TOO MANY PETS!!

[macksarts]

Been itching to make Sir Caine happen with my own two hands. Just an idea that desperately needed to escape my head. Colored chain mail and all. What do yall think?

[s1lver0live]

Fates oh so twisted.

Kitten, Marcus, Door and BIG D

[susiacasual]

Don't think about Caine watching Kinger be a dad to everyone. Everyone, except him.

Don't think about Caine wondering why.

Don't think about Caine thinking he must have done something wrong.

Don't think about Caine giving up on that kind relationship, settling for praise. And never receiving it. From anyone.

Don't think about Caine =)

[riddlebanshee]

POLLS ACCURATELY REFLECT VOTES, EVEN IF THEY DON'T REFLECT NOTES

Vote here if you hate the new tumblr update!

If we can't see an accurate reflection of the notes on any post,

We can use votes to show the reality of our feedback!

The number of votes on a post doesn't seem to change with the reblog,

(Since it would affect totalling, and all,)

So let's get an accurate tally of JUST how much we don't like this.

Reblogging is encouraged!! Spread this around as much as you like

Vanilla Extract

Bald

Voting ended onMar 23

If everyone who sees this casts a vote, it's hard to deny the numbers...

[dailymarckus]

For teh funny @naniguini

[discount-supervillain]

[susiacasual]

Wplace. Need help. Some assoles are erasing pixelart of friends in a village. If you could help us restore and defend it, it will be great.

This is how it looked before.

This is now.

Is in Medina del Campo, Spain.

[daibukunn]

SADDER??? BUT HE IS SO TINY!!

That's it. I already wanted to befriend everybody, but I WILL be Shivah best friend. The MC might have a lot of privilege, but mine will share all she can.

Uggh. What a cruel world. Will we be able to change it? Not like, in the next chapter. Just… eventualy. Make it at least little kinder, a little warmer. Is your game, and you can do what you want. Maybe the story needs the world to stay like this. But I do want to change the world.

(sorry if I made mistakes, English is not my native lenguaje)

Shivah would be lucky to have your MC as a friend. Truly. He acts like he doesn’t need anyone, but deep down? He’d treasure someone who just chooses to stay by his side without asking anything in return.

And you’re right. Transcended Awakening takes place in a world that is often cruel—one where power decides worth, and bloodline decides fate. It wasn’t built to be kind. But that doesn’t mean kindness has no place in it.

But change… is not impossible, though, as something is shifting. Slowly and quietly.

In the next update, you’ll see much more from Shivah’s perspective—and witness the appearance of the story’s first true villain.

[corsomondo]

Feet on the ground, head in the sky, I know nothings wrong.

[corsomondo]

For the H:TP requests, could we get Kevin with Mr. Smerples in his lap?

Your art's amazing btw!!

thank you!

[corsomondo]

I like you to draw BOY

[weirdgirl247]

reblog this if you are not only okay with booping spams but encourage it. blow up my notifications go buck wild we both get our big funny boop numbers

[jaieiiqkdiwpq]

reblog this if you're okay with booping spams please !!

[zombifedphantomdamion]

THE LOADING SCREEN IS DONE!

IM MAKING A DATING SIM- GRAVITY FALLS FAN GAME

“LAWS OF ATTRACTION”

You can date:

-FIDDLEFORD

-STANFORD

-STANLEY

Message me for the discord link for more frequent progress updates!

[zombifedphantomdamion]

I MADE A DISCORD SERVER FOR UPDATES ON THE

GRAVITY FALLS DATING SIM

YOU WILL BE ABLE TO DATE:

-YOUNG FIDDLEFORD

-MULLET STAN

-YOUNG FORD

-(BILL CIPHER?)

https://discord.gg/RJJUBvJQ

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Gravity Falls was strange, and the townsfolk even stranger, it seemed.

The twins had been unceremoniously dropped off on the side of the dusty road, the roar of the bus engine fading away as the driver wordlessly drove off without fanfare. The poor man had almost seemed close to tears ever since they had entered the thresholds of this seemingly innocuous town, all too eager to speed off and away while leaving the two children coughing and wheezing in its dust.

