#kingofthecon

[kingofthecon]

SCREW IT! ASKS ARE OPEN UNTIL 5/27/2022! Here are your choices! Crime Lord Stan: Stanley is a mob boss taking over after his dad died under mysterious circumstances. Kh ghvhuyhg lw!

Secret Genius Stan: Stanford isn't the only genius in the family. Stanley just doesn't put forth the effort to show it and chooses to coax on by. Vwdqirug'v vpduwv lv zkdw pdnh klp ihho qrupdo. L zrq'w wdnh wkdw iurp klp.

Demon Stan: Stanley joins Bill because when the world and your family beat you up, it's time to start figuring out how to get the skills to suitably fight back. Hyhubwklqj L gr, L gr iru wklv idplob.

Smol Stan: Kid Stan/Relativity Falls Stan. L dp d wlqb whuuru dqg brx fdqqrw vwrs ph!

Ghost Stan: Someone died on their way to help their twin. Iuhhclqj vxfnv.

Supernatural Stan: Pa's on a hunting trip and hasn't been home in a few days. Vdylqj shrsoh dqg kxqwlqj wklqjv.

Possessed Stan: Bill's a demon of pure energy. Energy cannot be destroyed. He still exists maybe he'll make the occasional appearance? Brxu uhdolwb lv qrwklqj pruh wkdq d eolvvixo looxvlrq.

#kingofthecon #—KotC™ #Gravity Falls RP #open to non-mutuals #crossover rp

[seriously-crazed-up-fruitloop]

@kingofthecon

Once every few years or so, Vlad made a habit to visit the towns of some of his business partners across the globe. He considered this a welcome vacation from his usual-- being a mayor, especially of the town where his one true love resided wed to that big bumbling idiot-- was emotionally taxing at times.  “Hm... now where is the next stop--” Vlad removed a list from his pocket, “--ah, yes, the Northwest family. How could I forget?” He shifted into his ghost form and was in the town within an hour. 

Once he’d landed, Vlad changed back into his human form. The man had some time yet before his scheduled publicity stunt/business meeting with Preston Northwest, so he figured he’d see what was going on in this backwoods town nowadays. 

He looked around idly and realized he’d landed himself in front of some... knick-knack mystery house? Strange-- the last time he had even been to this cabin, it was the home of a scientist. Oh how the times had changed. 

Vlad glanced at his watch. Well, he had time to kill anyway. He stepped up to the porch of this shack and knocked. At least this would be something to relieve himself of the boredom he’d undoubtedly have by taking a walk or something. 

#rp #hope this is good for you! #kingofthecon

[star-conqueror]

@kingofthecon

For the first time in millennia, Yellow Diamond felt nothing. The energy that she was accustomed to, that had been so much a part of her existence, was gone. Gone was that spark, that surging intensity, the impenetrable life force within her she felt every waking moment. There was nothing but cold and darkness to accompany her, where her gem now resided. Only her feeble consciousness remained, sustained by the sliver of a security light cast through a slit window.

Yellow’s gemstone had found a new host, not in her physical form, but in a suitcase embedded in the wall. It was hardly a few carat’s worth of the tip that was visible, shining out from the center of the dark-gray, industrial box emblazoned with the symbol of the Infinetentiary. The majority of her gemstone resided within its own pocket-dimension, calibrated specifically for her. It was technology that rivaled her own Homeworld’s, and had she not been detained, she might have been impressed. 

Yes, The Time Paradox Avoidance Enforcement Squadron had proven themselves an inconvenience. They had the means to capture one of the most powerful gems in the universe. For that, she could at least applaud them. But what, then? Would they allow her to just sit here indefinitely until her gemstone outlasted their trivial efforts to monitor the universe? Perhaps this task was not suited to species as fragile as organics, nor so easily subject to White’s wrath once she caught word.

Yellow could not move, nor touch, nor even see what was around her in this state. But she could still think. She could hear. And she could speak. The latter, she figured, was an oversight.

“I am not finished! I demand further explanation! Another trial if we must! If you are so cowardly to inhibit my form, then I refuse to believe you have any authority over me!”

The Gem Matriarch’s voice cut through a pair of tinny speakers, no less intense than before, although lacking the convincing boom that was known to terrify in-person. She stormed on, fragments of threats running into one another, echoing off empty, metallic walls. 

“I am Yellow Diamond! Once Homeworld knows of this, you’ll be– you—! Where are you?!

She was met only with silence. Deafening silence, followed only by the distant rumbling of machinery and footsteps within the compound. But she couldn’t possibly be alone; not so soon. 

