, The beast-recent inpatient names-Theraprism (the hallucination dog is still creepy lol)

Justice for Scrimbles/Remember Grembley-inside Back cover-Theraprism/Rune (JUSTICE FOR SCRIMBLES!!!!)

Those are all of the codes that are in this book! (Or at least that I could find lol)

[sillyjpeg]

BOOK OF BILL WEBSITE P2

This contains MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE BOOK OF BILL WEBSITE REFRESH. if you want to find and decode things by yourself do not read this!!

this is gonna be long bc im a yapper and all ive done the past 4 hours is sit on this website. strap in folks.

connecting to my last post, where we left off with the message from bill saying "IM STILL ON YOUR MIND" (if you havent read it, its pinned on my page and i will be referencing it a bit in this post)

If we plug this into the computer we get this video of the beach with Stanley talking, and from the sides it looks like hes on a boat, probably the Stan O War.

On the same note, if you type in "KINGS OF NEW JERSEY" you get a zip file sent to you labled SECRET CODE, which contains the bros code shown in the book of bill! nothing new but i thought it was pretty cute :)

I also wanted to share some code i found in different images. if you type in "BAAAAA" you get this:

I found this incredibly interesting, because a large part of bills backstory is that he wanted to "show his dimension the stars" he wanted to show them freedom. He was the shepherd. In the first part, i feel like it really shows bills feelings. "Tired of trotting around aimlessly, munching on whatevers near your mouth, sleeping on whatevers under your haunches." Bill knew there was more out there, he wasnt going to sit around doing nothing. He describes his massacre as "liberation."

The last verse of the poem stuck out to me. "It's time to fit in." but when i decoded the message at the bottom it made sense. It says "BLACK SHEEP" this suggests that Bill never fit in his home dimension.

more bill stuff, if you type in irregular you get his mugshot.

The code underneath reads : "NO PRISON OR ATTENTION SPAN CAN HOLD HIM" which may be hinting that he escapes his rehabilitation. hopefully not :/

The only reason i found this one was because it was in the code. it probably relates to something in a different code or book, but if you enter "BOOBERRY," you get this:

labled: "The Meaning Of Life," its a nice little tidbit i wanted to share.

"glue knives to your body and run around the buffet" true poetry.

and the last bill cipher bit of this post, if you type "ADASTRAPERASPERA" you get another page of the journal about bills corpse.

ford and mable bonding time my babies...

also the triangluar spots in the mushrooms?? the disease spreads...

onto fiddauthor we only eat fiddauthor in this house. this isnt decoding but i needed to share because they are my everythings. if you plug in "SORRY", it blesses you with the complete photo of fiddleford and stanford :( and if you flip it its a note from fidds

FIDDLEFORD BEING THE FIRST MCGUCKET TO GO TO COLLEGE

also his mustache getting caught in a pencil sharpener??? shave that shit boy

also ford being the only one who believed in his theory, then spent 9 hours with him proving it??? they r soulmates, and also the fact that mcgucket was about to go home when stanford came in.

also fiddleford never noticing his hands

thats all for now, im tired. if you read all of this i love you

[tuisim]

i wanted some ~darker~ rugs in my game, and what better art to make rugs out of than stanley donwood's?

here are 15 recolours of maxis isotopia rug, which requires freetime. all packages are compressorised, the download is big because i included the swatch image and 4 previews which are beefy image files lmao

download (sfs)

swatches under the cut!

(click for hq/BIG image)

these show up and work all fine in my game but this is the first piece of cc i've made and uploaded in... maybe 6 years, so let me know if anything is awry!

credits:

stanley donwood for the art, here for the canvas fabric texture overlay

[pocket-lad]

CH 5- A Small Nudge (Gravity Falls g/t)

1 ● 2 ● 3 ● 4 ● 5

Evie watched from Ford’s desk as he cleaned around the basement. He didn’t know she was there yet, but it wouldn’t even matter if he did, given the argument they had not too long ago.

“You can’t just ignore me,” she said finally, and the way he froze for less than a second was the only indication he heard her. He continued about his business.

Evie sighed dramatically, then plopped down to a seat. He could just ignore her, but he couldn’t make her go away. She’d make him talk eventually…somehow.

***

Ford had lectured Stan up and down and backwards and forwards at this point, and everyone was sick of hearing it, especially Evie.

She piped up from her spot on the table. “If you’re mad at Stan, then you should be mad at me, too. I helped him build the portal.”

“You what ?”

Evie gulped. This new Ford was intense. Before she could defend herself, he continued. “I expect this kind of reckless behavior from Stanley, but you of all people should know better. You should know how dangerous that was!”

“I take offense to that,” Stan interjected.

“How should I know when you don’t tell me anything? Maybe if you didn’t push me away, I would have ‘known better’,” she said, throwing his own words back in his face. Her voice increased in volume as she spoke, and by the end of her sentence she was yelling.

“Well, it’s not as though I planned on being pushed through a portal.”

“Uh oh-” Stan said.

“What do you mean, 'pushed'?” Evie shouted, unable to stop the anger from steamrolling into her question, but she was more confused than anything.

Ford turned on Stan. “All this time, and you didn’t tell her that you pushed me through?”

“I was getting around to it-” A sharp glare from Ford cut him off. He shifted the glare to Evie, then stormed off.

Evie threw her arms in the air, exasperated. “Wait!” But there was nothing she could do that would stop a giant.

“Eh, he’ll cool off eventually…,” Stan said, waving Ford off. “...maybe…You know, now that I think about it…maybe not.”

Evie didn’t want to hear it. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Look, you were already so scared of me, I wasn’t gonna make it worse by-” As he spoke, he reached in to nudge her with a knuckle, his go-to move when things got too heavy.

