hey whats up guys @castielrisingabove's tags on this post absolutely obliterated me. so i drew them and now they get to obliterate you too. enjoy
I am begging the gravity falls fandom to realize that someone can be both fat and malnourished. I swear to god like two thirds of hurt/comfort fics that take place in the 80's describe mullet!stan as underweight, sometimes to the point where his ribs are visible and just. are we looking at the same guy????
bro spends all his time in his car and probably lives off gas station twinkies and slim jims. he's a chubby guy who's deficient in every vitamin
well 🧍‍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.
PLEASE DOES SNYONE KNOW THE NAME OF A GRAVITY FALLS FANFIC
IT HAD STAN AND FORD AND STANLEY WAS IN THE MENTAL HOSPITAL AND LIKE REALLY NUMB OR SOMETHING AND WOULD FIGHT THE OTHER PATIENTS AND FORD TOOK STAN HOME IDC IF ITS REALLY OUT OF CHARACTER I LOVED IT AND I CANT REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS CALLED
“HOPE” spotted in Washington D.C.
"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.
Okay, so Stan’s toffee peanuts, right?
The candy that’s now associated with a majorly traumatic event. Do we think Stan despises them now? Because if I were to have a candy associated with a traumatic event I would never go anywhere near that candy ever again. Do we think that he has like a physical reaction or something when he sees them? Imagine Mabel or Soos or someone brings that specific candy home and he freaks out (obviously he wouldn’t really freak out freak out, but yk what I mean).
Do we think Ford associates Stan with the smell of toffee peanuts? I mean, that was like the last thing he smelled before Stan was kicked out.
Just an interesting thought or something, idk. I’m half asleep so apologies if this doesn’t make sense.
the edit itself
this edit is getting taken down from tiktok every time someone reuploads it, its straight up censorship at this point
Im not even american but im having a great time with this
DONT LET THIS DIE
credit to miraculousgastropod for the original
if you have a brain that really likes creating stuff, like
like u REALLY just love to make stuff,
I want you to know something.
this is very, very important
• you do not need to make something every day to still be an artist, it's okay to relax and enjoy things other people have made
• even if you don't finish your projects, they are still valuable
• big number on social media is the most painful thing to pursue and it relies heavily on luck and does not determine your worth
• you need to make art that isn't up to your artistic standards before you'll have the skills to create art you can be truly proud of
• drink some water. it's not related to being an artist but I know you're dehydrated.
Short thingy I wrote for English class today, couldn’t help but make it about gravity falls. (The lesson was on suspense and I had to use the beginning as a starter)
I had 24 hours; I needed to get this journal away. Far, far away. I had made many mistakes, the journal contained all of them. It cannot fall into the wrong hands. I had called my mother on the landline and asked her where he lived. I could only hope that the postcard would arrive in time, and that he would come. We hadn’t seen each other in over ten years. He owed me this one thing, after all; and knowing him, he’d be worried enough to show up.