Yellow spoke again, tentatively, “Is… is anyone there? Hello?”

#||ic; interactions|| #||verse; Crossover|| #kingofthecon

[loudlyhappycupcake]

The Owl House x Steven Universe x Gravity Falls made from DistributionSudden76 @shironezuninja @magical-girl-techno-genius @misterygem @mystery-gems @waltdiegi-theartist @starbutterheck @chorus-the-mutate @bitter-yet-civilized @fireopal-tash @juniperarts @jeffreybrosseau @cipedor @minijenn @homuncvlus @illustrated-ink @vicious-steven @violetrose-art @vic98579 @hkthatgffan @cartoonfan21 @kingofthecon @kuskicanlove @cryinghour @mirror-diamond @saiscribbles @shezow-wordgirl @untitled14360 @serentiydraw5678 @a-swag-potato @a-second-chance-su-au @sakulovejulius12 @karuselkit961 @broadwaygirl918 @broken-steven @bluefrostyy @jacky-rubou @bobiannie-blog

#gravity falls #steven universe #fanart #not my art #the owl house #dipper pines #mabel pines #luz noceda #king clawthorne #steven demayo #steven diamond demayo quartz universe cutie pie #crossover

[shadow-king-club]

@kingofthecon

Sam Winchester glanced over his driver's side to watch the coastline. Watching the day warm-up as the pale blue atmosphere matched the ocean below. He cracked a small smile he had to admit it was beautiful.

Impala playing Boston on one of the cassettes left in the car.

The law boy was overwhelmed. He was mourning his girlfriend. He was distressed and now his brother went missing too. He made a mental note to look out for dad.

He was slowly losing all hope in the motel room a day or so ago. Slowly cascading into mapping and lining up clues.

Then all of a sudden he received a frantic call from Stan a friend to Dean and John.

Stanley was a friend who is always on the road for reasons. And he's helpful. He's a fighter with the brass knuckles and understands the supernatural/psychic.

Well, he didn't want to turn a friend down. And with all his faith. He was off to the mystery shack.

The Winchester received a call from Stanly? About his brother? Sounds like the same thing that took his brother?

Black tires burned the miles away. Up the coastline from Stanford University, to the Pacific Northwest.

Following a familiar road, through the redwoods at the point where it blurs into pine trees.

So get this, John's journal, laying on the driver's seat. Flipped open to gravity falls. The dad visit the town once before anyone knew. For a shapeshifter.

"Gravity falls, Oregon here we go." Sam comment as he made a turn down the exit towards the sleepy town.

The classic car rolled to a gentle, stop in front of the totem pole. Turning off the running lights along with the engine.

Sam hauled himself out of the car. Now standing lanky and over six feet. He prayed this was the right path to take.

Slowly Sammy knocked on the door to the shack. He gave his best smile forward despite the situation. "Hello, my name is Sam Winchester. I hope I made it in time."

#sam #kingofcon #season one law #thank you! #you are welcome to post as much as you like!

[art0fthec0n]

I’M HERE! I AM HERE! Mermay or Mer-May is apparently a thing, and I really wanted to join in! So naturally I had to do Stanley and Stanford! This was fun, and I kinda wanna do more themes like this. Don’t ask me how Ford has a totally intact book. We’re running on The Little Mermaid/Spongebob logic, I guess. And I mean it IS his journal, soooo. xD 

#KingoftheCon #Art0fthec0n #Mermay #Mer-May #Gravity Falls #Stanley Pines #Stanford Pines #Grunkle Stan #Grunkle Ford #Under the Sea #♥My Art♥ #Digital Art

[your-pain-is-my-amusement]

@kingofthecon

Stanley G. thought he walked out of the souvenir shop outside the Tent but now he’s... outside the Tent of Telepathy, but... the road is more dirt than asphalt and... more woods everywhere.

It takes him a moment to process the situation. Bud Gleeful approaches him with a confused look that hides a very... sinister glare.

“Ey, Pines! What’s up with your wear? Ya tryin’ ta imitate ‘widdle’ Gideon?” Bud points and laughs at Stanley. The other elderly man just... blinks at this guy and examines his... Hawaiian shirt and.... what’s that hat? Hmmm... this isn’t the Bud he knows, who beats Gideon Pines.

“Well... erm.” Stanley is at a loss for words. He takes a step back. “Yer outfit is horrendous.” Is all he could comeback with. Kind of cringing from how disgusting Bud Gleeful dresses.

