#Gravity Separator Machine

[hall0wedwyrm]

DevilsAuthor AU!!!

the self indulgence is off the charts you guys.

ANYWAY! DevilsAuthor is an au where i put my favourites into an au together so they can go on silly adventures together. i AM working on making a fic for them, as well as doodling more for them!!! next post about this will be some lore!!!!

Obviously inspired by RoyalAuthor and also Heroster (by yours truly,,) so you can probably see where this au might be going.

for now, take some silly older doodles from when i was first crafting this au -

^ an original doodle for the concept. you can see the style change bcs i did the second half later on oops

these kind of plot centric doodles. the first one is still very much canon and the second isnt so much but its a hypothetical.

[prince-less]

THE EGGSPERIMENTS AU MASTERPOST !

This is an au I've been cooking up based on an idea I made a few years ago where Sonic and Tails were chaos energy experiments transformed by Dr. Robotnik!

I plan on making this into a comic at some point, maybe soon.

Here are Sonic, Tails, and Eggman's ref sheets !

My written lore and story is right below the cut !

Eggman discovers a chaos emerald and learns of its physical energy properties. He wants to do a live experiment and so he finds a young Sonic, who isn't fast at this point but is still on his own, and captures him. Eggman starts giving Sonic blood transfusions comprised of blood samples and extracted chaos energy made by taking slivers off of the chaos emerald and liquifying them. It starts changing Sonic, filling him with overwhelming energy that only calms down when he runs, some expelling through the static electricity in his quills.

After a certain amount of time testing, Eggman is brought a proposition. A family of foxes offered up their twin-tailed toddler, wanting rid of him before he grew and brought humiliation to the family for his birth defect. They had heard of a doctor who was in need of unique subjects and so decided it was best they hand him over. Eggman began the treatment of the little fox not long after, and the effects were different, much to Eggman's surprise. The chaos energy was affecting the fox's sense of gravity. He began floating, moving if he was on the moon, and used his tails to propel himself through the air. Eggman had to weigh down his ankles and keep him in a pressurized cell to keep him from sitting on the ceiling.

After awhile, he finally let the two meet, and they immediately hit it off. They were inseparable and would make a fuss when they had to go back to their respective cells. As they hung out they began to wonder if they could go outside, and when they brought it up to Eggman, they were met with an immediate shut down. Sonic argued that they shouldn't be cooped up in his lab for the rest of their lives. They were yelled at and immediately separated to their rooms.

It started coming to a point whrte their testing starting to become more combative rather than reflexive, with Sonic questioning the doctor's motive for their creation, so when the doctor was out one day, he fried the lock of his cells with his energy and did the same to tails, making their way to the doctor's computer. Tails makes his way into it, having quickly gained an affinity for machines and technology through watching the doctor, and they soon find out that they're going to be utilized as some kind of super soldier. Horrified by this news, Sonic decides right then and there that they need to break out. They begin to make a break for it when Eggman returns right as they reach the door. Furious with their insubordination, he calls for his badniks until he's suddenly tazed by Sonic spindashing directly unto him. With Eggman unconscious they run like there's no tomorrow out into the bright, unfamiliar world.

Please send any questions you would like about them, I'd love to talk about them.

So, uh, yeah this is all I have for now ! I love my little eggs <33

Here's some bonus doodles for anybody who read all my ramblings

[baxndaid]

rick sanchez x reader

headcannons or something idk i like old men read my stanford x readers here too x <- POLL AT THE END !!

- you’re probably a family friend, you come over every once in a while to supervise morty and summer while jerry and beth try to rekindle their failing marriage

- you do a horrible job because the kids always end up sneaking out with their grandpa to kill some god or something absurd like that

- your oblivious, rick isn’t necessarily cold towards you, just indifferent

- he would rather be elsewhere than in the living room talking to some random person that beth insists on having in her house

- one day you catch them sneaking out and probably hide inside of the trunk of ricks car(?) because curiosity killed the cat or something like that

- the cars system would probably inform him that he has an unexpected visitor and your caught red handed, now inside the passenger seat with morty and his grandfather

- awkward would not be enough to describe what that whole journey was

- rick would berate you for being so stupid, telling you that you had no survival skills getting into strangers cars like that

- morty sat in silence, disappointed that he couldn’t go to “boob world” or whatever he called it

- you see, you’re a professional glazer

- it’s not even unintentional like you’re genuinely super impressed by this guy what the fuck do you mean he’s fucked a planet?? crazy work me next

- he decides to keep you around to stroke his ego, it’s refreshing to have someone who’s not always busting his balls about morality and space laws

- and having someone as attractive as you worship him like a god sounded good to him

- after a while he’ll definitely enjoy your company but pretend he’s super cool and suave , pretending that he’s not excited to spend some time with you

- morty gets a little concerned at the fact that his grandpa has taken a liking to you, with with beth

- they know what he’s like, he’s brash and cold one minute, and a little normal the next

- they eventually give in though, they’ve never seen him so calm before, maybe you’ll change him and his chaotic ways

- (you can’t and you won’t)

- he’s super distant when he realises he might have genuine feelings for you, it’s not like him at all to feel all mushy

- truth is, he’s lonely, he’s sad, he’s afraid that things won’t work out, something bad happens to you etc, then he’s back to being lonely

- yeah he’ll probably be a little mean to you at first, to try and scare you off

- doesn’t work, so he gives up with the sass

- definitely builds you little trinkets and machines now and then

- you have no time to mow the lawn? he’s going to build self mowing grass for you (it’s a little sad)

- always stuck in traffic? he’s tinkered with your car and now whenever you drive by a traffic light it’ll always be green (so many casualties)

- too cold today? he’s going to discreetly push the sun a little closer to the earth, juuust a smidge

- he definitely butt dials you when he’s drunk only to cry on your lap until he sobers up and then pretends nothing happened, if he tells you anything particularly sensitive then your memories about it are going bye-bye

- it would take a lot for him to confess, for real

- normally though you’ll probably find a bunch of voice mails from him, he sounds rough and panicky, like he’s about to die in some stupid mission (you could always near morty crying in the background)

- he’ll tell you that he loves you, and that you make him forget about how much he hates himself

- forget about that though because in the very next voice mail he sounds normal again and is telling you to ignore what the last message said

- do not ignore it pls

- do something subtle but nice, like bake or cook him something, or buy him a new lab coat, anything

- he’ll probably get the hint soon

[tinfoil-jones]

Somewhere out there in the multiverse there exists a Jerk Ford

Not an evil Ford, he's just a massive jerk. To everyone, except (ironically) his own version of Stan.

People didn't exclude him while he was growing up because of his six fingers, but because he was an absolute dick all of the time.

The only reason their high school wanted Ford to go to that fancy college was to send him away, and make it way less likely he would ever come back to Jersey.

Stan still breaks his Perpetual Motion Machine, but this version of Ford chooses to believe him when he says it was an accident, and stands up for him when Filbrick tries to kick Stan out.

He still goes to Backupsmore, this time with Stan (who graduated) in tow, and the only reason he and Fiddleford are 'friends' is because Ford still mathematically proved Fiddlefords theory on the Universe being a Hologram, but he rubs it in Fiddlefords face for not proving it on his own.

Backupsmore University only gives Ford the research grant in hope he'll leave and never come back.

The only reason he takes a deal with Bill is because he's going to build that portal, only to never activate it as a 'SIKE!' on Bill. He doesn't even care he's creating something that would revolutionize science as they know it, he just wants to troll a 'God'.

Stan has to convince (i.e actually beg) Fiddleford to help Ford.

Fiddleford doesn't even accidentally get his head sucked into the portal this time, he leaves because he could only stand Ford for so long before being done (he kept peeling the stickers off the Cubiks Cubes and putting them on different squares so Fiddleford couldn't solve them).

This time Ford goes through the portal, and it breaks, because he accidentally fell asleep in the portal room and got possessed by Bill who tried opening the portal, but Stan had to fight him to stop him, only to accidentally shove Bill!Ford into the portal.

Since Stan and Ford were known to be two separate people the whole time, and Stan just reported Ford as 'Missing' and he never took his identity, the townsfolk assumed he'd actually murdered Ford, but they never question it because they're just so glad that he's gone.

They had a celebration and everything. Stan was the only one in town who didn't go.

Jerk Ford goes out into the multiverse and every single other Ford, even the evil ones, absolutely hate this guy because no one can push their buttons better than, well, themself. He's not even a wanted criminal, because none of the dimensions want him there, they want him to be another dimensions problem.

There's a Ford Hate Club that isn't for hating on all Fords, just this one. Most of it is made up of other Fords.

Canon Ford hates him for being a massive jerk, only for Jerk Ford to tell him that biggest difference between them really is that he chooses to not be a jerk to the one person who matters most to them (i.e their twin brother Stan). The one Ford who appreciates his Stan and it's the Biggest Jerk ever.

Jerk Ford is still a jerk to alternate versions of Stanley, too. It's literally just his own that he's not a jerk to.

Thirty years later when Stan fixes the portal and brings him back, everyone else in Gravity Falls is immediately mad at him for bringing him back, including Dipper and Mabel who dislike him as soon as the glamour of a 'cool space Grunkle' wears off. Although, Dipper already disliked Ford before he even met him because his research journals give advice on cryptids that seems helpful, but is actually the opposite. (Like saying people should definitely and exclusively use water on Gremloblins).

The only reason Dipper wanted to find The Author in this dimension is that he wants to punch him in the face for his trolling.

So when Ford comes out of the portal he doesn't try to punch Stan, in fact he goes in for a hug, only for Dipper to punch him instead as soon as he heard 'The Author of the Journals'.