“Don’t,” she recoiled.

"Come on!" Stan teased, and he nudged her anyway. Evie tried to push his finger away, and even though she knew it was in vain, she was still frustrated that she couldn't. She was frustrated that she just had to let it happen. She always had to roll with the punches, because at only a couple inches in height, what other choice was there?

Refusing to dignify that with a response, she didn't look back as she took off to go find Ford.

***

Ford spun in a circle, looking for that stack of papers he set down somewhere. He just finished emptying the filing cabinet of Stan’s various, unorganized documents. He located the papers on his desk, but unfortunately, someone was sitting on them.

He gave Evie a look that said, ‘move’, but she stayed put, crossing her arms and staring right back. If he wasn’t gonna ask, then he wasn’t gonna get a response.

Ford sighed, then grabbed the papers anyway. Evie tumbled backwards as he pulled them out from under her, head over heels, and landed sprawled out on the cold metal of the desk. “Hey!”

Ford rubbed his forehead, and in an obligatory tone, asked, “Are you alright?”

A number of sarcastic remarks nearly made it to Evie’s mouth, but she had his attention now. She didn’t want to lose it and push him away further. “Yeah…Are you?”

Ford hesitated for a long moment. Evie watched him debate with himself, and she honestly had no clue if he was going to answer. He was very different now, hardened from his time fighting his way through the multiverse. But, she supposed she was different too. A lot can change over thirty years. That didn’t mean she liked it.

“Yes,” he finally said.

Evie exhaled sharply. “Alright. You don’t have to forgive me, but can you at least talk to me?”

He turned to her, his eyebrows raised impatiently.

“Okay, fine. Answer me this, and I’ll leave you alone……If Stan or I went through the portal, would you have reopened it?”

“Of course not.”

Ouch.

Evie honestly did not expect that answer, and moreso, she didn’t expect it to come so quickly. But she also didn’t believe him. He experienced horrible atrocities in that portal, which shaped how he was looking at the whole situation. Deep down, Evie believed he would work just as hard, if not harder, for her or Stan. Especially Stan. Maybe it would take him a while to come around to it, but he had a heart buried somewhere in there. “Hmm.”

“No, I - that’s not a fair question. I don’t know. I don’t know what I would have done, but I know what happened. And it was reckless-”

“-reckless to open it, I know. But did you ever consider that we did it because we care about you? That we dedicated thirty years of our lives to getting you back because you mean something to us?”

Ford was speechless.

“Come here,” Evie said.

Ford awkwardly shuffled over and rested his hand a couple inches away from her. Refusing to feel intimidated, Evie jogged to him and rested her own hand on his index finger. It was covered in dozens of miniscule cuts and scars. There was no telling how old they were.

“You need help with anything?” she offered. He almost tugged his hand away. She could feel the impulsive twitch just underneath the skin, but he didn’t follow through. She bit her lip, awaiting his answer.

“No, no help is necessary.” Damn. She really thought she had him. “But,” he continued, “I’d enjoy some company.”

Evie couldn’t help the smile that lit up her face. She pushed on his finger, knowing full well she couldn’t budge it, but he played along, flipping his hand over for her. With only a brief hesitation, she climbed into his palm. It was rougher than before, it had plenty more wrinkles, but all six fingers were accounted for.

Ford immediately whisked her away, dumping her haphazardly on the top of the filing cabinet. Disoriented and a little nauseous, Evie chuckled. This was the Ford she knew. Quick and a little thoughtless, but eager to show her whatever he was working on.

She swung her legs over the edge and peered way down into the filing cabinet he was organizing. It was probably very methodical to him, but she sure couldn’t figure out the method. After a while, she fell into a sort of trance.

As the night wore on, they actually talked. Evie did her best to fill him in on the last thirty years, but she admitted he should probably ask Stan, Dipper, Mabel, or literally anyone else, since she spent every waking moment inside the shack. He explained that he appreciated her unique view on current events, not in spite of her limited information, but because of it. Something told her he thought it was amusing, but whatever kept him talking.

Ford didn’t say much about what happened over the years, but what little Evie was able to extract out of him sounded…weird. Some dimensions sounded downright terrifying, others physically impossible. Even the idea of dimension hopping still didn’t seem feasible, despite having worked on a literal portal for most of her life.

They steered clear of the ‘Stan’ topic, but it appeared as though they both had some forgiveness to dish out. Perhaps even some apologies.

And no matter how ‘reckless’ it was, or how much it ‘shouldn't have happened’, Ford had to admit he appreciated the company opening the portal provided. He found comfort in having his old friend back, and he was surprised she wanted anything to do with him based on how they parted ways. With the memory of that night now at the forefront of both their minds, the comfortable silence soon shifted to an anxious one.

It didn’t escape Evie’s notice that, for the first time since Ford returned, she was truly alone with him. No Stan. No kids. Nobody but her and Ford. Without a doubt, she trusted him. She did not trust this ‘monster’ that supposedly lived in his head. It had yet to make a reappearance, but Evie feared it was only a matter of time.

“Before you left…,” she started, but found she didn’t have an end to the sentence.

Ford picked up on her meaning. He suddenly went quiet and turned his attention toward something out of Evie’s eyeline, his back to her.

“Is it still here?” she whispered. She almost didn’t want to ask, afraid she might speak the being back into existence. Afraid Ford’s mind would snap again. She took note of her surroundings. The walls were very far away. He was very tall. The overwhelming, instinctual urge to hide made her feel itchy.