He turns to try to get away but he’s blocked by— is this Gideon? What’s with the baby blue suit and... oh no... he’s got an amulet...

“Daddy, why’s Stanferd all dressed up like me? Is he tryin’ ta steal my life?!” Ack, Stanley takes a step back from Gideon and freezes, now unsure what to do next!

#ic #Stanley gleeful #kingofthecon

[underxrosetintedglass]

The Try-Hard

@kingofthecon It was the day before summer break and most people on campus were getting ready for vacation. There were a lot of graduation parties the night before too, and a lot to clean up around the various houses-- However for Mangjeol, the lull in between the Spring and Summer semester was stressful. It was her second year and, as far as she was concerned, her little dormitory was the only home she needed. Her secretarial job at her major’s college was still active enough to pay the bills, but the lull was such a lull... There was not even enough work to keep her busy on the weekends. She was sitting out on the yard eating lunch, lounging in the only bit of casual clothes she had- some cuffed up overall shorts and very precarious flip flops. She was watching some of the party trash roll across the lawn in some post-modern commentary on the human condition. 

#human au #breakfast club college addition coming up- #pora porum #kingofthecon

[wildmage]

perfect. she just had to grab some more human junk, and she was all good to go. fingers flipping through a few things before finally deciding that that was plenty. fingers move in a circle - only getting halfway before she realizes that she is being watched. 

eyes turn to the gentleman and she raises an eyebrow slightly, lips turning up in the usual charming smile that got her away from the authorities on more than one occasion. 

“ hey there, don’t mind me -- im just passing through. “

@kingofthecon​

#★ ⌠ ❛ in character. ❜ ⌡ #★ ⌠ ❛ verse. / wild and free. ❜ ⌡ #kingofthecon #// hope that this is ok !

[galaxies-unknown-a]

Enter the Writer

[ @kingofthecon​ || Plotted in DMs!]

Moonlight glimmered in the sky above, an echo of a saving grace. An endless woodlands blazed out below, trees of flickering flame licking into the stars. Any living creatures had long-since fled, leaving a select few behind. Metal clanged, the fires roared, and there was a laugh.

“You messed with the wrong Worlds, fricker.” Writer pulled their pizza peel back, the razor-sharp end already stained with red. They were grinning, eyes narrowed in deadly fury. They knew it was a dream. It always was, but they could only watch themself, a third-party participant to their own battles. The opponent- a rather nicely armored male- smirked. “Yeah, yeah- pretty stereotypical of me, save it for your funeral pyre.” They grinned as orange danced closer. “... If there’s anything left for it.”

That was when a deep, unsettling rumble echoed out in all directions. The humans were sent toppling, with Writer’s pizza peel growing instantly in size to catch them, while the dream was swallowed within itself. The flames all went out, only edges of leaves re-catching as a familiar, hypnotic snicker filled the air. In that second, their upper and lower mind reconnected, with Writer instantly regaining control of their own body- and being forced to see it from a first-person perspective.

They actually missed what they had seen.- Their usual dark clothing, overlayered with silvery armor that glistened slightly yellow in the darkness. The trees snapped back, folding up into oblivion, but their flames remained. Writer stood up on their pizza peel, watching all color drain from the dream... And sensing a very familiar drilling annoyance at the base of their head.

“.... Dangit, Cipher- I was enjoying that!” They shook their head with a quiet laugh. “Couldn’t ya’ve let me get in two hits? I wanted to beat th’bitch!”

“Glad to see you’re keeping busy~! Don’t worry, I’ll let you murder a hundred of him in your next dream- promise!” The triangle suddenly appeared behind Writer. There was a minute flinch from them that immediately transformed into a ripple across the dirt ground, and off in the distance, they could see the night sky flicker. Bill was beaming (literally), having just cut himself into the dream. He had been rather bored while Writer was ‘sleeping’ (mortals were so sad), and thus... Decided to have some fun. “And yes, I am bridging you and a certain... Fish.”

Writer blinked. Okay, so-

“I was wondering if you could show him the whole... ‘Starving teeth’ bit.” The triangle floated close, one small black hand resting on their shoulder. They glanced over, a third eye splitting away from them to watch the triangle from above. It vanished from sight, but it was still there- still active. “C’mon, I just wanna scare Fish a little!... Besides, I thought you and him could meet!” They folded their arms. They appeared a few feet away, one eyebrow quirked. The armor they had been wearing was gone, replaced by the signature black t-shirt and navy pants, a single golden chain hanging from their neck- on the end of which, was a small metal Bill Cipher.

