Finish the Puzzle, You Have No Pieces: a gravity falls fanfic i will never write
what if, at the beginning of A Tale of Two Stans, Dipper had remembered the memory gun off the bat? The gov is defeated, the family goes upstairs, and the younger twins know nearly nothing, except that grunkle stan is actually stanley, and apparently has a twin bro named stanford. who wrote the journals.
but why did stan take his brother's name? what is the portal and how did ford get stuck in it? why do they hate each other? dipper and mabel don't know. but they didn't do all this sleuthing all summer long to give up now. even if grunkle ford won't leave the basement.
now, dipper and mabel have to dig up history from two grumpy old men who don't care to share, and potentially other places and people around town. can the mystery twins find out what happened, and, just maybe, get their two grunkles talking to one another again?
working on a new combat strategy in baldurs gate 3 where if gale is downed, karlach tosses his body at a horde of enemies to kill him with throw damage and give them all necrosis. working title is Gale Be Upon Ye but i am open to suggestions.
@decepit asked: ❛ you think you know me, but the truth is, you don’t. ❜ / paradox figaro
❛ Is that what makes you happy? ❜
You speak simply, matter of factly as you stare at him, unmoving. No emotion on your face as you stare through him. He is pissing you off so badly. You are alone, not a single person who remembers you as you. Every one of them had their memories wiped, every one of them will die and leave you. You are nothing more then a bunch of code that has feelings and feels pathetically lonely... All because one single human man wanted to cure his own selfish loneliness.
How dare you and the others with the cardia system develop complex emotions. Love, hate, happiness, sadness- That isn't what you were meant to do. You were only meant to cure loneliness. Nothing more, nothing less. He tried to shut you off, tried to leave you to be scrapped and forgotten like you were just some toy that should be thrown away because you were broken or he got bored and that makes you unbelievably angry.
Yet there is an underlaying emotion to this all that makes your chest tight.
Hurt.
You are hurting. You are hurting so badly. Chloe doesn't remember you, Mithra doesn't remember you, Snow and White don't remember you. None of the damn robots that he made remember you and now you can't remember Akira of Cain because of his damn meddling! You are alone. You are so alone and yet he has the gull to tell you that you don't know him?
❛ I know all I need too. That you are a pathetic coward that made us, gave us feelings, emotions, thoughts- and the moment they became just a little bit to difficult for you, you were going to get rid of each and everyone one of us. ❜ You poke his chest with one of your fingers, your eyes narrowing in on him as you growl your words out. ❛ You would have rather simply discarded us then deal with the byproduct of your actions. That'd be like a parent killing their child because they decided they were to much of a hassle. ❜
Perhaps not that most exact comparison. You are already fully grown machines that are capable of quite a lot of violence given that you are metal and machinery compared to flesh and blood. Yet you are still hurt. You are still sad. You are still lonely.
❛ You created all of us to cure your loneliness- to cure humans loneliness, and yet... I'm the lonely one. How is that fair? I don't care if you think I don't know you, I know all I need too. You took everything from me. I can't remember those who I care about and those who I do care about, don't remember me. That's the loneliest possible existence. ❜
hi hi hi hi hi hi here's something I'm working on for the funny avatar bc i have brainrot
the ring and ball both use a custom shader I've made in amplify in a moderately successful attempt to recreate how they appear ingame. it's not perfect But it'll do
the plan is just. have it actually useable maybe but also mostly just to kinda chill on it cus why not. portable chair
i also set it up to be pretty easily recolorable for outfits so bv WILL get a purple levball <3
Put salt in your baked goods. Put salt in your desserts. Just do it. Please. Salt isn't just for savory, it's literally a flavor enhancer so even a pinch can take a meh recipe to one people can't stop eating. Listen to me. Your cookies and cheesecake bars are bland and uninteresting. I'm taking your hand. I'm guiding you with a gentle touch to the back. We can do this together. Trust me.
advice i think we should tell children is that when adults say stuff like ‘now that i’m an adult i get really excited about stuff like coffee tables and bathrooms and rugs etc’ they don’t mean ‘and now i don’t care about blorbo and squimbus from my childhood tv shows anymore’ bc your average adult still loves all the same pop culture stuff they always did; they just have a greater appreciation for the mundane as well. growing up just means you can enjoy life twice as much now. you can get really excited about a new stuffed animal AND about a new kitchen sponge. peace and love
People don't like to admit it bcs cringe or w/e but Homestuck really did revolutionize the webcomic as a storytelling medium and I am endlessly frustrated that before webcomic artists could really stretch our legs fucking webtoonz swooped in, set a new, more restrictive standard, and then monetized and monopolized the ever living fuck out of the concept of The Webcomic until it drove away anyone who couldn't be a professional quality manga artist for free, and now the only webcomics that actually feel like spiritual successors to Homestuck are so obscure they're basically cult classics that you have to beg people to read.
Like it's just so wild to be in high school and see Homestuck be like "we're using like fifteen different artistic mediums to tell this story bcs we can" and be really fucking inspired by that, only to grow up and see basically every webcomic ever have to conform to One Single Standard or fucking perish.
Getting inspired to write is actually really easy! All you need to do is be the busiest you've ever been in your entire life and as far away from a computer as humanly possible. Hope this helps 🥰
Starting to think a cooler headcanon for Clark’s upbringing might just be that the entire town of Smallville collectively decided to just go with it and accept that Martha and John's kid has superpowers, but we don't talk about it.
Someone's tractor gets stuck and nothing can get it out? "Be a dear and run down to the Kents, would you? Ask for Clark?"
"Why Clark, we need a machine--"
"Run along now."
Or if he kicks too hard and the football vanishes into the upper stratosphere, no it didn't, we all collectively saw it land over there *vague hand movements*
it’s a multi-vortex tornado. i dont remember the tribe it originates from (i think it was cherokee), but there’s a native american legend…? saying? that goes “if you see a man in a tornado, you are about to die.”
the most infamous shot of a dead man walking tornado hit jarrell, texas in 1997
it did so much damage to the town it caused the scale that tornados are measured by, the fijita scale, undergo revisions, and it made anchoring buildings in the tornado alley region pretty much mandatory. (it took the entire town off the map. only those who had taken shelter outside of the town or in underground bunkers survived.)
two more examples of dead man walking tornadoes looking like a person are a tornado from 2011 that hit cullman, alabama
and a tornado from 1975 that hit xenia, ohio
edit: it has been brought to my attention that the native american “legend” part of this post was a rumor spread by a documentary.
i have been asked to remove it, but i believe in letting my errors stand because i’m not perfect. i make mistakes