my first art fight attack for the year! shhh don't look at today's date
this is @hirilelfwraith's amazing SecUnit OC Vengeance. Here's its story if you're interested!

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ojovivo
YOU ARE THE REASON

izzy's playlists!
Sade Olutola
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Misplaced Lens Cap
Keni
Noah Kahan
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
KIROKAZE
$LAYYYTER
hello vonnie
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The Stonewall Inn
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will byers stan first human second
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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@hiridraws
my first art fight attack for the year! shhh don't look at today's date
this is @hirilelfwraith's amazing SecUnit OC Vengeance. Here's its story if you're interested!
i love the cute rock alien and the dorky scientist. i simply cannot help it <3
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i love the cute rock alien and the dorky scientist. i simply cannot help it <3
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A pinprick of something light. An emotion that isn’t fear or rage or sadness. Dipper Pines, the human, forcing himself to look at Alcor, jaw set, determined. And he looks. He looks at this human boy, the one he never got to be. They lock eyes, the demon with a death toll incomprehensible by mortal minds, and the twelve-year-old boy facing his future. Alcor’s knees hit the ground. And that’s what’s left: a demon in the woods, and a family that doesn’t know him. Why did he ever pretend otherwise?
Portal Fantasy by @biplet, Chapter 27: California
i like this fic a normal amount
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I am the final dawn, I am the flood and what was missing from those scriptures will be written in my blood Dig down into the mud What good is all this talk of wings when there is nothing left above? (Have you been waiting long for me?)
A lonely god, waiting for the end.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gravity Falls, Transcendence AU - Fandom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dipper Pines & Ford Pines Characters: Dipper Pines, Ford Pines, Alcor the Dreambender Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Transcendence (Gravity Falls), God Alcor Summary:
Dipper and Ford chat about time travel, and a god dreams at the end of time.
he's baby
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Bill snapped - (Ian and Dipper flinched) - as if realizing something. His single, golden eye with its long, gorgeous lashes brightened. “That’s the energy I’m picking up! This is one of those universes where it’s all -” Bill made a face, and slipped back out of his formal voice again. “ITS ALL LIKE, ALLLLL NEW PEOPLE, YOU AND YOUR FAMILY ARE BASICALLY IRRELEVANT BY THE END. AND THE MAGIC IS WAAAAY DIFFERENT THAN UNIVERSE PRIME! LOTS OF PIECES LINED UP SPECIFICALLY AROUND ALCOR, TO MAKE HIM COOLER AND TO GIVE HIM MORE THINGS TO BE SAD ABOUT! IT’S A POWER FANTASY OF HAVING SOMEONE EVIL AS YOUR FRIEND THAT’LL HURT EVERYBODY EXCEPT FOR YOU, AND NOT HAVING TO DO ANYTHING TO EARN SOMEONE’S ETERNAL LOYALTY EXCEPT BE BORN!” “Oh wow, that’s super self-indulgent,” said Pine Tree. “That’s nothing like us. You love me because of our soulmate bond, so I don’t need to earn our partnership, but that’s toooootally not the same thing.” Bill was grinning again, in the same way he’d grinned at Ian. “And, like, sure, yeah, I’ll admit that the demon powers are cool, and most of the time when I discover new magic it really just makes you more powerful. And you DO hurt a ton of people but never me… But we’re totally still central finite curve, right? We’re compatible with the prime universe magic system. You having a physical form, like, isn’t that big of a deal. The whole plot of the show doesn't hinge on it or anything.” “Indeed,” Bill said, smoothly. “And your magic has rules, it’s just, like, more fun to ignore them, sometimes.” “You are so cool and right, audience surrogate. I mean Pine Tree.” “They’re like, giving us a bad name, you know? Do you think that the people who are all judgemental about us would think we were cool if I told them that we could make fun of these guys together instead of them making fun of us?” “You always impress me with your intellect, Pine Tree.” Dipper sidled up to Ian. “So, hey, man, sorry about that rock, I am definitely back on your side now.” Ian was staring into space. “You would tell me if I was a fanfiction OC, right? Like, someone would have told me. Right?" Dipper broke eye contact. “Sure, man. Of course."
The Mirrored Heart, Chapter 2: Everything Everywhere All at Onceler by bluecanary
this has been a wip since 2024 but i read this chapter and was filled with delight and horror and i had to make this. please enjoy.
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alcor & mizar: a playlist for an immortal brother, a hundred thousand reincarnations of his sister, and the crushing weight of eternity
tidal | youtube | spotify
i. even in arcadia – sleep token | ii. me and the devil – soap&skin | iii. emergence – sleep token | iv. darkness at the heart of my love – ghost | v. the worst in me – bad omens | vi. dead butterflies – architects | vii. specter – bad omens | viii. drag path – twenty one pilots | ix. high water – sleep token
Some art fight stuff! For: goober1123, p0staldude, @hiridraws, @m1micking, @sophiethecow, nillymakes
finally successfully wrangled my brain into doing something for art fight! simon graves for @skeletalobscurity :) love a repressed little guy with religious trauma
my art fight
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gravity Falls Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fiddleford H. McGucket/Ford Pines Characters: Fiddleford H. McGucket, Ford Pines Additional Tags: Period-Typical Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Local closeted gay man cheats on his wife and then has a crisis about it: the fic, Pre-Portal Incident (Gravity Falls), just a short angsty little thing, Canon Compliant Summary:
"It's—" Ford pulled back slightly, ducking his head, turning away. He was blushing, shoulders tense under that damn gold button-up. They'd been working all day and his hair was mussed, his perfect jaw was dark with five o'clock shadow, his eyes were dark with something they never let themselves name. "I shouldn't ask you. You're a married man."
"Ask me anyway," Fiddleford breathed, and pulled Ford into a hungry kiss.
Or: The one where Fiddleford's been no-homoing his way through his relationship with Ford the entire time they've known each other and eventually something's got to give.
I wrote a thinnggggggggg it’s fiddauthor angst!! come getcher fiddauthor angst!!!
they're cute!! they're bonding!! your honor i love them
bad breakup!
what's a little maiming between friends!
bad breakup!
what's a little maiming between friends!
bad breakup!
alcor <3
transcendence au recently popped back up and got me in a chokehold for the past week or so, and naturally i had to draw my beloved little guy <3