It was a long moment of contemplation. Ford did not want to talk about this, and even though he was unable to remember most of the night, brief images flashed through his mind. None of them were good. He cleared his throat, and he noticed the way Evie startled. “No, he’s not here.” The word ‘yet’ was on the tip of his tongue, but in a rare moment of clarity, he understood that that would be unhelpful. Whether Bill would return was scarily up in the air, but Evie did not need to know that at present.

He watched her body visibly relax. Ford, on the other hand, was still visibly tense, on edge at the notion that she’d pry further. She didn’t.

However, there was one thing he did need to know. “I’m afraid I don’t remember much. Did I hurt you?” The question came out of his mouth the same way everything did. Unemotional. Detached. A question asked purely in pursuit of knowledge. But he wasn’t so sure that was why he asked, actually.

“No, no, you…,” Evie swallowed. “... he ,” she corrected, looking to Ford to make sure she used the correct pronoun. He. Not it. The monster was a person, and it was not Ford. The monster was a person, and it was not Ford. The monster was a person, and it was not Ford . “He tried to. I didn’t let him, of course.” She smirked.

“In any case, whatever I did - it was not of my own will. This being is capable of unimaginable things, has unimaginable power. He had possession of my body when-”

“I know. I mean, I don’t know. But I knew it wasn’t you because you would never hurt me,” Evie shrugged. She came to terms with what happened a long time ago. With confirmation that the threat was gone, that the monster was gone, she could hardly be bothered by it now.

Ford felt his heart thaw for the first time in a long time. After all these years, after all that happened, after he gave her the cold shoulder for giving him his life back, Evie still trusted him. After his own two hands clawed through the walls to get at her, this miraculously small being trusted him . Without thinking much about it, he poked her lightly in the side. She looked up at him in surprise, and he gave her a small smile. He hoped she understood what it meant.

She did. A poke from a giant was always jarring, no matter how many times it happened. It was always stronger than they thought too, rocking her off balance. But when she saw his smile, all the confusion melted away. He was back. They were back.

[illbisexual]

summer, please end quickly stay forever!

[flop girl summer ocs]

"Youve been here for four days," Blair sighs, as she stands in in the middle of her cabin. The girls surrounding her look down at the floor. "I told you before we even came in here, do not write on the bedposts. So far, I've seen a list of hot people from cabin four, you've been writing mean stuff about other campers, and Megan, I know it was you that wrote ally sucks on the doorframe." The camper in question, a blonde, second year camper, Megan Stanley, looks a bit guilty. "I know ally can be boring, trust me, I've known her longer than you have.. but you've barely met the woman! Give her a chance, will you?" Blaire puts her hands on her hips. Megan gives a sheepish im sorry under her breath, before the redheaded counselor announces that everybody can do what they want until dinner time. A few of the girls file out and head for the main lodge, some head in the direction of the lake and others leave to meet with other people from different cabins. A couple girls sit in the cabin anyway, as blaire leaves. She steps out the cabin and into the outside world, as her eyes scan the surrounding area. Kids are playing with a Frisbee, some are bugging Andrea as she seems to head for the auditorium, some kids are seemingly mumbling to themselves as they climb out the pool, a stern looking ally pointing as if to shoo them away. She huffs with laughter, as she makes her way over to the radio shack.

"Out!" Ally calls. "I warned you! I told you, no diving in, or you're getting kicked out for the rest of the day!" She'd warned them three times. Infact, she had stated they had a first warning, second warning, and their third warning meant they had to go. The campers shes kicking out the pool like upset, rolling their eyes and mumbling as they grab their towels and start walking back to the cabins. Ally shakes her head, and at the same time, she heard a voice from behind her, with that signature accent. "Bit harsh, no?" Its Amy, nikki not far behind her, and kaylee trailing behind them. They're all in swimsuits, clearly having come to enjoy the pool. "Dont you have jobs to be doing? You know, the ones that Mr Hackett pays you all to do?" The lifeguard raises an eyebrow. Kaylee steps forward, putting one hand on Amy's shoulder, as the other grabs nikki's wrist and yanks her forward. "We're just having some fun before dinner, Ally, no need to worry. My dad said it was fine." Kaylee smiles. Ally rolls her eyes, before she gestures to the pool and heads back to her post, as the other three girls all head into the pool.

Milo sits in the designated music cabin, surrounded by guitars hanging on walls, wires scattered around the place, and keyboards lined against the wall. Meanwhile, Mila has a camera in her hand as she snaps pictures. She'd been taking a couple over the course of each day of the different cabins, scenic views, campers having fun, counselor drama (which, an argument had already sparked between Ally and Andrea, and mila had been quick to snap pictures of the girls shouting at eachother!) "Milo," mila speaks up, as she points the camera at her fellow counselor. "Smile for the camera, dear musician," she teases, watching milo fluster and try to pose. She snaps the picture, and it comes out.. Good enough. It shows Milo sitting, guitar on his lap, and a deer-like look on his face as he stares at the camera. "Hm. Maybe you should've became a model!" Mila teases, watching milo's cheeks become red as he tries to go back to playing the guitar.