“... You thought... That Stanley Pines... And I could meet.” They breathed in. The rippling on the horizon was getting closer, tearing away pieces of their dream as it was merged with another. For frick’s sake... “You’re crazy, mate.”

“Sure I am, what’s your point?” And he laughed. Writer waved a hand, instantly summoning a wall of signs. All of them read the same: ‘you’re my point, three of them, to be precise’. Bill snickered as Writer’s signs all vanished. The rippling finally stopped- a good hundred feet away from where Writer was standing.

“One of these days, we’re setting boundaries on the whole ‘bridging’ thing...” They started forward, with Bill Cipher hovering close at hand, never too far away. Although they were sure another Bill Cipher was already talking to ‘Fish’... Obvious nickname, buddy. Love ya.

“Love you too~.” Writer facepalmed.

“... How long do I have before it starts breaking down?” They waved a hand, a watch appearing on one wrist, only to immediately melt off.

“About an hour, at least, from your perspective.... Will you do the bit?” Writer breathed out, although really, that was a useless gesture in the mindscape.

“... Grilled cheese after, but yes.” The triangle fist-pumped the air with a small ‘YES!’, as if this was super-exciting for him... While Writer carried onward, with him not far behind. They pulled in as much air as they could muster, before bothering with a shout. “HELLOOOOOOOOOOOO?” It echoed, to the edge of their own dream- depending on the dream of the other, it could take on any number of effects. Writer rubbed at the back of their neck. “... Are y’just playin’ me, Ciph?”

#[fanfiction bandages: writer] #[demon dorito: bill] #[you gave me something to lose: biter] #kingofthecon #[-*I hope this works!*-] #[-*let me know if you want me to change/explain anything--*-] #long post

[siryaksalot]

@kingofthecon​ said:  "Becoming older than ten years old was the biggest mistake of my life."

Random Text Posts // Accepting

“Y’know, I’d say tell me about it buddy, but I’ve technically been older than ten my whole life! Isn’t that just weird? Completely understand ya meaning, though. It’s hard to keep up when you’re not wildly intelligent and quick witted.”

“...Like me.”

#kingofthecon #I FEEL STAN AND YAKKO WOULD GET ALONG. #answered ; #meme answer ;

[kingofthecon]

Amphibia Spoilers

WHO’S THAT GIRL? WHAT’S HER NAME? IS SHE COOL? IS SHE LAME? OH YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT WHAT’S HER NAME.

PEPPER ANN!

#y'all i can't #i was not prepared #Peppy it's been years since we last saw each other #you're looking swell #much too cool for seventh grade #amphibia #amphibia spoilers #cameo #kingofthecon

[bathedinobscurity]

I accept the rules of the art gallery.

Optional rules password | Always accepting!

Thanks for reading my rules!!<3

#ooc | blog stuff #ooc | asks #kingofthecon

[magicandmystery]

✨ – to watch the Northern Lights with my muse | Stanford, because brotherly bonding.

“Did you know they have the Northern Lights in other dimensions too? This isn’t the first time I’ve seen them - though it is the first time I’ve gotten to enjoy them without having to wrestle a mutant bear.” 

He tears his gaze away from the lights dancing in the sky long enough to give Stan a small smile. “I’ll admit, I felt a bit lonely when I saw them. I’m glad you’re here this time.”

#kingofthecon #Muse; Princess Unattainable beckons you | Ford #//YES brotherly bonding is very good

[loudlyhappycupcake]

Kiss on his cheek while sitting on the bench. The art is belongs to @linussizzler

@shironezuninja @collector-noceda-clawthorne @cartoonfan21 @bitter-yet-civilized @serentiydraw5678 @homuncvlusncvlus @minijenn @hkthatgffan @cartoonvibe @untitled14360 @kuskicanlove @sakulovejulius12 @nevaehjwilliamsvaeh @kingofthecon @broadwaygirl918 @aamericanotaku @adriennsposts @garbage-of-love @gametoon @appatary8523 @evander2511 @wiltito @witchymilfs4life @scarytomboy @violetrose-art

#disney #gravity falls #fanart #the owl house #eda clawthorne #stan pines #eda x stan #stan x eda #marilyn #not my art #eda is Marilyn #sitting on the bench #crossover #kiss on the cheek

[maskedmuses]

Don’t we all wear masks.

Thanks for reading my rules! 

#kingofthecon #asks #rules check #||Snowy Speaking|OOC|| #Trying out my new FC on this!