It had not even been a full minute since their lackluster drop-off before they became well acquainted with the oddly sociable and irritatingly chatty inhabitants of Gravity Falls. A single conversation with a pair of boisterous policemen already told them all they needed to know about the history of the town, as well as the whereabouts of their Great Uncle Ford.

"The Mystery Shack," the townsfolk had called it. It seemed as though their distant uncle had earned himself somewhat of a reputation amongst the locals. He was the town cryptid; the ever elusive mad scientist that lived in the outskirts of town in this so called "Mystery Shack". No one really knew who he really was; but everyone knew exactly who he was.

So, when the twins found themselves stood hand in hand in front of the rickety old shack, they hadn't really known what to expect when door had swung open with a deafening slam.

He was a strange man, their Great Uncle Ford. He seemed nothing like the cackling looney lab-coated madman they had imagined from what meager hushed information the townsfolk had offered them. It seemed as though the tales of a scientist gone mad that experimented on stray children that wandered into his spooky "Mystery Shack" was but a cruel rumor.

He mostly just seemed unhealthy, to be honest. His sickly, pale frame utterly drowned in the thick red woolen sweater that practically seemed to hang off of his lanky body like a second flap of skin. It made him look almost child-like, like a kid trying on their parents clothes; which somewhat diluted the intimidating effects of his looming height.

Although, the townsfolk's apparent fear of their Great Uncle Ford seemed to have some merit.

For one, Grunkle Ford really didn't seem all too human. He wasn't inhumane, per se; just, not entirely himself, if that made any sense. Looking at him was like looking at an incomplete puzzle; or looking at someone who you remember all your life wearing a hat, suddenly coming to work one day without one, and it takes a little too long for you to remember what is missing.

It was like Grunkle Ford had lost pieces of himself. Somewhere, to someone. His eyes seemed... almost empty. They were a little too dull and a little too opaque, lacking the lively shine of life everyone else seemed to have.

Another thing was that Grunkle Ford wasn't entirely alone. There was... someone else. The twins couldn't exactly pinpoint where, but they could feel its stare, whatever or whoever it was. They could almost feel its stare, a non-existent eye trailing a weird prickling sensation across their skin. The twins recalled the words of one of the townsfolk, a tall bestacled man with haunted blind eyes; although unseeing they could have sworn his gaze never seemed to leave them, as all he said was:

"Don't catch IT staring at you"

The twins had an odd feeling that IT was looking at them right now.

They didn't even notice when the pale bony hand of Grunkle Ford suddenly reached into their personal space, barely registering his words at all, much less the extra fingers that adorned each of his rough, worn palms.

They didn't take the hand.

If the twins had thought the outside of the shack looked decrepit, the inside seemed somehow even worse.

Every inch of exposed wall, ceiling or floor were utterly covered by sprawling symbols, summoning circles, and indecipherable words that seemed to be in an entirely different language than any the twins knew. They overlapped and tangled into one another into big, messy, red splotches of clustered nothings.

There were notes, diagrams on ripped pieces of aged looking paper scattered everywhere, with hardly any room for post-it notes squeezed wherever there was room. Lit and unlit candles were placed absolutely everywhere; either hidden in the dark corners or openly stood in the middle of the floor; sometimes in a circle, sometimes not. The melted fallen wax had coagulated into a hard white mess onto the floor; the smell of cheap vanilla scented candles intermingling with the smell of halloween fake blood (and Dipper was convince there had to be some real blood there, too) to create a sour concoction that stung their noses unpleasantly.

The shack was sparsely furnished with rarely any furniture at all. Not even a couch, the tables and chairs simply pushed to the walls to make more space for the endlessly swirling symbols and pentagrams. The twins were hesitant of stepping on any of the summoning circles, carefully sidestepping the candles and walking over the line of the pentagrams.

The attic, where they would be residing, was not much better.