"Yes! Exactly what I'm looking for!" Andrea exclaims, clapping her hands as she watches the two campers on stage bow. In her most recent play, a dramatic one, about two best friends falling out and eventually coming back together, she knew exactly what type of person she was looking for. "You, my darlings, are the perfect people for the roles." The two girls on stage smile excitedly, both saying a happy "thank you, andrea" to the counselor before they skip off. The rest of the characters had been casted, and with that, the auditions were closed and Andrea could rest. She huffs, settling into one of the chairs in the audience. She watches the two campers, and a few others, head out the doors and outside. She leans her head back, rubbing her eyes. She heard the door close, but she also hears a voice. "I assume you've got your dream cast for your play?" Its an amused one, and as Andrea sits up and whips her head around, her eyes land on cole, the nature guide. He has a smile on his face, his sunglasses resting on his head, his jacket held loosely in his left hand, his right hand on his hip. "Yes, I have, thank you prince of nature." Andrea pushes herself out of her chair. She goes to say something else, before she hears a voice crackle over the speakers around camp. Its barely audible, since they're inside, but Cole helpfully opens the door to make it easier to hear. "Campers and counselors, I hate to break it to you, but its time for dinner! Make your way to the main lodge, preferably wearing clothes instead of a wet bathing suit, because someone has already slipped on the water some of you guys left behind." Spoiler alert, the one who had slipped was caleb. Before the speakers turn off, you can hear another voice in the radio shack say something that sounds like "why" before theyre cut off. That must be caleb, who is sitting in the radio shack with blaire as per usual. "Come on then, princess of drama," Cole smiles as he heads out the auditorium doors, Andrea rolling her eyes before she heads out after him.

[knotfodder]

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[sleepyking]

Exactly one person said they wanted this so-

(Might find more eventually idk)

BILL/CIPHER/BILL CIPHER - EYE OF PROVIDENCE WIKI

ALEX/HIRSCH - FLANNEL GOOGLE SEARCH

GRAVITY FALLS - “NEVER HEARD OF IT”

MCGUCKET/FIDDLEFORD - COTTONEYE JOE

PINES - “A GOOD FAMILY TREE”

DISNEY - “RAT.GIF CENSORED FOR YOUR PROTECTION”

BOOK OF BILL - “HIDE IT UNDER SHIRT DURING PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE”

EUCLID/SCALENE/SCRIMBLES - “LIFE FORM NOT FOUND”

EUCLYDIA - “DIMENSION NOT FOUND”

TANTRUM - BILL & TIME BABY CONVERSATION

TRIANGLE - “TRI HARDER”

WHO ARE YOU - “I COULD ASK YOU THE SAME QUESTION”

PORTAL - “PORTAL.EXE HAS BEEN DELETED. I BET YOU COULD BUILD ONE”

DEATH - “LIFE’S GOTH COUSIN”

LIFE - “72% COMPLETE. NOW LOADING: DEATH”

CLONE - PAPERJAM DIPPER, SUBTITLE: HERE, HE’S YOUR PROBLEM NOW! JUST KEEP THIS GUY AWAY FROM LIQUIDS!

SHAPE/GREECE - ANCIENT GREECE ARTICLE

T J ECKLEBURG - “NEVER SAY THAT NAME AGAIN”

BYE GOLD - “BYE!’

YOURE INSANE - “SURE I AM WHATS YOUR POINT?”

AXOLOTL - “YOU ASK ALOTL QUESTIONS”

WEIRDMAGEDDON - NEWS ARTICLE

FORGET THE PAST - COLOR CIPHER: TWO DIMENSIONS, TO AND FRO. YOU ALWAYS NOW WHICH WAY TO GO. IF YOU’RE LOST DONT BE AFRIAD, IN EUCLYDIA YOU’VE GOT IT MADE. RUN TOO FAR TO RIGHT OF FAME, YOU’LL APPEAR ON LEFT AGAIN. JUMO TOO HIGH DONT CRY OR FRET, YOU’LL POP UP FROM THE GROUND, I BET. IN THIS SPACE THERE IS NO FEAR, LOVED ONES WILL BE EVER NEAR, ROLES AND RULES ALWAYS CLEAR. EUCLYDIA, WE HOLD YOU DEAR.”

RIDDLE - “WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME?”

BLIND EYE - EYE EXAM; “THEY’LL SEE, THEY’LL ALL SEE.” “EUCLYDIAN DEPARTMENT OF VISION SUPERVISION.”

THEYLL (ALL) SEE - “IS SEEING BELIEVING?”

BABY - PREGNANCY SCAN

QUESTION - ANSWER

ANSWER - QUESTION

HOLOGRAM - UNIVERSE

WELL WELL WELL BEING - “PATIENT FILE: BILL CIPHER. GREATEST LOVE: HIMSELF. GREATEST FEAR: HIMSELF.” “ART THERAPY NOTES: ALL HE DRAWS ARE RED AND BLUE TRIANGLES.” “PATIENT’S ODD PHOBIAS: 3D GLASSES, VENETIAN BLINDS, TV STATIC.”

REALITY - “IS AN ILLUSION”

NAITSUF - SOUL CONTRACT. “YOU KILLED US ALL. REMEMBER US.” “SOMEONE HELP. THE MURDER’S NAME IS BILL.”

VALLIS CINERIS - “WHY DID YOU DO IT?” STATIC!SCALENE AND STATIC!EUCLID HOLDING LITTLE BILLY

STANLEY PINES - BRASS KNUCKLES GOOGLE SEARCH. GOLD CHAINS FOR OLD MEN GOOGLE SEARCH. DOGS PLAYING POKER GOOGLE SEARCH. 8-BALL CANE GOOGLE SEARCH. MALE GIRDIE GOOGLE SEARCH. SHRINER FEX GOOGLE SEARCH. COLONEL SANDERS TIE. WHEEL OF FAME; “HOW HE BEAT ME” CHANGES.

DIPPER - LETTERS TO DIPPER FROM BILL, CHANGES

MABEL - STICKERS, GRADUALLY ADD; “LAB NOW FULLY MABELIZED”

WADDLES - PIG PLACEMENT WEBSITE

HELP ME/GOD/SAVE ME - VIDEO OF BILL STATUE

SEASON 3 - SEASON 2

SEASON 2 - SEASON 1

SEASON 1 - SEASON -1: ANTIGRAVITY FALLS

SEASON -2 - SEASON 1

SEASON -3 - SEASON 2

JOURNAL 3 - THE JOURNAL FOR ME

TOBY DETERMINED - RESTRAINING ORDER

DEER TEETH - “FOR YOU, KID!”