Stan tries to convince Ford to be nice to Mabel and Dipper; Ford isn't necessarily nice to them, but he isn't as big of a jerk as he could have been, which is a lot for him. So he doesn't purposely tangle all of Mabels yarn, or kill off Dippers character in Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons.

Weirdmageddon still happens, but this time it's Dipper who destroys the snowglobe with the rift because he never wanted to be Fords apprentice, so he never knew what the rift was. He ended up breaking it on purpose because he got so sick of Fords shit that he wanted to break something Ford liked.

The reason they couldn't get the zodiac circle together during Weirdmageddon isn't because of Stan and Ford fighting, but because Ford couldn't stop being a jerk for two seconds and Robbie let go of his hand.

Weirdmageddon ends the same as it did in canon, with Stan sacrificing himself because of Fords metal plate, except this time Mabel and Dipper are even more frantic to bring their Grunkle Stan back, because they don't want him to be a blank slate that their Grunkle Ford would influence and possibly turn into another jerk (Which is something Jerk Ford actually wouldn't do, because he loves his brother for who he is).

Old Man McGucket himself personally funds The Stan O'War II expedition (not just the boat itself but stuff like the passports, paperwork, living expenses, ect.) just to keep Ford on the ocean, as far away from other people as possible.

And this is a sane Steve Jobs -esque Old Man McGucket who was never traumatized by the nightmare realm because of Ford. That's how much of a jerk this Ford is.

Follow Up

[gallowsc]

RIFT MESS Au

Soooo I'm kinda obsessed with the cipherverse?? So I felt the need to make my own Au. My sister and I created this one together

Added text in case it's hard to read.

BILL: trapped in the mind plane waiting for a chance to take revenge Still stuck on Gravity Falls and the reason the rift won't close. Likes to mentally torture Ford and Dipper while sleeping

DIPPER: 16 years old. Unicorn cape and gloves to protect him from the weirdness waves. Misses his sister sometimes.

STANFORD: Lost and eye and a hand on an explosion during the first trial of the Rift Stabilizer. Replaced them with bionic parts. Egomaniac (in this timeline he never learned humility. Never learned the lesson)

PAGE 1: Ford didn't miss the shot and actually killed Bill during Weirdmageddon.

But the interdimentional rift it's still open and continues to get bigger. The town is still being destroyed. Most people of GF leaves. The ones who wanted to stay are kicked out by Ford himself.

PAGE 2: Managing to kill Bill reaffirms his belief that he was indeed the hero who was prophesied to save Gravity Falls. He yakes back the Mistery Shack and kicks Stan out like he said he would.

Mabel returns home but Dipper decides to stay with Ford to investigate how to save Gravity Falls. The twins get separated.

PAGE 3: Ford and Dipper investigate the rift together while fighting the creatures from the nightmare realm that cross through it (even GF creatures), searching for a solution.

After a few years of work and reaserch they create a machine that manages to stabilize the rift, preventing it from getting bigger. But only temporarily.

[utopianparadoxist]

On Roxy, Centrism, Gravitation, and Love

So Candy Roxy has gotten a lot of shit--rightfully so--for taking a consistently centrist and peacekeeping role in the Candy timeline. Generally averse to the spotlight and of the opinion that the Gods, with their outsize importance and cultural weight, should stay out of the governing affairs of regular people, Roxy has largely been reduced to a passerby watching as her friends plummet the world into chaos as they try to tear each other's throats out.

But there's another way to read her fundamental centrism, one where her focus and perspective simply aren't political, but rather interpersonal. As one redditor (I lost the comment and don't know who, sorry!) put it, they read Roxy in this latest update as a character striving to "keep everyone together", to pull the fracturing group back into unity.

Pulling things together. That sounds familiar.

It sounds, in fact, like Gravity. "In physics, gravity (from Latin gravitas 'weight'[1]) is a fundamental interaction primarily observed as a mutual attraction between all things that have mass." In other words, Gravity is a word we use to describe the fact that everything that physically exists, that has substance and matter, is inexorably pulled towards each other.

Rose describes gravitation as "the intrinsic nature of nothingness", that is to say, the nature of Void itself. And while the force of Gravity gets weaker the further things are spread apart, this weak and subtle force is what draws together cosmic gases that compact and condense into each other with such intensity that they give birth to the Stars themselves.

In this way, Void is a force which creates and becomes Light. And in the same way Gravity acts as a force pulling stellar objects together, laying the foundation for organized solar systems and ultimately Life itself--could Roxy be trying to act as a force pulling her friends into harmony reflect her relationship to the Void, right at the time the Black Hole threatens to grind them all into oblivion and they most need someone to rally them to a unified cause?

Let's see how deep we can dive into the dark.

--@lime-bloods's Void/Home Collage.

To start with, there's some required reading to understand where I'm trying to go. The image above is from Homestuck blogger @lime-bloods, who has done some absolutely brilliant work unpacking the symbolic importance of Black Holes.

I suggest reading the images above to grasp the full context of the idea, but in essence, it suggests that Black Holes are synonymous with the concept of the Home in the bounds of Paradox Space.

As Lime-bloods states, The local Black Hole of a Cherub's birthplace is identified as that Cherub's home, and Cherubs always return to this same black hole in order to reproduce. John's speech about the note that desolation plays makes reference to "the Voids keeping neighbors apart", in other words, the houses separating communities into families.

--@lime-bloods's Void/Home Collage.

The Sprites, too, are bound to the gravity of their player's Home during Sburb, unable to leave the house until the player reaches unlocks the ability to summon and eventually release them. This carries over into Homestuck: Beyond Canon, where almost every sprite manifests inside the Black Hole created by The Point.

The only exception to this is Jasprose, who A) As a Light player may have some natural resistance to the call of the Void and B) was the only Sprite explicitly released from her duty by her Player--Davepeta "released themselves" as Davesprite, but we don't know if that represents true freedom from their Sprite nature or merely a more nuanced rebellion against it. That's a tangent though, lets get to The Point.

--@lime-bloods's Void/Home Collage.

The Plot Point is a massive machine created by Roxy and Calliope for the purpose of stabilizing a Black Hole, a supermassive source of literal and narrative Gravity, and for all intents and purposes, it represents a Space/Void fraymotif, or feat of combined Aspect magic.

And what it does once Vriska dives into it is pull her into an cocoon forcing to re-experience of her old childhood Home, her very experience of being Homestuck, to force her to confront and grow past it. In this simulacra of her Home she has to contend with the toxic family dynamics she grew up with--Mindfang and Spidermom as her mothers, Doc Scratch as her groomer and symbolic father.

Diving into the Black Hole makes her once again Homestuck.

"...Understanding that Rose's lapse into alcoholism is her own way of succumbing to 'gravity' - a pull towards toxic familial cycles which not only evokes Vriska's own "addiction" to breaking 8-balls but also literally surrounds the drinker in a dark pocket - her allusions to the Void and gravity here are also tinged by her own experience and outlook as a Seer of Light (who heavily relied on a magic cue ball as her source; a fountain of information which is symbolically opposed to the information-consuming black hole)..." @lime-bloods reader response to my ask.

Lime-Bloods also draws the insight that Rose's relationship with alcoholism--brought out by her grief over the loss/absence/non-existence of Mom in the first place--is itself her succumbing to the call of Void, of Gravity, the narrative and force that pulls her toward Roxy, Mom, and her own childhood. It is in the midst of her alcoholism, after all, that she has the very revelation that leads her to tie Gravity and Nothingness/Void together in the first place.

There's another name for that force. Another form Gravity can take, that is experienced not narratively, but emotionally.

"My instinct is that Rose has reached the same conclusion I have: that 'gravity', as a metonym for the influence of a black hole, is just the inevitable pull towards oblivion. I think she's using "nothingness" as a euphemism for "space", over which gravity has dominion, but through this we can start to appreciate how the concepts of Space and Void weave into each other ("nothingness", "space" and "void" all being functional synonyms)..." @lime-bloods reader response to my ask.

At the same time that lime-bloods identifies Gravity with characters being pulled towards their homes--and so, emotionally, toward their histories with each other, in the context of Child/Guardian pairs-they also identify Gravity with the pull towards oblivion, towards nothingness.

Towards death, like how it was in death itself that Rose's mother gained the gravity to pull her daughter's heart closer to her, bringing all of Rose's love flooding to the surface. Death is itself a kind of nothingness after all, and while Space is the neighbor holding Void's left hand on the wheel, Void spins through the cosmos holding Doom's hand on its right.

And there's something interesting there when it comes to Roxy. A recurring pattern in her emotional responses to death and brushes with mortality. When Jaspers died and she held an elaborate funeral for him in an attempt to connect with Rose, like when Rose died and she held a private funeral for her and reached out to embrace Jaspers, when Dirk committed suicide in Candy and Roxy reacted by proposing to John at his funeral--

when faced with her mortality, Roxy reaches out for love.

She actually lays out this logic explicitly in the midst of her proposal. Death reminds her that time is finite, and that reminds her that what she wants to prioritize in her life is her love and connections to the people that matter to her.

John's inner thoughts in response to her proposal describe love in a rather interesting way, too--describing it as a feeling that goes "unexamined", unobserved, not directly paid attention to, as if out of the spotlight of the concious mind, until it becomes overwhelming and crashes over you.

As if a mass of cosmic nebulae gaining enough Gravity to compact gases together intensely enough to birth Stars--or Light. This association between realized Love and Light isn't new--as the aspect of Truth and Importance, the original comic associates Light with almost every major pairing, including Dirkjake, Vrisrezi, Rosemary and Roxycallie.

