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@bren-the-chicken is my main blog have fun and

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My main blog a has 7k posts
7,000 posts
Soo I’m making this for all Gravity Falls fan art or writing that is not something I’m working on or throwing ideas towards
@bren-the-chicken is my main blog have fun and

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yes he's insane.
←another version
→→love that pic from tbob website.it's genius.
just an idea.Vincent went insane as well.
((have difficulty drawing this pose xd)
happy fiddleford friday everybody
Dracula (or should I say Count)
@aroace-get-out-of-my-face @tinfoil-jones
Don’t we make a lovely couple?
I think redrawing this scene from Van Helsing (2004) (Aka the best vampire movie ever change my mind) is a requirement for them.

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Fiddauthor doodle dump and some occasional yuri 😛 (more doodles under the cut)
say cheese! 📸
(the Ghost Stans AU)
more Prince and the Pauper AU before the boys do their switcharoo (au created with @garbagegnomes)
fiddauthor rough doodles
fiddling mcnugget

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I have to rework the dialogue system cause right now this is not working well. Wow this stuff is confusing.
[ID: video capturing a simple pixelated top-down game project with Ford Pines as the player character. He's in a pine forest at night. He picks up a glowing mushroom and a dialogue box appears saying "A glowing mushroom of an unknown species. Wouldn't hurt to try it. What's the worst that could happen?" Then Ford picks up another mushroom and the text now says "This way of coding dialogue won't get you anywhere Phil and you know it."]
Shoutout to ford pines, who found his codependent relationship with Stan suffocating when he was a teenager and then when Stan left his life, proceeded to spent the next decade+ of his life trying to get into another codependent relationship. Bro does not know how to not be half of a dynamic duo
consider: dystopian silicon valley au where fiddleford is the one who asks stanford to join his research on a self-aware artificial intelligence, which seems to be growing in complexity at an alarming rate and developing a penchant for triangles and world domination…
(born of listening to this album a lot and then watching her and ex machina last week. love me some morally questionable AIs)
art collab with @busket! they did the lovely lineart and I added the colour! its stan. the fashionable mullet man.
Multiple screenshots I edited recently to make grunkles look like cousins
I wonder if there’s an au like this, if not Im gonna make one

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I am desperate to see stan twins post canon..
Fire emanates from Bill's hand as it shakes Stan's, and the deal is sealed.
In a swift motion, the demon leaves behind a stone corpse, and its conscience shoots into Stan's mind. The man drops to his knees, eyes closed, unresponsive.
Ford doesn't have it in him to keep wearing his twin's fez, so he takes it off as he walks up to him.
On with the plan. Ford turns the wheel on the gun until it spells his brother's name— his real, full name, not the one he had apparently been using for 30 years.
He lifts his eyes to meet the figure in front of him. Stan's body stays rigid, even in such an uncomfortable position. It seems like it's somehow staring right at Ford, despite having his eyes closed.
Stanford can feel two pairs of eyes staring daggers into his back. The kids he's known for barely a few days, his actual family, the ones he's come to love so quickly and irrationally that it honestly scared him. He didn't know he was capable of feeling such emotions anymore, after everything.
Had Stan felt like that when he first met them? By the way he looked at them, the way he screamed and thrashed when Bill went after them and how he had threatened Ford himself about not putting them in danger, it was obvious that they were incredibly important to him.
"As far as I'm concerned, they're the only family I have left!"
Those words had stung, even if he had been too proud to admit it. Maybe he had tried to toss that comment aside because, at the end of the day, it was Ford who punched him after thirty years.
Thirty years of trying to save him by any means necessary.
It really isn't the moment to have such realizations, but they come to him nonetheless. Thirty years of reclusion, death-faking and tireless work to save Ford— nay, for the negligible chance that Ford was even alive at all. Thirty years of studying physics and engineering, without help from an all-knowing beast, without any help, without anyone.
The loneliness is all too familiar. Ford shudders.
All that knowledge and determination, all that hope and loyalty is about to get erased. Everything that makes Stan Stan, down to the very essence of the unruly kid with a tooth-gaped smile and a knack for petty theft and violence he used to know.
Ford points the gun at Stan's forehead, the metal now heavier than the fez felt, and tries unsuccessfully to keep his arms from shaking.
His brother waits none the wiser. Just like they planned.
The two pairs of eyes behind his back send arrows straight through his heart. They don't even know what's going to happen.
Stan's head is slightly tilted upwards, his glasses reflecting the cross-shaped tear in the sky.
Ford looks away as his finger rests over the trigger.
His twin brother.
Ford's jaw clenches.
Stanley.
His hands won't stop shaking. He needs to keep them steady and not miss, especially since he isn't looking.
Gone in one shot.
He can't.
Stanford lowers the gun slowly, the trigger untouched. He dares look back at his brother, who's still resting on his knees, and braces himself for the consequences of his cowardice.
That's when it hits him.
Possession —especially the Bill kind— happens almost immediately. He remembers seeing Bill playing around with the townsfolk and the undead's brains (or lack thereof), and neither of them remained themselves for more than a few second after he entered their minds. Bigger mindscapes took longer, logically, which usually meant older people with larger quantities of life and memories. But even the eldest would quickly succumb to Bill's influence, their smiles growing unnaturally big and their eyes turning yellow in barely 20 seconds.
The silent image before him can only mean one thing: Stan is giving Bill hell.
Ford smiles at the realization. Bill might be an all-powerful monster, but no one will pull up an uneven fight like Stanley Pines. Maybe his brother won't raise victorious this battle, but he's buying them time. Enough to deal with Bill from the outside, where he's the most vulnerable, while he's still busy trying (and failing, Ford reminds himself) to take a hold of Stan.
Stanford looks around. They need something to tie Stan's body for now, to make sure that he can't hurt anyone until they find a definite solution, one that doesn't involve opening his twin's scalp to insert a metal plate. There's no rope or tape laying around but... Ford's eyes land on the discarded chains that had been wrapped around his neck and wrists a few hours prior. Now that Bill is gone, they're no longer glowing, seemingly—
A hand shoots up and wraps around his neck. Ford hisses at the contact with the still recent burn marks, but that's all he can do before his whole body gives up on him.
"WOAH, THAT WAS A STUPID IDEA EVEN FOR YOU, BRAINIAC," Stan's distorted voice snickers. "DO YOU LIKE THE NEW OUTFIT?"