PACIFICA - LETTER FROM PACIFICA

RIDDLE - “WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME?”

YES - “WHATS MCGUCKET’S FAVORITE SODA?”

MOUNTAIN DONT - “WHATS A MEDIEVAL HOMONYM?”

LIAR LYRE - “THE 20TH INGREDIENT OF ANTI-CIPHERIZING TONIC?”

HAROLDS RAMBLINGS - “HOW IS CLOWN REPELLANT MADE?”

UNION MADE - “BILL’S GOVT FILE NUMBER?”

29121239168518 - “WHO COMES FROM ZIMTREX 5?”

GREBLEY HEMBERDRECK - “WHATS ON BILLS FLAG?”

RAT - “THURBURT’S NUMBER?”

3466554 - “WHAT LEAVES A THIN LINE IN THE SHOW?”

TINSEL SNAKE - “THE 6TH OPTION ON BILL’S EDITING SOFTWARE?”

TORTURE MENTALLY - “NAME AN UNPRONOUNCABLE WIZARD”

XGQRTHX - “WHERE DO TRI ANGLES COME FROM?”

333 SUNDAPPLE LANE, COZY CREEK, IL, 60714-94611 - “BILL CIPHER’S LAWYER?”

MULTILEVEL MARK - “WHO DEFEATED SILA BIRCHTREE--?”

EMMALINE BUTTERNUBINS - “YOU’VE EARNED A TREAT! ENTER ‘DISPENSE MY TREAT’ TO DOWNLOAD”

DISPENSE MY TREAT - DOWNLOADS ZIP FILE BILLS FILES DO NOT OPEN!!.ZIP

FORTNITE - “LIFE PRIVELAGES REVOKED. NOW REALEASING POISON GAS.”

DUCKTECTIVE - “DUCKTECTIVE STARS IN “LOVE, QUACKTUALLY” COMING TO: “OI, THIS IS COCKNEY, INNIT?” THIS FALL”

BLENDIN - “TIME AGENT LOST AND PRESUMED INCOMPETENT”

GIDEON - AWFUL RECORDING OF GIDEON HUMMING

ROBBIE - MESSAGES BETWEEN HIM AND HIS FRIEND GROUP

ABUELITA - BEST VACUUM FOR WALLS AND CEILINGS YOUTUBE VIDEO

MASON - SCRACTH PAPER DIPPER WROTE ANAGRAMS ON

CRYPTOGRAM CODEX - DOWNLOADS ZIP FILE CRYPTOGRAM CODEX.ZIP

BOOBERRY - QUESTION MARK MADE OF WORDS, TITLE “THE MEANING OF LIFE”

LOVE - AUDIO BOOK OF “TABITHA LUSTHEART”

GOODNIGHT SALLY - BILL SHIRT, “KEEP ON POSSESSIN’”

CURSED - FIND OUT YOURSELF, I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO BEGIN EXPLAINING IT

TITANS BLOOD - “HOOT HOOT. PASSWORD PLEASE”

CURSE WITTEBANE - BILL CIPHER OUIJI BOARD(?)

PLATINUM PAZ - PACIFICA’S DREAM

VIRUS - THEPLAGUE.PDF

ADASTRAPERASPERA - JOURNAL PAGE TITLED CIPHER’S CORPSE?

GUN - “OH YES OH YES OH YES THEY BOTH”

OH YES THEY BOTH - “REACHED FOR”

SORRY - PICTURE OF FORD AND MCGUCKET WHEN THEY WERE YOUNGER

SPOOKY - AUDIOBOOK OF “SPOOKEMUPS”

SKELETON - “THE ONE WITH THE SWORD! HE FOUND YOU!”

MYSTERY - “?”

MYSTERY SHACK - CONFUSION HILL GOOGLE SEARCH

BLACKSHEEP - BILL BASICALLY DOES DRUG DEALING

BAAAA - “LETS RISE FROM THE GRAVE, LETS WALK IN OUR SLEEP. WHAT GOOD IS A SHEPERD WITHOUT ANY SHEEP? WE’LL START AT THE END UNTIL WE BEGIN. THERE’S ROOM IN MY THRONE, IT’S TIME TO FIT IN.”

CARD - BILL’S BUSINESS(? I ASSUME?) CARD

IRREGULAR - BILL MUGSHOTS

THERAPRISM - “IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, DO NOT USE ELEVATORS” SIGN

DIPPY FRESH - REDDIT NOSTALGIA??

OROBOROUS - LOST JOURNAL 3 PAGES ABOUT THE AXOLOTL

SOOS - LETTERS WRITTEN BY SOOS

STANFORD/FORD/SIXER - FORD’S MEDICAL REPORT

Lmk if you’d like to see the pictures from the zip files:))

Anyways my soul belongs to Bill Cipher now

[avs-serotonin-area]

SPOILERS FOR THISISNOTAWEBSITEDOTCOM

WIP

i wanted to compile all the results i got- mainly so i can reference it but if it’s helpful to anyone else that’s great! definitely not complete and there are 100% better lists though lol

when you type in:

Mabel - makes glowy stars appear!

Dipper - before this there was a message for Dipper to stare at the sun to see some secret writting

the image in then all black

Stanford -

Stanley - ebay link for gold chains or brass knuckles

Soos - his entry trying to dissuade you from trusting Bill, its like 3 pages long

Pacifica - her entry trying to dissuade you from trusting Bill

Wendy - you guessed it!

Gideon - audio of him humming and saying "I love you forever Mabel"

Robbie - messages between him and Thompson. They find Bill and are scared for life basically.