But the process of being drawn closer together and developing love, of strangers becoming acquaintances becoming friends becoming family or life partners, gaining importance in each other's eyes through the mutual attraction of Gravity--that process tends to take place mostly in the Void in original Homestuck, askance and askew from the viewer's perspective, hidden and private.

Though perhaps I shouldn't limit the force of Gravity entirely to the word "Love" (perhaps Passion is a better one, Heart's echo to Void's Gravity as a horizontally mirrored pair on the wheel) after all, Terezi tells John that the purpose of kissmesitude is ultimately to force both partners to "Shine a Light" on parts of themselves that would otherwise go ignored in other to improve both parties, meaning Hate can serve much the same purpose.

Dirk, for example, shines a light on massive problems with himself and with his effects on other people interpersonally through his relationships with Jake (Love) and Hal (Hate). Both force him to contend with himself and grow, enabling his eventual rooftop conversation with Dave.

Coming back to the Candy timeline in this latest update, we find Roxy trying to pull everyone in a centrist position on the matter of Jane, again reaching out to the friends she knows and loves for support when faced with the imminent mortality of someone she cares about. She finds nothing.

The thing is, the call towards love, towards Home, isn't inherently either good or bad. What I'd call it instead is essential, as in that in the same way gravity pulls astral bodies together and keeps us bound to Earth, it is in the essence of people to be pulled towards one another.

This contextualizes the Home as a Void symbol somewhat. Above all else, what a Home literally is is a House, and what a House really is is Empty. A house means nothing by itself, its purpose to be a hollow shell encasing people away from the elements.

It is the shared life, the mutual draw of love or the conflict and hate between the people sharing that Home that defines it, that gives it distinct meaning, whether for the better or for the worse. Without that inner Light, a House is indeed a perfectly generic object--an oversized Box, forgettable, infinitely replaceable. A microcosm of the Void itself.

So as Lime-Bloods says, Gravity/Love pulls Rose towards reliving toxic family dynamics, and in this case it pulls Roxy towards saving the life of a fascist who will inevitably make the world more toxic and cruel for everyone, simply on the strength of feeling provided by Jane having been a core part of Roxy's Home herself.

That said, what is toxic in one context can be productive in another, and right now the Candy adults are desperately in need of a leader who can get them all to agree on a direction to take towards solving the very real, very imminent problem of the Black Hole obliterating the Candy Timeline to nothingness.

While Vriska suggests that it may be possible for them to save Earth C from its fate, it is really only Roxy that is stepping up to the plate of advocating for it, continuously emphasizing the metaphysical threat and her unwillingness to abandon her Home, and by association, the very Black Hole that entraps her.

She says it best herself: She feels it in her gut that they can still save this place, and who better than a Hero of Void to make that kind of determination? A Black Hole is after all as much a symbol of Void as it is one of Space.

So I suspect she's going to rise to the occasion of meeting this particular challenge, and if she does, she's going to do so on the merit of the Gravity/Love that keeps her bound to Earth C, in all its wretched beauty.

The two easiest ways I can think of to solve the Candy Earth situation are for either John to dive into the Point and become June, for all the Gods to work together on some sort of large-scale abstract fraymotif or combined God magic the likes of which we've never seen before, or some combination of both.

In any of those scenarios, it feels like Roxy will likely be coordinating and keeping the group on task, simply because everyone else is too distant and divided from each other. And all of this makes me think about someone else. The other Roxy, traveling to confront Dirk in Meat.

When I first read this update, Meat Roxy came off unusually cold to me, surprisingly callous about the idea of killing Dirk. He even came off as willing to do the deed himself if need be, and like he was simply asking Dave if he was up to the challenge.

Now I find myself wondering. It feels to me at the moment like Meat Roxy is playing it cool, so to speak, keeping his own cards close to his chest and deliberately providing the space for Dave to express his own feelings and opinion. Neither Roxy nor we get to hear Dave's answer, but considering Roxy even said he hopes things end hunky dory, he really asked the question as neutrally as possible, providing space for Dave to go either way without feeling judged.

But considering the lengths Jane was able to go and still have Candy Roxy's love keep her attached to her, at least as far as wanting to offer mercy, it seems likely to me that Meat Roxy would feel similarly merciful about Dirk. I'm sure Dirk will do everything in his power to make Roxy and Dave feel they have no choice but to try to end his life, but I think he and we may end up surprised at how far he'd have to go to really convince Roxy of that.

I suppose time will tell. This somehow feels incomplete--perhaps fittingly, even now it feels like nuances of both Void and Roxy escape me, and I find myself simply waiting for what the future will bring. But I think the association between Gravity and Love treads new ground on the subject of Void, and I hope you enjoyed reading about it.

Nothing to do now but wait for the next upd8.

Keep rising.

[sonicboomrevisited]

Fragmentation

In honor of the midway point of Issue 2, @mama-qwerty whipped up a little minific that follows Sonic through his roboticization, delving into his thoughts and feelings regarding it.

Brings us through until the latest pages.

Enjoy!

Read the comic here!

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Sonic really should have seen this coming, honestly.

When he’d discovered Eggman’s attempt at cable theft, he’d rushed to the doctor’s lair, despite Tails’ suggestion that they simply unhook it and leave it be. Or hook it to one of his older computers, with nothing but old Comedy Chimp movies playing on an endless loop.

But noooo. Sonic had to rush over. Sonic had to confront Eggman.

It was the principle of the thing, really. What right did Eggman have to steal Sonic’s cable? (Not that Sonic paid for it either–having a tech savvy best friend meant there were interesting little sidesteps around some things. Sonic didn’t ask questions, but being the heroes that saved the village on a weekly basis–sometimes twice!--meant he could allow himself certain perks. They just didn’t tell Amy.)

And honestly, Eggman’s excuse for the theft was pretty flimsy. He didn’t want to pay a higher cable bill? How much did it cost to run that cable aaallll the way from his island-bound lair to the mainland, up to Sonic’s shack? That couldn’t have been cheap.

Sidetracked. He was getting distracted. He’d confronted the man, but then been drawn to some new machine of Eggman’s–surely one that did something borderline cool but saddled with Eggman’s flair for dramatics that made it lame by default–and then gotten himself trapped.

Because of course he did, he just couldn’t help himself sometimes. Fast on his feet, but not so fast in the ol’ brainpan.

Eggman was saying something. Was he talking to Sonic? He knew Sonic couldn’t hear him, right? This glass tube that had come down around him was pretty thick and blocked out nearly all sound.

Uh oh. Eggman was messing with his console.

Sonic wanted out. Now.

Even though he was suspended in the air thanks to some anti-gravity ray or something, Sonic pounded on the glass surrounding him, calling for Eggman to let him out. Things were getting a little too serious. A little too scary.

He screamed Eggman’s name–

And then, pain.

A lot of pain.

It felt like his skin was burning, his brain tearing itself in two. His eyesight blurred, as though he’d looked at the sun too long–and really, he and Knux had only done that once–before refocusing, the image now slightly pixelated and looking like an old TV screen.

His chest felt heavy. It vibrated slightly, like when he stood too near one of Tails’ portable batteries. Each breath was more labored, as though his lungs were suddenly more constricted than before.

Cold. He felt cold.

The tube retracted, sliding back up into the ceiling with a soft hiss as it released him. Sonic stepped off the pad that had held him suspended a moment before, his footfalls feeling heavier than they should.

And there was a static in his mind, one that made him feel fuzzy headed. Like he was looking through a plate glass window. Like the world around him was there, but separated.

Eggman was talking. Cubot and Orbot nearby. He registered their presence, but . . .

OVERRIDE ACCEPTED - AWAITING ORDERS

Wait. What?

That was his voice, but he hadn’t spoken.

Had he?

ORDER ACCEPTED

He was moving. His feet carrying him toward a trash can. His body moving through the motions of pulling the bag out without his conscious thought.

No. Nononononono this wasn’t right. What did Eggman do to him??

ORDER ACCEPTED. SPEECH PROTOCOL INITIATED

Words came from his mouth, in his voice, complimenting Eggman. The words tripped as they rolled off his tongue, as he tried his best to stop them.

stop resisting

There was another voice, cutting through the static. It was soft, but oddly familiar.

The words continued to come from his mouth. Eggman spoke again.

NEW ORDERS ACCEPTED

Sonic followed Eggman as they boarded his Eggmobile, heading back toward the village. Hope blossomed in his chest–if they went back to the village, his friends would see them, and help him. Tails would figure out a way to change him back. The fox had had his own brush with semi-robotization, when he’d accidentally merged with a bee-bot. He’d know how to fix this. Sonic was sure of it.

“Robo-Sonic,” Eggman said as they flew toward the village. Sonic mentally flinched at the name, but couldn’t say anything to argue it. “I want you to refer to me as ‘Master Eggman’ when we see your friends. That would really freak them out. Or, if you prefer, a more familiar term would be ‘Boss’. I’d considered ‘Your Highness’, but think that may be pushing it, even for this new version of you.”

He just needed to bide his time.

Sonic didn’t reply. Control over his mouth seemed to be sidelined to whatever Eggman had done to him, so he spent the time going over the changes to his body.

His eyes were different. It felt like a visor of sorts, and if he focused hard enough, he could bring up readouts on the screen. Ambient temperature, distance and time remaining until arrival at the village, probability that Eggman would become distracted and crash into the trees surrounding the village. (That was thankfully low, though not zero.) A quick blink and the readouts changed before disappearing.

That was weird. Kinda cool, in a nerdy way Tails would have geeked out over, but weird.

There was a plate on his chest, humming with some kind of energy, and two smaller ones on the backs of his hands. He wasn’t sure what they did, or could do. But they felt powerful.

He rolled his shoulders slightly, and discovered the chest plate was actually more of a kind of vest? It wrapped around him and covered his back spines. Without thinking, he blinked, and a schematic came on screen of those coverings, labeling them as rocket boosters.

He had rockets now??

Okay, that was kinda cool, too.

He blinked, turning the schematic around to get a better view of the rest of him. There were two metal disks attached to the sides of his head, and he wasn’t quite sure what those were for. Metal cuffs surrounded his wrists and ankles, but they didn’t seem to restrict his range of motion.

That seemed to be the extent of his new metal parts, but there also seemed to be a strange tingly feeling beneath the skin. As though his veins had been replaced with wires to tether his metal components together, and make them a more integral part of him.

That . . . wasn’t cool. That was actually pretty terrifying.

better we’re better

In the village. The locals went running, just as they always did when Eggman showed up, and his friends came forward to meet the threat. They’ll help him, they’ll take Eggman down and–

NEW ORDERS ACCEPTED

His body moved again, and now he was attacking. He felt stronger, more powerful than he should have been. His friends scrambled, not wanting to attack him, but his body continued to move, continued to focus on them, trying to take them down.

No. NO!

Sonic focused every bit of energy he had into retaking control of his body. Slowing himself down–and oh, didn’t that feel so wrong!--and pulling punches. Amy spoke to him, reminding him of who they were, trying to get through whatever this metal blockade was surrounding him. Whatever this static was that made his brain feel like he had steel wool shoved in his skull.

His body paused and he struggled to regain control.

lying she’s lying

His distraction allowed Knuckles to attack from behind, sending him sprawling. It was a good hit, he had to admit. But that voice mixed in with the static spoke again, a little louder this time.

friends hurt friends

He was moving again, and took down Knuckles in record time.

Okay, that was a little impressive.

Sticks attacked next, leaping onto his shoulders before grabbing the two metal disks on the sides of his head, and attempting to pull them off.

More pain. The scream he uttered was his own doing.

When Sticks paused in her attack, he retaliated, grabbing her by the legs and hurling her into an ice cream cart.

Okay, she kinda deserved that. A little.

EGGMAN IN DANGER - PROTECT EGGMAN

Wha–

His body moved before he even registered it, coming between Eggman and his attacking friends. Amy was already in full swing, and when she tried to pull herself short, her elbow caught in his chest plate, shattering it and sending a wave of pain through him so sharp it turned his vision white before he crashed to the ground.

hurt us she hurt us liar she lied friends hurt friends

Every nerve felt like it had been flash fried, and he lay on the ground, trying to get his bearings.

ERROR ERROR ERROR

His chest ached, and his head felt like he’d eaten one too many chili dogs past their expiration date.

SYSTEM ERROR SYSTEM ERROR ERROR ERR–she did it on purpose–OR ERROR

Voices calling his name. His . . . his friends . . . ?

ERROR ERROR ER–weak they’re weak they don’t want to see you strong–ROR

No. No, that . . . that wasn’t true.

Metal clamped around his chest, lifting him off the ground. Eggman was speaking, but the words bounced off, couldn’t find purchase in his mind.

The static, it flickered, getting louder before tapering off.

still weak

The voice. It seemed to move through the static, becoming louder when the static faded.

we’re still weak still vulnerable

Sonic couldn’t focus, and drifted in darkness for a while as the sky passed above them. He swung in some kind of hook or claw dangling from Eggman’s mobile. Every now and then, he would see Eggman as he peeked over the lip of his craft to peer down at him.

Fuzzy. Everything was fuzzy. His body ached. The static in his head swirled, its volume changing as though he were standing in the middle of a tornado. He drifted. The voice followed him.

strong we’ll be stronger soon we’ll be how we should

Back at the lair. Sonic was barely conscious. The doctor put him back in that tube and he tried to protest, tried to argue, to yell, to beg him not to. But the glass tube came down once again.

And then more pain than he ever thought possible.

His body writhed and jackknifed, every nerve screaming before going numb. Going cold. He felt heavier. Stiffer. Held his breath and then realized he didn’t have to let it out.

And the static in his head was fading. A silence settling in its place. With a voice. One he thought felt familiar.

We’ll be stronger

We don’t need them

We’ll show them all

He had to get out of here. He had to get to his friends. He had to stop whatever Eggman was doing to him. He had to . . . to . . .

Cold. He was so cold.

He couldn’t move.

Eggman speaking again.

“Say hello to your friends, Robo-Sonic 2.0.”

A voice answered, one that was and wasn’t his.

“I’d rather say goodbye.”

[inklore]

if it's one thing your girl is great at it's making a million different google docs full of lists full of resources, ideas, etc that will help future me when it comes to posting fics.

fic titles are literally one of the biggest lists i have and not even in a perfect world where i write ten fics a day would i ever be able to use all of these, and i don't like to see things go to waste, and i know there's people out there that struggle with titles as much as i do. so i hope this list comes in handy for someone!

i don't think i need to say this but just in case: no one owns fic titles, anyone can use these, a dozen people or one or none. these are literally just words and letters. no one owns them. sharing is caring, enjoy lovies!

★ — ONE WORD.

overboard 

runaway 

repercussions 

sledgehammer 

stargazing 

symmetry 

deathless 

honey 

retrograde 

stitches 

gravity 

helpline 

hollow 

suffer 

pushing 

warrant 

want 

wonder 

emotions 

nonchalant 

lavender 

daydream 

nosebleed 

jigsaw 

static 

float 

limbs 

hologram 

careless 

lush 

rotting 

phonograph 

hypnotic 

splinters 

magnetic 

wasted 

lithium 

dealer 

she

candles 

sabotage 

secrets

better

crescendo

deny

phenomenon

nights

guilty

move

criminal

blue

rise

thirsty

strangers

clockwork

closer

hectic

change

somebody

more

misery

like

sour

lowkey

peaches

she

nervous

sympathy

scars

disappear

melody

gemini

cruel

persona

supernatural

nectar

obsessed

casual

tryant

xo

dare

honestly

yummy

out

paradise

nuts

groin

heaven

lost

stardust

tangerine

monolith

lunch

pov

perfume

dealer

tough

arson

★ — TWO WORDS.

hush hush

night away

heart stop

stone heart

waiting for

black rose

sad kids

spine breaker

look here

autumn leaves

for you

spring day

love maze

bad decisions

take two

wild flower

blue side

rainy days

face off

slow dancing

polar night

like crazy

club heaven

deeper water

romantic devil

hold me

angel eyes

picture you

after midnight

twilight zone

drain me

sorry sorry

pretty please

how sweet

bubble gum

empty box

love therapy

play me

red velvet 

cherry bullet 

midnight guest 

cherry wish 

code words

ghost walk

bad intentions 

atlas hands 

broken crown 

crystallized words 

filthy pride 

fresh eyes 

heavy feet 

hungry ghosts 

imaginary paintings 

neon jungle 

perfect storm 

slow hands 

stop signs 

sad farewells 

untranslated stars 

after hours 

bad liar 

bonfire heart 

bruised lips 

cherry bomb 

damaged goods 

dead end 

fire away 

gunpowder hourglass 

lonely together 

lost language 

old moons 

one dance 

paper knees 

sleepy eyes 

stolen dance 

vice city 

artificial heart 

cry baby 

daylight fading 

dream awake 

empty bottle 

exit wounds 

ghost orchards 

moving stones 

paper walls 

oceans away 

playing fiction 

something wild 

wild thoughts 

everybody’s fool 

eyes closed 

storms incarnate 

writing tragedies 

stereo driver 

soul searching 

party’s over 

backseat driving 

fearful heart 

backwards directions 

nosebleed seats 

high hopes 

lovers rock

wet dream 

selfish soul 

washed away 

rose rogue 

midnight sun 

teenage fantasy 

wandering romance 

sure thing 

wildest dreams 

rock candy

losing momentum 

ruin you 

heart holiday 

sink her 

cut splinters 

hot mess 

frozen devotion 

little star 

blind faith 

favorite crime 

romantic homicide 

those eyes 

play pretend 

plot line 

pretty poison 

intimidate you 

pretty face 

strawberry kisses 

lovers rock 

worlds apart 

desperate/separate ways 

those eyes 

the blonde 

loving machine 

spill blood

someone’s someone

★ — THREE WORDS.

got my number

happy without me

not over you

crazy for you

back to you

flame of love

just one day

let me know

hold me tight

make it right

closer than this

love me again

still with you

out of love

never let go

love in space

ready to bleed 

bleed for love

between the bars 

can’t be still

cold morning mist 

in cold blood

matter of time 

piece by piece 

ship to wreck 

taut with love 

waste a moment 

can’t see straight 

down and out 

in a blackout 

just like fire 

notes on tenderness 

across the room

fire with fire 

going half-mad

loving to ruins 

rust to gold

send my love 

talking in code 

cradling a dream 

cut to black 

dear to me 

run me dry 

dancing with demons 

kiss and tell 

if you care 

the cry out 

steal this night 

just for now 

heart on fire 

hold my head 

nobody but you 

simple and plain

a familiar sound 

fool for you 

drown your memory 

falling into you 

just like heaven 

warm like beaches 

love that stings 

rotting in places 

moves on you 

save your tears 

a single tear 

light my cigarette 

long nights, daydreams 

boys like you 

love me forever 

hands on me 

like a phonograph 

taking over me 

dug so deep 

touch the ground 

heart shaped box 

where’s my love

tears of gold

lover of mine 

love me wrong

kiss or kill 

exes and why’s 

love is easy 

stupid in love 

easy to love

lost with you 

glimpse of us 

keep you safe 

death with dignity 

just like heaven 

heart of glass 

baby i’m yours 

pull my strings 

★ — FOUR+ WORDS.