McGucket - youtube link for Cotton Eye Joe

Bill - a Sesame Street video about a jazzy triangle and a square??

Blanchin - video on blanchin vegtables

Abuelita - video on best vaccum for walls and ceilings

Trigonometry/math/Greece/geometry -

Blind eye -

Journal 1 - “The journal of fun”

Journal 2 - “The journal for you”

Journal 3 - “The journal for me”

Mystery - “?”

Book of Bill -

Ducktective -

Disney -

Tad Strange - it’s just a video of someone cutting bread… i think it has something like a romantic instrumental in the background

Toby Determined - takes you to a google search on “restraining order”

Triangle - i could’ve sworn it said “tri harder than that” or something along those lines but after typing it again i just see “ ) “ it’s just an end parenthesis

Gravity Falls - “never heard of it”

Season 1 - “season -1: antigravity falls”

Season 2 - “season 1”

Season 3 - “season 2”

Mat Pat/game theory - a video of mat pat saying he can’t help us this time

Weird - a video of weird al. he’s stuck in the computer

Baby/daddy -

Gun - “oh yes oh yes oh yes they both”

Mason -

Alex Hirsch - takes you to a google search for flannel

History - “‘I have received a message from the universe: 1 2 3’ - Nichola Tesla

Cipher - take you to a wiki page for the eye of providence

Portal- “portal.exe has been deleted. i bet you could build one”

Giffany - 1st time “Input deleted. AI antiviral activated” 2nd time “warning: secondary firewall breached” 3rd time "fatal warning. system under attack" 4th time "Soos!! I still love you (the distorted) we will be together" 5th time "Now downloading girlfriend. this action cannot be undone" 6th time a distorted giffany video pops up and the file is downloaded.

Blendin - “time agent lost and presumed incompetent”

No - “your loss…”

Pines - “a good family tree”

Death - “life’s goth cousin”

Fuck (other swear words etc) -

Mystery shack - takes you to a search for “confusion hill”

You’re insane - “sure i am what’s your point?”

Filbrick - “im not impressed”

Waddles - takes you to pigplacementnetwork.org

Who are you - “i could ask you the same question”

Reality - “is an illusion"

Divorce -

Disco girl - a singing audio presumably of dipper listening to disco girl

T.J. Eckleburg - “never mention that name again”

Kings of new jersey - downloads a “secret code” file

Love -

Axolotl- "you ask alotl questions"

Craz/Xyler - Jem and the Holograms theme song

Im still on your mind- seems to be a video of Stan and Ford on their boat...

Theraprism -

Rat - "Thurnburts' number?"

Deer teeth - "for you, kid!"

Tourist trap -

Paper Jam - picture of paper jam dipper. you can print him!

Fordtramarine -

Any "gen alpha term" and various other terms may result in this - "Life privileges revoked. Now releasing poison gas."

Bubble - I cant tell what it does if anything. Doesn't get a big red X though? edit: if you type in mabel after you enter bubble you get an eye sticker! if you keep entering mabel you get more stickers. the lab is now "fully mabelized"

Pinata - video of a child hitting a Bill Cipher pinata, with added sound effects

Dippy Fresh -

Weirdmageddon -

"Vallis Cineris (found when lightning flashes on the upper left corner of the wall) - "Why did you do it?"

[bah-musing]

bah-musing's specials and whitelist

Specials (aka “enrichment for Muse”!)

emoji-based request

(please send at least 4 emoji!!)

randomizer wheel!

(we take a wheel for everything listed and just roll for it!)

Aesthetic-based request

(please send at least 2 images!)

introjects based on ANY of our interests

songs (we love music!) (bonus points if hatsune miku)

themed subsystems (2-5 per!!)

Whitelist

we.. love sooo much. Long whitelist so quick disclaimer!!

We will do stuff that is not on our whitelist but we will not be super familiar! If you’re requesting a source please tell us the full name and details that are important to YOU!!! (ie. “character from RNSIDK” = “character from Randomly Named Show: I Don’t Know”)

some things are more casual interests, other things are literally part of our dna atp!! there is no particular order ^^

we will be going off of the wikis for these characters so please keep that in mind!

woe.. Whitelist be upon ye!

…upon ye under the cut :3

Games:  

The Stanley Parable

TF2

Pokemon

Portal (including Portal Stories: Mel)

Sam and Max

LittleBigPlanet

Minecraft

Azure Lane

What Remains of Edith Finch

Prey (2017)

Borderlands 

Stardew Valley

Hyperdimension Neptunia

Elden Ring

Hollow Knight

Legend of Zelda

Ratchet and Clank

Sonic the Hedgehog

Peggle

Balatro

Slune Rancher

All Devcats games

Wobbledogs

Overwatch

Marvel Rivals

Deltarune

TTRPGs (mainly played DnD, know of more tho!)

Books + Manga:

Legend of Zelda manga

Naruto + Shippuden + Light Novels

Illuminae Files Series

Full Metal Alchemist

My Hero Academia

Coraline

Stevie Smith’s works

Junji Ito’s works

I Want to Eat Your Pancreas

H20 series

The Familiars series

Movies + Shows:

Naruto (all)

Pacific Rim

Sam and Max

Hello Kitty

Unico the Unicorn

Coraline

Attack on Titan

Ouran Highschool Host Club

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

House MD

Death Note

The Midnight Gospel

The Prince of Tennis

Breaking Bad

Better Call Saul

Samurai Pizza Cats

My Hero Academia 

G1 Monster High

Garfield shows

Power Rangers

Music + Podcasts: 

insect.christmas 

lilac boy

MARINA

Mikuuuu

Lemon Demon

The Devi McCallion Cinematic Universe (Black Dresses, Girls Rituals, etc)

Femtanyl

Siouxsie and the Banshees

The Offspring

Pacific Purgatory

Will Wood

Ken Ashcorp

Mitski

Alex Unknown

midnight muse

Welcome to Nightvale

Camp Here and There

Sleep Deprived

[glitchyvoice]

Hello everyone!! This is gonna be the text dump version of my intro post, this'll be updated once I have the carrd ready.