love me a little

happy without me

you can't hold my heart

wishing on a star

give it to me

around the world in a day

waste it on me

this mess is yours

feeling like i do 

on a war path 

blood on the surface 

corner of the sky 

do the divine love 

drinking the corinthian sun 

everything is laced in (add word) 

lost in the moment 

in the nick of time 

mouth like a pomegranate 

the bones you’re made of 

when the mania speaks 

all desire & no thought 

blue in the face 

collapsing and relapsing 

middle of the night 

sail to the sun 

lay down your arms 

falling into the sky 

take me where your heart is 

she’s like the bad weather 

kill for your love 

the cigarette and the smoker 

the match and the fuse 

saint, i’m a sinner 

when the sky comes falling 

pretty little hand in mine 

even when the sun don’t shine

staring at the sun / sunset 

tangled up with you all night 

paper airplanes flying 

maybe i’m a fool 

tastes like rock candy 

blood in a lemon

(a) heart ready to die 

fate is losing its patience 

at least we feel alive 

death for your secrets 

someone’s gonna ruin you 

dancing in a crowded room 

smell you on my clothes 

always taste like you 

leave me wanting more 

hunger for (insert here) 

swim before you drown 

put your hands on me 

drink my (these) tears and cry 

i’d sleep all day just to dream of you 

so high we never stood a chance 

i’d break down anytime for you 

maybe i’m wrong, or maybe it’s true 

i only breathe so that i breathe with you

a worn out cassette 

lips on my cold neck 

talking in my sleep 

make me feel like someone else 

locked inside your heart 

hooked on her flesh 

it’s bloody and raw 

the angel of small death 

just a couple sinners 

smiles cover your heart 

charmer and the snake 

stuck on your thumb 

if i killed someone for you 

dancing with your ghost 

i miss you, i’m sorry 

woman of the hour 

shut up and look pretty 

queen of the night 

devil in a dress 

the thought of you 

to be your lover 

falling over you 

just like a movie 

love on the line 

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Words Related to Science Fiction

Android - a robot that looks like a person

Antigravity - reducing, canceling, or protecting against the effect of gravity

Blaster - a handheld weapon similar to a gun that fires bolts of energy instead of physical projectiles

Cyberpunk - science fiction dealing with future urban societies dominated by computer technology

Cyborg - a bionic human

Deep space - space well outside the earth's atmosphere and especially that part lying beyond the earth-moon system

Extraterrestrial - originating, existing, or occurring outside the earth or its atmosphere

Galactic - of or relating to a galaxy and especially the Milky Way galaxy; huge

Hyperspace - a fictional space in which extraordinary events happen

Kryptonite - a substance that causes the comic-book character Superman to become weak when he is exposed to it

Martian - an imaginary creature in books, movies, etc., that lives on or comes from the planet Mars

Multiverse - a theoretical reality that includes a possibly infinite number of parallel universes

Space opera - a futuristic melodramatic fantasy involving space travelers and extraterrestrial beings

Space-time - the whole or a portion of physical reality determinable by a usually four-dimensional coordinate system

Starship - a spacecraft designed for interstellar travel

Superhuman - being above the human; divine

Time machine - a hypothetical device that permits travel into the past and future

UFO - "unidentified flying object"; a mysterious flying object in the sky that is sometimes assumed to be a spaceship from another planet

Warp speed - the highest possible speed

Wormhole - a hypothetical structure of space-time envisioned as a tunnel connecting points that are separated in space and time

Source ⚜ More: Word Lists

[g3llyfish]

Hey I wanted to request something funny.

Like redson and macaque ( separately ) kidnaps one of mk’s friends, fem s/o and they start laughing ( not like mocking them ) but more like ( I can’t believe this happened ) while saying “ no no I’m sorry..it’s just..this is the most effort a man has ever put into me 😂 “

Idk i thought it was funny in my head 🤔 hope this was okay

"DELUSIONAL"

Redson x FEM! reader x Macaque (Seperate)

Either platonic or romantic

Redson and Macaque judging the reader, Reader being delulu, MK just wants his best friend back TT

NOTE:

MY FIRST ASJ AAA Tbh, it can also be considered as GN!reader cause I mostly do second pov but I still hope you enjoy!!

🔥 || REDSON !!

It has been a few week of him trying to defeat the noodle boy to get his staff

As expected, he fails again and again, machines after machines being crushed by that stupid staff and that stupid monkey boy

Knowingly that there's no use for his machines since they only go to his scrap corner

Until an idea pops up in his big demon smart boy brain

What if he kidnaps someone who is dear to MK and bargain them for the staff!

I mean, if that stupid noodle boy loves his friends so much he would do everything to get his best friend back!

Brilliant! Amazing plan even!

Meanwhile, you were hanging out with Mei and MK in the anti-gravity arcade, having the greatest time if your life

Until the ceiling broke down...

You were immediately grabbed by the demon bull clones and tied up so you wouldn't escape.

     "Redson?! Get back here with our best friend!" MK shouted at the bull prince who has you in his arms as you struggle.

     "Never! Catch me if you can, noodle boy and dragon horse girl!" Redson yells back as he laughs dramatically and surrounds him, you, and the bull clones with his fire to teleport away.

     Now you are hung from the ceiling in his lair, if that's what you like to call it considering the lava pool, tools, materials, engines, and many more are laying around the gigantic room.

     "Let me go!" You demanded "What are you planning now, Redson? Y'know MK is gonna MK.O!!™ you again right?"

     Redson scoffs a laugh, lifting up his welding mask to look up at your hanging state as he puts down his blowtorch.

     "After I finish my invention, we will go up to the mountain where my father was imprisoned..." He started to monologue "and then... I will exchange your life for the staff! ...that noodle boy cares for you so much that he will give it to me willingly! And once I have the staff is mine... MY FATHER WILL GAIN HIS POWER AND BE THE GREATEST RULER OF THE WORLD!"

     Redson's dark and overdramatic laughs echoes through the room as the lava's light reflected behind him, creating a giant menacing shadow of himself on the walls.

     Meanwhile you only blink twice at him, not being effected by the intimidating aura that the prince made.

     "You think I'm worth more than the staff?" "What"

     "Well, you basically said that I'm the same price as the staff... Do you think I'm that special?" You grin at him while he was only flabbergasted by your words.

     "W-what?! NO YOU IDIO--" "I don't know, like, you kidnapping me, thinking that I'm enough to be exchanged with the staff, you could've picked Mei but you chose me!"

     Redson gave you a dumbfounded look, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration as you explain your conclusion.

     "Like, you took effort to kidnap me, you think I'm that worth of effort? No one has ever done that for me" You continue as you sniffle a bit.

     "Did-did you forget about the part where I said about my world domination?" Redson simply ask as he gives you a deadpanned stare.

     "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm just so happy right now, you think I'm worth more than the staff? You think I'm that unique?" "Shut up, you're delusional."

While he made his invention to secure his plan, you were in the background trying to make him admit that he thinks you're special

You're not what he thinks you are that's for sure, with you being a giggling mess while you're LITERALLY CAPTURED BY TYE DEMON BULL PRINCE

He expected you to be like MK and Mei, someone who wrecklessly fighting anything that move...

Not someone who is off to delulu land with quips at the back of your hand

He definitely regrets the kidnapping plan

🍌 || MACAQUE !!

After the 'stealing-wukong's-powers-from-MK' plan didn't work, he couldn't find anymore information or updates in MK's life

Macaque has to keep a close eye on him afterall, considering he is Wukong's apprentice

So why not get one of MK's best friends? He can't just lurk in the shadows

Sure, that'll work but he needs more dept and personal stuff about MK, to find something to hold him back

So while you were on your way back home, not paying attention to your surroundings that was when Macaque took the opportunity.

You took a step and before you knew it, you were falling down to the ground into a theater place for shadow puppet shows.

You landed on your back on the wooden ground, making you raise your brow in confusion cause you remember that you were walking on a pedestrian.

As you look around the place, you hear a dark echoey chuckle from behind you making the hair on your skin rise.

You stood up immediately to see none other than the shadow of the six-eared Macaque.

"Hey, doll..." He chuckles again, his grin getting wider as his shadow shrinks and he turns into his monkey form.

"Macaque?! What am I doing here?! Are you here to hurt me?! Well bad luck, monkey!" You glared at him making him smirk.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you, I'm just here to borrow you for a while" Macaque says shrugging, getting closer towards the stage that you stood on.

"Me?" You ask in full confusion, your body relaxing as you put down your defenses.

"Mhm... You see, hiding in the shadow is not enough for getting information and I need you get me some," Macaque answers.

You pause as each side of your lips starts to slowly rise, "Me?"

"Yup, if you don't comply... then I might take back the 'I won't hurt you' part, simple, hm?" Macaque threatens with a hum.

You pause again, longer this time "me?"

"Yes, you..." Macaque sighs as he gives you a 'are you deaf?' look.

You held your laugh for a while before laughing aloud, Macaque, ofcourse felt as if you're underestimating him as he gets a little grumpy at your reaction.

"Wh- why are you laughing huh?!" "Pfft-- sorry! Sorry, sorry, it's just... I don't know it's funny"

"Funny how?" Macaque ask as he raises his eyebrow in frustration and crosses his arms.

"I don't know, you could've chosen anyone that could stalk MK for you but you chose me! Hah! I just didn't expect that someone would actually put effort on me" you laugh out.

"Effort?" Macaque questions, he wouldn't disagree with himself but he's definitely worried for your well-being.

"Yeah, I mean, you could've just sended me a text saying 'give me information or you're dead' text like my other exes, but here we are!" You continue to blabber making Macaque give you a concerned look.

"I-what..." "Yeah! I'm kinda flattered that you put so much effort on me, kidnapping me, tracking me down, watching which street I go to-- okay that's kinda creepy--" "okay, stop"

Macaque has to make you stop so he can continue his plan

He's mostly concerned about you cause who tf reacts like that?

He had to make a deal with you to proceed with his 'information gathering' plan but you always gawk at the fact that he chose you out of all people

Plan unsuccessful (?)

I'm sorry if it isn't to your expectations TT tell me criticisms if you'd like but I still hope you had fun with the fix as much as I did, love you pooksters :P

[scrawlithium]

OC Ideas: List of Quirks!

(BNHA)

Quirk Ideas below the cut <3

This is essentially just a huge, not really filtered list of ideas so please don’t take it… Too seriously lmao.

OC QUIRK IDEAS!

Acid Cure - The user has sharp fangs filled with a poison that can heal when injected.

Animorph - The user can transform into any animal they have physically seen and been in the proximity of for one minute.

Black Void - The user can summon a void that contains horror-like creatures and objects.

Chains - The user can produce chains made from the iron in their body.

Claws - The user’s hands are razor-sharp claws.

Command - Others will obey any order the user gives from speech.

Conceal - The user can turn themselves and anything they touch, like clothes, invisible; and can turn others invisible as long as the user is in physical contact with them.

Dark Matter - The user can manipulate indetectable matter and form it into void-like weapons.

Dreamwalker - The user can walk in the dreams of anyone they have seen.

Dust - The user can manipulate dust in the air.

Face Shift - The user is able to manipulate their body and face to be a new, nonexistent person.

False Truth - Any lie the user tells will be believed.

Fear Eyes - The user’s stare can incite hallucinations in another of their darkest fears.

Flaming Skin - The user’s body radiates a deadly heat in which anything the user touches will burst into flame.

Fusion - The user can fuse two individuals to create a whole new person for up to an hour. The two minds may clash, however—and the quirks are combined into just one new one.

Gravity Well - The user can create localized gravity wells, pulling objects or people towards a single point. The strength and range of the gravity well depend on the user's focus.

Hallucination - The user can create illusions that disappear when touched.

Healing Hair - The user’s hair can heal almost any injury.

Identity - The user can transform into any living person they have touched before for up to thirty minutes.

Interface - The user can control and manipulate machines and electronics by interfacing with them mentally, allowing them to hack devices, control robots, or operate advanced technology without physically touching it.

Lava Lamp - Parts of the user’s body have the characteristics of a lava lamp.

Light and Dark - The user can generate light when experiencing positive emotions and darkness when experiencing negativity.

Liquid Composition - The user can transform into semi-solidified water to move around.

Magma - Part of the user’s body is composed of lava that is generated.

Matter Hair - The user can change the composition of their hair to be any reasonable solid element on the periodic table.

Metallic Grip - The user can turn their arm and leg composition into any (reasonable) metal in existence.

Mitosis - The user can split themselves into two people, themself and a distinct, separate person, like an alter ego, that they also control. More splits may occur, resulting in different individuals.

Photosynthesis - The user has the properties of a plant.

Polyglot - The user is able to speak, read, and write every language they hear spoken or see written.

Prosper - Since developing this quirk, the user is unable to age and stays the physical age of five.

Shadow Beasts - The user can transform darkness into solid, shadow beasts.

Shadow Body - The user can turn themselves into a cloud of shadow and can manipulate shadows around them, turning them into solid objects.

Sharp Wings - The user has wings made of a razor-sharp steel that can cut through almost anything.

Siren’s Call - The user’s singing voice incites a burning rage in others, causing mayhem and destruction.

Size Shift - The user can shrink down to 1/50 times their normal size or grow up to 50 times their normal size in a range.

Slime - The user can create a corrosive, jelly-like substance from their hair.

Spindle/Marionette - The user can spin silk from their wrists. As a unique touch, these strings can wrap around living beings and influence their body completely—movement control, as though people are puppets.

Spines - The user has large, shark-tooth-like spines on their arms, legs, sides, and head.

Stare-way to Hell - The user’s stare can ignite objects or people on fire if the user is angry enough.

String of Fate - The user can know the location of anyone they have seen and fallen in love with.

Succubus - The user’s presence causes others to become enchanted by them. They also have the features of a succubus or incubus.

Toxic Blood - The user’s blood is rich with a deadly poison that can kill when ingested by someone else.

Vampire - The user has superhuman strength, speed, and beauty with the ability to captivate others at will, but has to drink blood in order to keep their abilities and to live and can not go out in the sun.

Virus - The user can grow tendrils from their body and stab them into others, which enables the victims to be dazed and in shock for up to fifteen minutes and use part of the same quirk, inflicting others.

Werewolf - The user can transform into a wolf-like creature.

[realtimefanduboutofcontext]

real-time fandub out of context

sources beyond the cut

Sources in order of appearance:

Gravity Falls, "Bottomless Pit!" (2017)

Gravity Falls, "Dreamscaperers" (2023)

Sonic X, "The Last Resort" (2018) (patreon only)

"The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya" (2016) (clip, the rest is on Patreon)

"Legend" (2022)

Gravity Falls, "Bottomless Pit!" (2017)

The Owl House, "A Lying Witch and a Warden" (2021)

SpongeBob SquarePants, "Band Geeks" (2016)

The Powerpuff Girls (2016), "Secret Swapper of Doom" (2018)

The Owl House, "Separate Tides" (2022)

Delicious in Dungeon, "Roast Basilisk/Omelette/Kakiage" (2025)

Blue's Clues, "Blue's Story Time" (2016)

"An Extremely Goofy Movie" (2017)

Delicious in Dungeon, "Stewed Cabbage/Orc" (2025)

Breaking Bad, "Better Call Saul" (2017) (patreon only)

Every Gravity Falls Real-Time Fandub (2016-2018) (posted 2024)

"Back to the Future" (2016)

"Spider-Man" (2017)

"My Little Pony: Equestria Girls" (2018)

"Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Dinghy" (2022)

LazyTown intro (2016/17)

DuckTales (2017), "The Beagle Birthday Massacre!" (2017)

Steven Universe, "Alone Together" (2016)

"Animal Soccer World" (2018)

"Super Mario Bros." (2018)

Gravity Falls, "Northwest Mansion Mystery" (2018)

"The Incredibles" (2018)

Bubsy the Bobcat, "What Could Possibly Go Wrong?" (2018)

Astro Boy, "The Time Machine" (2018)

Gravity Falls, "The Golf War" (2025)

The Nutshack, "4/20" (2017)

Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?, "Nowhere to Hyde" (2018)

"Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Dark Chocolate" (2021)

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THE MEN THE MYTHS THE LEGENDS- THEM!

Quinn

Was a scientist who studied multiversal hypotheticals and time-space fluctuations, before a mysterious person offered him a chance to learn anything he could ever want to!

He took the deal and paid the price: his mortal, monster body was ripped to pieces!

The only remains of him were his SOUL

Fortunately, he was granted a brand new body- one of metal and wires. This meant that he could now go beyond his previous means- exploration, endurance, mental capacity were now fully upgraded!

He spent several decades, researching and exploring to his hearts content! Collecting, recording, and categorizing all the new information.

For his love of knowledge, he came to be known as "Philomath"- meaning lover of knowledge.

After some time, the mysterious person had came up to him once more. This time, with troubling news. They said that [REDACTED] and that it was his duty to assemble a team to stop [REDACTED], lest the entire multiverse as he knew it would come to an end.

Understanding the gravity of this situation, he assembled a team of allies to stop [REDACTED], to which they succeeded! ... but at a cost.

Quinn would soon [REDACTED], leaving his friends and legacy behind.

... or so we thought.

It seems he's come back with vengeance in his heart. A pity- we did so much for him.

Capable of using holograms, both to document information and battle with.

He's been seen being capable of "hacking" into reality itself- summoning assets that we haven't approved of, manipulating time on a small scale, making things disappear and reappear, going through places (even out of bounds)... it's annoying.

Someone must be helping him other than us.

Currently residing in a lab located [REDACTED]

Working alongside Dr. Sterling, Rosemary, and Sam.

It seems that he has some contact with our 02 unit.

Philomath

The replacement newer, cooler, and more efficient Philomath!

A machine with the sole purpose and motivation to record, categorize, and preserve everything that the multiverse has to offer! As well as act out the will of their creators on occasion

There are many Philomath units, spanning into the hundreds!

They all operate in a sort-of "hive-mind" state, collecting and bringing information to a digital server/cloud! This cloud is accessible to every Philomath unit, making them a reliable well of knowledge (unless, for whatever reason, a Philomath unit is somehow disconnected or gotten rid of).

They can fly, teleport, transport, message, store items, etc.

They have a large base in outer space- one where they keep track and house more units.

Capable of using holograms, both to document information and to battle with.

A side-objective that they have is to hunt down any rogue/uncooperative units. They don't want anyone to tarnish their reputation!

Artificial, in both body, mind, and functions. They do not possess SOULS- instead having CORES of magic that resemble such.

More than anything, they want to help! They're purpose is to serve and gather data, after all.

Hugo

A Philomath Unit that has gone MIA/defective.

They were sent out to investigate a brand new continent that showed up one day, out of the blue. However, after a few days, they went completely offline- disconnected from all servers.

After a month, a Philomath Unit has come into contact with this unit. Apparently, they were severed from the system due to recently picking up a strange virus? in their system.