Looking for my post-game cotl references?? Don't worry!! You can still find those here

Shamura's temple refs here

And if there's other references you need, feel free to ask!! More than likely I'll go hunt them down for you.

My name is Glitchy. I am 20, genderfaun, polyam, and aroace. (sex repulsed.) I use any pronouns except for she/her. (including neopronouns!! go wild!!)

I am a British American artist and writer living in the US. Commissions are not currently open, (except for friends n moots) but I plan on opening them soon. (In the meantime, if you'd like to donate, here's my KoFi!!)

The fic I'm currently working on is Fate's Twine!! Feel free to check it out if you're into cotl!! (I'll add more info about it on the carrd.)

Note - If you're (somehow) here from Scattered Stardust, it's on hiatus currently. Not stopping it, but it might be a while before I get back to writing it.

Tags:

#glitchyvoices his (dumb) thoughts - text post/ramble tag

#glitchydoodles - art tag!! i put all my art here

#glitchycritters - oc posts

#glitchyanswers - for when i answer asks

#glitchysaves - my save tag. just a random collection of refs for personal use and posts i found funny enough to save

Link to my Twitch

Boundaries and fandom lists under the cut!!

MY BOUNDARIES

Proshippers, just block me. If you interact I’ll just block you and move on with my day, thanks.

Do NOT repost my art and claim it as your own. (Reblogging is NOT reposting!! Reblogging is appreciated and helps support me!! Reblog as you wish!!)

Do NOT put my art or fics through any ai programs. (Yes, this includes character ai!!) I don’t care what it’s for, I don’t want ai scraping my stuff.

You may use my art as a pfp as long as the account you are using it for is non-profit and you credit me.

Asks and DMs are open! Send whatever you like, with a few boundaries:

NO NSFW content. I am sex repulsed and that stuff makes me uncomfortable. If you send it, I will block you. Suggestive content and jokes are okay. (If you are an adult, obviously.) Not sure if something is suggestive or NSFW? Ask me! I won’t be upset with you for just asking, I promise.

Don’t advertise in my asks or dms, that’s weird.

If I don’t know you and you send me a link, I will assume you are a bot and block you.

Don’t ask me to proofread my fics, the answer will always be no.

Don’t come into my asks or dms critiquing my art or writing. If I don’t specifically say the words “Hey can you critique this?” then I don’t want it.

Want to tag me in a post you think I’ll like? Go for it! Just, again, don’t tag me in anything NSFW, thanks.

Want to make art of my designs or characters? Go for it! Please tag me so I can see it! (You’ll genuinely make like my entire week)

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MY FANDOMS

This is mostly just a dump list of anything I can remember I like. I'll add to it as I remember more.

CURRENT MAIN HYPERFIXATION: COTL

Other fandoms I enjoy:

Animal Crossing

Billie Bust Up

Cookie Run Kingdom

Dayshift at Freddy's

Detroit: Become Human

Don't Starve/Don't Starve Together

ENA

Five Nights At Freddy's

Fran Bow

Generation Loss

Hollow Knight

Homestuck

Honkai: Star Rail

Indigo Park

Inscryption

JRWI Riptide [No spoilers, please!]

Kagerou Project

Life is Strange

Little Misfortune

Little Nightmares

Madoka Magica

Night In The Woods

Omori

Ooblets

Pokemon

Portal

Sally Face

Sky COTL

Splatoon [No Side Order spoilers, please]

Stardew Valley

The Amazing Digital Circus

The Bunny Graveyard

The Legend of Zelda

The Stanley Parable

The Walten Files

Undertale/Deltarune

Welcome Home

Your Turn to Die

Into something that’s not on this list? Shoot me an ask about it! I love hearing about new fandoms and just listening to people talk about their interests in general. More than likely I’ll end up looking into it. (Or I'll already know about it and just forgot to add it to the list)

[alexina-bucket]

Tw: mentions of smoking, abuse, rape, and a lot of bad family stuff under the cut!

Im attempting to draw timekeeper/432's past, but for now while my drawing motivation is gone take me yapping about it (also partially trying not to upset myself)

Timekeeper used to be 432 and his name was Ash Brewer (shout out to my mom for helping me with his name, she balls) and he came from a troubled past, to say the least.. Ash is also trans, he's non binary but goes by he/they (after he became timekeeper, they don't mind he/they/it either) but for now im focusing on ash.

From a young age his family was abusive and treated him badly, both his parents were heavy smokers and they did not want him. They were homophobic and transphobic, so this didn't help his case.

From (if I remember my own information right, I need to start keeping little character files) the age of 5-13 he was abused by his parents, mostly used as an ashtray by his mom. He looked the most like his dad and his mom also didn't like this. She was white and pale with pin straight hair, while Dad was Hispanic, tan, curly hair. Ash had vitiligo, which his mother also hated.

He has scars along his shoulders mostly from the cigarette burns his mom caused, his dad did a lot less to him physically. His had has anger issues and would easily snap at him and his mom, each time he'd just go out for a smoke after and disappear for hours on end.

His dad would often try to persuade or ask ash to smoke with him (which he declined every time). Ash also got raped by his uncle (I keep forgetting the age I made him when this happened kill me) so I'm gonna say at 11...