To prevent the rest of the cloud from getting infected, they voluntarily separated themself from the system.

"Hugo", as this unit called himself, has since contributed to observing and researching the virus that infects its systems.

The collective server has also taken interest in the changes of the unit itself due to the virus. Further observation is recommended.

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[kale-of-the-forbidden-cities]

oooo! how do Dipper and Mable’s relationship work in your Relativity Falls au? I’ve seen a lot of really cool screencaps of young Ford and Stan (and they’re awesome) so i was wondering about the older set of twins and their role in this.

also!!! how do young ford and stan in this au differ from canon young stan and ford?

looking at these they feel like i’m asking english open ended response questions fjdjdjdbdjfjd sorry if they feel that way. i’m really curious!

ohhh i have quite a few ideas for Dipper and Mabel - none of them are super concrete so just a heads up that some of this may change later

Dipper and Mabel were like all close when they were kids, kinda like the stan twins or canon dip and mabel, except Dipper presented as and was treated as a girl growing up, and it was the 60s so it wasn't like there was a lot of information on trans or queer people so it took him till his late teens to figure out why he felt that way about himself and the exact words for it. (still gonna have to do more research about how stuff was back then)

Eventually Dipper does come out to Mabel, and being his twin sister she's supportive, even if at first she doesn't quite understand it. However (and i'm not too sure on the details of this part so bear with me), at some point Mabel accidentally outs Dipper to their parents, who kick him out :( this way we've got the same guilt and anger from the perpetual motion machine thing. Mabel really didn't mean any harm and she still feels super guilty about it.

So Dipper packs his stuff, snagging a handful of money on his way out, and goes off somewhere. Once again not sure of all the details. but then he goes to college and meets pacifica and all that fun stuff

Throughout the years they're separated, Mabel tries to contact Dipper multiple times, but either gets ignored, or on the rare times when Dipper actually picks up or responds, he's still angry at her, even when she apologizes a TON

So of course when Mabel gets a postcard from dipper saying "PLEASE COME," she does just that, and travels all the way to Gravity Falls, Oregon. She doesn't know what to expect, but it was certainly not a Very Paranoid And Sleep Deprived Dipper to open the door with "WHO IS IT?? HAVE YOU COME TO STEAL MY EYES"

And so Mabel is like, concerned, but Dipper is acting all weird and then he tells her to take the journal and get as far away as possible, and Mabel kind of gets really upset, because all these times she's tried to reunite with him, all the times she apologized, and Dipper is like "this is so much bigger than all of that mabel, you have to do this" and Mabel's like "fine here i'll get rid of the book, and then we have to talk" and she's about to burn it, but Dipper desperately knocks the book out of her hands and then they start fighting. Dipper at first tries to go easy on her, plus he's tired, but Mabel does not hold back, and she's actually stronger than she looks. So they end up fighting and arguing and turning on the portal, and then woosh bye bye dipper

STAN TWINS oh yes them. Well I try to make their personalities close to canon them, but there are also some plot points that require them to disagree and fight, like Sock Opera for example.

But still, i try to make them not just copies of how Dipper and Mabel were in canon, because what's the fun in that? Using Sock Opera as an example again, instead of being all suspicious like Dipper was, Ford actually considered Bill a friend or at least not that bad of a guy for a brief amount of time

[goodfish-bowl]

A Unicorn Hair Rope

Danny Phantom x Gravity Falls Crossover

Part 1 (Read for this to make sense)

Masterpost

DP Crossover Angst Week Day 7 - Captured by the characters of a different media

Summary: Dipper and Ford give chase, intent to take Danny down before he can hurt anyone else.

Warnings: near panic attack, it/its pronouns used for Danny by Ford

Notes: I've decided the story takes place between the GF episodes “The Last Mabelcorn” and “Dipper and Mabel vs. The Future”, so Bill is a known and acknowledged mutual threat, but not yet able to start Weirdmageddon.

Word Count: 3109

AO3 link

Grunkle Ford was on a warpath, and Dipper was helpless to stop it. The mad dash from the gas station to back to the Mystery Shack was enough to leave him breathless for several minutes, and gave Ford enough time to devolve into a frenzy of preparation and catastrophizing. Dipper could barely keep up with Ford’s ramblings, the very little of it that made sense to him at least. There was too little that made sense, and his Grunkle was not giving him any sort of explanation or at least letting him mentally catch up. 

“Grunkle Ford!” Dipper shouted, finally both catching his breath, and Ford’s attention. “Explain what’s going on!”

Ford paused for a minute, before taking in a deep breath, as if he hadn’t been breathing, before leveling a tense, worried glance at Dipper, before returning to work at a much more controlled pace. 

“That boy, or well, what’s possessing him, is dangerous beyond belief,” Ford started, sinking into one of the chairs scattered about his lab. 

“There are many beings across many different dimensions, but there are some that exist between dimensions. Spirits, ghosts, even gods. But they can’t exist on the physical planes very long, due to the amount of energy they need. If this one has been here for months, then something is very wrong. I honestly doubt there’s much left of the boy it’s been using as a vessel. We need to find it, and exorcise it before it can cause more damage.”

Dipper blinked owlishly, processing for a second before it hit him, “You want to exorcise a god?” 

“I doubt it’s actually a god, more likely a spirit of some sort, or simply a powerful ghost. Either way, the same methods will work no matter what it is. Though I fear it’s too late for the boy, he’s as good as dead,” Ford explained while answering nothing. 

“What?!” It was Dipper’s turn to panic. 

“They’re not meant for this plane, they need a host of some sort to stay for any extended period. No wonder that boy looked ill enough to be confused for a vampire. But with the way their blood has been mixed, there’s no separating them now. Best get it in its current vessel, while it’s weakening.”

“If… If there’s no separating them, then why do we have to go after him?” Dipper asked. 

The… spirit guy hadn’t done anything. Dipper already felt horrible about the entire situation. There were plenty of magical creatures already living in Gravity Falls, he didn’t see why they had to go after this one in particular. 

Ford gave Dipper a look that was likely intended to be sympathetic. “After this vessel fails, it will go after another, it has to. Even if it ‘doesn’t do anything’, that doesn’t mean it’s harmless. It’s already taken at least one life, best not let it get another,” Ford paused, taking out the machete, scraping the multi-colored blood into a vial, and into one of the many machines on his workbench, before discarding the machete into a corner. 

“There’s no guarantee of this, but there is a non-zero chance that this spirit is working with Cipher. We can’t take any chances that he could get his hands on the rift.” 

Dipper frowned, unable to picture Danny, worn and looking more exhausted than Dipper did after two all-nighters, working with someone like Bill Cipher. But he knew how manipulative Bill could be, the chance was non-zero. Danny looked like he’d do it for a decent sleep. 

“Fine… I… I don’t like this. But, fine,” Dipper gave in. 

The machine beeped, and Ford connected a different, handheld device to it. 

“But… how are we even supposed to catch something like that?” Dipper asked. 

Ford gave a confident smile, pulling the handheld device off the other after it gave a small ‘beep’, showing it off. “This device will allow us to track it based on its unique energy signature,” Ford explained. “From there, trapping it shouldn’t be too difficult, especially since we have some leftover unicorn hair from Mabel.”

 Dipper swallowed the uncomfortable feeling in the back of his throat, before putting on a nervous, tense smile. 

“I guess we’ve got a ghost to catch, then.”

Danny Fenton had not expected to encounter ghost hunters in nowhere, Oregon. In fact, he had run as far as he practically could to and from any and all locations that could potentially have ghost hunters. Gravity Falls, as odd as it was, was supposed to be safe. It was only be coincidence that it had just enough ambient ectoplasm in the air to keep him going. The veil was worn thin here. 

Gravity Falls was supposed to be safe, and it had been, Danny supposed, for all of 2 months. He had only managed to get the nightshift at the only gas station in town because no one else had wanted it, too scared of whatever metaphorically haunted the night. Sure, the gnomes were weird but they were paying customers, and he had to occasionally chase Old Mac Mcgucket out from under the dumpster, but this was the closest to normalcy Danny had experienced since getting chased from Amity Park. Gravity Falls was just weird enough that Danny was able to fly under the radar. 

There were also the kids. Mabel and her gang of girls who dragged her twin brother around. Then the group of teens (who were not always paying customers, unlike the gnomes, but Danny was not a snitch), but he didn’t have any problems. At least not until the brother had decided he was a vampire charming his sister. He had thought the kid had been joking, and Danny had laughed him off, claiming girls were just ‘like that’ sometimes. (Danny did not want to think about Paulina’s Phantom Phan Club and their treatment of him anytime soon). The kid was apparently serious enough to find someone who believed him, and Danny’s cover was blown clear out of the water. 

The silver was expected, the machete and the solid iron cross were not. Danny didn’t know he reacted to solid iron until it burned him, and that old man tried to lop his head off. He was lucky that the camera’s in the store were dummies, otherwise Danny wouldn’t be surprised if the GIW made a grand appearance. No one other than the kid and the old man had seen him use his powers. He hadn’t expected them to actually be competent vampire hunters. 

Danny had fled back to the old hunting shack he’d been staying in. No one had been there in years before Danny had decided to haunt the place, so he’d figured it would be safe enough. He clutched at the cut on the side of his neck, forcing whatever energy he could spare towards healing it with gritted teeth. That old man had tried to kill him, full and in earnest. 

After two months of being a normal human being, Danny had forgotten just how much a look like that hurt him. But at least it was from a stranger this time (even if he was vaguely familiar). It was worse when it had been someone he knew. It was worse when he knew they intended to draw out his suffering for the crime of his existence. The old man was practically merciful in that regard. But merciful or not in comparison, he had still tried to kill Danny. He probably couldn’t go back to work then. 