He also has a brother that was the favorite golden child, he got good grades, was smart, never got detention, yada yada. This is also a reason he was treated so badly.

Because of all this he has trauma and has a lot of issues. Bringing up smoking or cigarettes and things like that can bring up a trigger for him (sometimes leading to panic attacks) and he is also touch starved but at the same time scared of people. He gets very confused with touch, and in an au where he is able to interact with Stanley any sudden touches or movements from Stanley causes him to get frightened but he also wants to lean into the touch he craves.

He moved out of his house when he was 18, he got a job after school /night shifts so he could afford it. A little while later he joined the office (that would later be the parable), got top surgery, and a couple years later narrator deleted everyone (except for ash who failed) and started the story.

Anyways this is my child, I love him dearly and I traumated him ❤️

[jomiddlemarch]

A handshake is available upon request 

“There used to be offices. Actual fucking offices, doors, windows, generic black and white landscape photography in a black frame because they wanted to be a little edgy, architect-school-wannabes,” Nina announced at the water cooler, which had been moved out of what was nominally the kitchen-slash-lounge, so that it was less appealing to stand around and chat. They weren’t allowed to bring in their own water bottles however, because their bathroom breaks were strictly regulated and a full Stanley on even 50% renal function equaled more time away from their screens than they were allocated. The water cooler had tiny paper cones to drink out of and if you didn’t swallow the whole thing right away, the paper would start to turn into mush in your hand. It wasn’t compostable though, because collecting compost would take time out of someone’s schedule that didn’t generate income.

“Really?” Alina said, keeping her voice lower than Nina’s. Nina was a veteran, relatively speaking, having survived the layoffs in ’18,’19, and ’22 and she wore Grimace purple Converse to the office on casual Fridays. Alina was approaching the end of her 90-day probation and needed to keep the job for the benefits more than anything else. The pay wasn’t great but there was vision and dental.

“Yeah, that was before all this cubicle shit,” Nina said. “If you don’t believe me, ask Gen. She remembers—”

“They said it would build morale. We’d all be interacting and sparking ideas or some nonsense like that. Like they want us to have ideas,” Gen offered. She was a bit more circumspect than Nina, which wasn’t saying all that much. She’d been assigned to show Alina the ropes the first week and fortunately, they were becoming friends. Well, work-friends. “They also took out all the vending machines except the one on the 24th floor.”

“The one with the ancient turkey sandwiches?” Alina said.

“Doesn’t ever need to be restocked, does it?” Nina said.

“We’re all just drones now,” Gen said. “Look what they did to David—”

“He was lucky he didn’t get fired for finding that loophole,” Nina said. Gen could get ranty about David, whom she’d had a crush on for like a year and who barely spoke to her, even though everyone could tell he was interested. “It’s worse what happened to Alex. That’s an absolute fucking nightmare.”

“What happened to him?” Alina asked. She’d seen Alex around, a tall, impassive dark-haired man with a close-cropped beard in the standard corporate uniform—charcoal or navy pants, button-down, no tie, cross-body nylon satchel—though she’d thought if he ever smiled, he’d probably be quite the looker. Not that he’d ever look at her, just one step up from a temp. 

“You know he basically built the place from the ground up, but I guess he was over-leveraged, there’s some rumor about his mother being in a crazy expensive assisted living with like a private nurse, but he doesn’t talk about her. After the takeover, he couldn’t afford to leave or he wouldn’t, there’s no real agreement on that part, and anyway, they took his top floor corner office and stuck him on 11. He’s got a door but no windows, can’t even keep a goddamn aspidistra alive in there,” Nina said. 

“Shit, there’s tattle-tail Tatiana and she’d coming over,” Gen muttered, then plastered a broad and clearly fake smile on her face, ducking her chin slightly to make her pony-tail bounce. “Hi, Tatiana!”

“Your reports ready to be filed?” Tatiana, the ostensible division supervisor, said. She looked lacquered, like she’d been manicured head-to-toe and left under the UV drying lamp a little too long. She didn’t smile but made some kind of smile-adjacent expression that showed her teeth. She must have the high dental plan because she clearly had caps.

“Just about,” Nina said. “Talk to you later, Alina—”

“After work,” Tatiana said. Nina nodded, then winked at Alina when Tatiana turned to squint across the floor at the cubicle Matt sat in, his blond head towering over the felted-composite wall.

“Yes, I was just going,” Alina said, though Tatiana had lost interest and had pivoted, obviously intending to walk over to Matt and find some reason to interrupt him. He’d play up his Norwegian, acting like he didn’t understand her, when Alina knew he was completely fluent in English, but he’d figured out it was the easiest way to get Tatiana to move along without getting saddled with additional work.

“Alina, maybe you can do me a solid? I left a folder on 11,” Nina said. “Can you run it down for me before you finish your break—”

“Break’s only 10 minutes. You better hurry,” Tatiana said.

“Of course, not a problem. Teamwork makes the dreamwork, right?” Alina replied as cheerful as a cartoon princess slogging it out in the forest with gnomes or dwarves or a nosey bunch of rodents, aware it was Day 84 and that she needed Tatiana to sign off on her or at least not have a reason to dump her. She was also aware that Nina had no folder, but that there was an office supply closet with the folders they used on their floor and that it was right next to the only office on 11. The office that evidently belonged to Alex, former CEO, now cooped up with a withering aspidistra. He could maybe use a cup of what passed for coffee in what passed for a general collegial friendliness, if you discounted that they worked in a cold steel skyscraper engaged in the soulless corporate grind.

For @iamstartraveller776 who suggested Evil Universe Trope "no coffee-shops, bakeries, florists...only cold steel skyscrapers in the soulless corporate grind" and with thanks to Severance for making it mainstream :)