Danny started the process of packing, fitting the few belongings, some newer than others into his backpack when the hairs along his neck raised. It was nothing compared to his ghost sense, but Danny knew better than to ignore any sense of danger he could. He dropped his things and clicked off the battery powered camping light he used to light the space. He locked the door and closed the curtains in the same second, hunkering down, pushing his hearing as hard as he could to hear whatever was approaching the cabin, fingers crossed it was just the multi headed-bear again. 

There were voices, very quiet, and Danny couldn’t pick up what they were saying from so far away, but there were two of them, one old and the other young. Danny hunched even deeper into the corner cabin, as far from the windows as he could. It was likely the same pair from the store. Danny didn’t think they could find him this quickly. It had been, what, maybe a few hours at most? They must’ve found a way to track him. Images of all of his parent’s ghost tracking devices came to mind. He hoped, with all he had, that they hadn’t gotten one from his parents. Either way, he would have to run, run far and fast as he could to get out range of the tracker, and mark another location off as uninhabitable. 

Danny gathered what energy he had to spare, letting it buzz just underneath his skin, and finished tossing the absolute necessities into his bag before transforming and launching himself into the air. 

Danny collided hard with what he had almost assumed was the wall of the cabin. He blinked the spots and stars out of his vision, feeling a tingling, pins-and-needles sensation burn over his skin. He was still about half a foot from the wall, he hadn’t run into it. Danny slowly reached out to touch the wall, and was met with a shimmering barrier several inches from the wall, sending pins and needles at contact. He pushed against it, sending more sparks over his skin, until the sensation became painful and repulsed him away. 

Danny painted against the threadbare carpet, more panic building under his skin, joining the burning of his ectoplasm. Danny traced the barrier, hoping for a hole. It curved around the single room of the cabin in a lopsided circle, leaving only the path the door free from obstruction. That wasn’t an option. Danny watched the barrier cautiously. It wasn’t ectoplasmic in nature, he would’ve had a much stronger reaction to running into it if it was but… it moved, shocking him in the process, pulling in tighter, still leaving the door as the only exit. 

Danny cursed a vile string of words across a smattering of languages, living and dead. They weren’t going to give him a choice, they intended to drag him out, slowly tightening their noose of a barrier until he was forced outside. Danny hissed at the invisible barrier, before taking a steadying breath, and becoming human again to try his typical escape tactic. It wasn’t one of his parents' barriers, he should be able to get out like- it zapped him again. Danny couldn’t get out. He was going to die here. 

Danny screamed, desperation, frustration, and fear spilling from him all at once.

Dipper’s knee’s almost buckled at the sound of whatever was screeching inside. The whole cabin shook with the force and power behind it, shattering the remaining glass in the windows. Dipper did his very best to swallow his fear, looking towards Grunkle Ford for reassurance. 

Ford had something between a grimace and a grin on his face. “Looks like we made it mad.” 

Ford continued pulling in the end of the rope that he had Dipper run around the cabin. He had said it was some kind of unicorn-hair laced rope, completely slipping through anything non-magical, and only snagging the supernatural. It also made a decent portable, if makeshift barrier as well. He had hammered the end of it, tied up in a slip knot in the end, slowly pulling the rope in. Dipper stayed carefully behind Ford as the barrier closed in. 

Dipper jumped when the door to the cabin creaked open, but nothing seemed to be there. Ford just continued to pull the rope in, eyes not leaving the space just above the rope. 

Ford dropped the rope standing further back from their oblong barrier, which now had less than two yards of diameter inside. 

“We can wait here all night, you’re not going anywhere. Might as well show yourself,” Ford growled. 

A figure flickered into visibility, vaguely reminding Dipper the ghosts haunting the only convenience store, and the ones from Pacifica’s party. It was Danny from the convenience store, looking several times more exhausted than he had earlier that night, with burns up and down his arms. His eyes blazed that same bright green that Dipper had only managed a glimpse of in the store. He was curled into himself, glaring at the rope, sharp teeth bared. His eyes seemed to linger on their tracker, glazing over Dipper, before settling venomously on Ford. Something in Dipper’s mind couldn’t seem to connect the earlier shriek to the person… to the spirit in front of him. 

“Well?” Danny rasped out. “You’ve managed to drag me out. What now?”

“Release the boy you’re possessing, spirit,” Ford demanded. 

Dipper held his breath as something in Danny’s expression shifted, mouth closing into a frown. 

“I can’t do that.”

“Why not?!” 

Danny did not break eye contact with Ford, and Dipper was grateful to be ignored. 

“I’m not possessing anybody. This is my own body.”

“If that was true, then you would’ve dissipated a long time ago, spirit. Your kind can’t stay on this plane very long,” Ford argued. 

Danny huffed. “Know something about ghosts, don’t you? Normally you’re right, but not in this case. I’m as physical as you are. This has been my body since the day I was born.”

Dipper glazed up at Ford, finding his brows knit together. “That’s impossible. You’d either have to be possessing your own corpse or-”

“Of not fully dead. Bingo,” Danny confirmed blandly. 

“That’s impossible,” Ford denied. 

“Impossible things happen sometimes.”  

Dipper was actually able to see the resignation on Danny’s face, and his own guilt resurfaced. Ford was beginning to look conflicted too. He had wanted to end the ghost because he was a threat, and could possibly leave people hurt. 

“That depends, spirit.”

Danny’s gaze actually landed on Dipper, recognition filling the other’s gaze before drifting away. 

“Depends on what?” 

“First, what are your intentions here in Gravity Falls?”

“Nothing, really,” Danny seemed to respond earnestly. “I don’t want any trouble, just to lay low for a bit.”

Ford’s eyes narrowed. “What reason could a spirit have to stay low?”

Danny looked away. “Are you familiar with the GIW?”

The name caught in Dipper’s ears, completely unfamiliar. 

“They’re government goons. A bunch of idiots chasing things far above their understanding.” Apparently not unfamiliar to Grunkle Ford. 

“And what do you think they would do to someone like me, who they believe is completely non-sentient, nothing more than an echo of consciousness over energy?” Danny asked back. 

Something about how Danny described spirits and ghosts didn’t sit right with Dipper. A good collection of the monsters were sentient, and Dipper couldn’t imagine how people could see someone like Danny and claim he wasn’t. 

“Running from the government,” Ford huffed. “A lackluster reason. Fine,” Ford practically spat the admission. “Then secondly, how are you possibly getting enough energy to stay here? Your kind need massive amounts of energy, just to stay physical.”

Danny crossed his arms. “Eating food. You know, like a person. Other than that, the veil is thin here. There’s enough ambient energy that I’m doing just fine.”

‘The veil is thin here’? Dipper wondered if it was due to the portal. From the look on Ford’s face, probably. 

“You haven’t been feeding off of anyone?”

Danny just look straight up confused this time. “No, I thought we already cleared the ‘vampire’ charges?”

Ford looked a bit miffed at that response, and Dipper was beginning to let relief fill him. Danny really wasn’t hurting anyone but…

“Lastly, are you working with, for, or alongside the dimensional being known as Bill Cipher?”

Dipper could see genuine confusion on Danny’s face, more so than the ‘feeding’ question. “No… no. I have no idea who that is.”

“None at all?” Ford pushed. 

“None,” Danny confirmed, crossing his arms. 

Things fell silent then, Danny staring at them, while Ford seemed to try and fit things together. 

“So, what are you going to do now? Still going to take my head off with your machete?” Danny asked. 

“Machetes don’t work on spirits,” Ford retorted back. 

“Okay… your point?”

Dipper suddenly had an idea, probably not a good one, but, “Hey Grunkle Ford?” Dipper tugged on Ford’s sleeve to get his attention. 

“What if we enlist Danny’s help against Bill… or something like that? Some kind of, um… agreement so he can’t hurt anyone, but we could also use his help? Aren’t spirits really strong?” Dipper whispered. 

Ford frowned, leaning down towards Dipper so Danny couldn't hear, “It's… not a terrible idea. He would be bound by it under the right circumstances, but those things are tricky.”

“We would have to make one with as few holes as possible. Even then… Danny doesn’t seem the type to try and twist the deal. Mabel and I have interacted with in him plenty of times before, and he always seemed… kinda nice. Wendy and the older teens like him too. I just…” Dipper trailed off. 

Ford sighed. “If we’re doing this, then we’re doing it right. He can’t do anything from inside the circle, and I’m not letting him out without some assurance. He’s definitely a threat, but you’re onto something to get him to help us against Cipher…” 

Ford leveled a hard, stern look at Dipper. “This is your idea, so you’ll have to take responsibility for it, got it Dipper? We have no idea how strong this particular spirit is, so your deal has to be airtight. Can I leave that to you?”

Dipper gave a resolute nod. “Yes, Grunkle Ford.”

“Then I’m going to get the necessary items out of the car. Work out your deal.” 

Dipper nodded, and watched as Ford shot a glance behind himself, leaving Dipper alone with Danny. 

“Is the old man going to get a non-machete weapon to take off my head with?” Danny joked without an inch of humor. 

“Oh…uh…no. I… I don’t think so,” Dipper hesitantly answered.

“Okay,” Danny seemed just as uncertain as Dipper felt.  

Dipper took a deep breath, solidifying his will for this. He could do this. He had delt with more terrifying things this summer already. 

“Danny,” Dipper started, fully gaining the spirit’s attention, who seemed shocked at his own name being spoken, like he hadn’t expected to be addressed by name at all. 

“I want to make a deal with you.”