Maybe they did end up in a mad scientist's house, after all.

[bucrii]

Forced to learn how tumblr works because quotev has officially killed itself ☹️ (please tell me terms and stuff i should know) (and explain it like youre talking to your mom about your favorite media)

[teaboot]

OP- Original Poster

Asks- Messages sent to an inbox, anonymous or otherwise.

Tags- The hashtags at the bottom of the post. Used for trigger warnings (tw) content warnings (cw) community tags, Fandom tags, personal tags you can search later on your own blog, and minor commentary.

Comments- the speech bubble at the bottom of the post, for talking about things relating to the post or other comments without interacting with the post itself.

Reblogs- Sharing a post by clicking the little green arrows at the bottom of the post. This shares the post to your blog, so people who follow you can see it. There is no algorithm for seeing posts, so posts are only shared when people interact with them by reblogging the.m.

Likes- clicking the little heart at the bottom of a post. This adds it to your 'likes' list, but does not share it to your blog. (People may be able to see your likes unless you go into settings and make your likes private.)

No Algorithm- Because there's no system for auto-sharing posts "based on your likes", posts must be reblogged in order to gain notes (reblogs, comments, and likes) in order to be seen. As a consequence, you will often see posts that are over a decade old, that happened to get popular.

Notes and notifications- Your activity page will show you every time someone interacts with a post you interacted with first. "Flooding your notes" means a post or re-post of yours got popular and people are interacting with it so much that you have to dig through your notifications to find updates on anything else. You can mute a post, delete a post, or turn off comments or reblogs to make this stop, but keep in mind that people might screenshot the post itself to keep sharing it if you delete it or impair activity. (I am going to ruin your notes by reblogging this. I am sorry.)

Ads- The ads here are wildly unpredictable and often make no fucking sense. There was a common one for a long time with a creepy dude dressed as Pikachu that became a meme. I get a lot of religious Christian ads. Sometimes you get ads where it isn't clear what is being advertised, or why. Tumblr is a famously unprofitable website and most of us just seem to ignore them even when they are coherent.

Crabs- "Crab Rave" is a music video with dancing crabs that reached meme status here. Dancing crab gifs come up usually when someone famous and terrible experiences a deserved misfortune. There was a brief feature where you could send people little cartoon crabs. I don't understand this as well as I would like.

"Blaze"- You can pay money to make random people see a post. This is a combination of "pay to become popular" type thinking and an act of warfare amongst users.

Mutuals- Someone you follow who follows you back.

Followers- The people who follow your blog and see your posts and reblogs. This number is not public. Nobody cares

"Investing at X notes"- A common comment used to imply that someone's post, usually only having a handful of notes, is about to go wildly popular. This is usually regarded as a curse, because having a post blow up means getting your notes flooded and having to see a load of bad-faith messages from idiots.

Staff- Tumblr site staff have made a lot of dumb fucking choices since the dawn of the sisite'creation and people tend to @ staff, much in the way that a helpless peasant may shake their fist skywards to an uncaring god. Just roll with it.

Anons- You can turn anons off, meaning nobody can send you anonymous messages. Because some of these fuckers are hateful cowards, this will cut down on harassment, bigotry, and general stupid talk shoeing up in your inbox. Unfortunately, this will also limit messages from shy people who genuinely wanna be nice.

Bots- If you get a weirdly flirty message out of nowhere by someone who hasn't followed you long and has a weird username, it's it's bot. Flag and block. If you're scrolling through an unrelated tag and suddenly see a supermodel looking person with their tits out and a bunch of random tags, it's spam and it's a bot. Flag and block. It's been a problem for a while, like roaches.

Dipshits- If you see a blog with "rad", "radical", "fem", "female", "vulva", "uterus", "terf", "radfem", or "critical" in their username, check their blog to verify if they're a radfem or a terf. If you don't know what those terms mean, you can Google 'em, but they're weirdly aggressive offshoots of feminism that wrap back around to being mysoginistic, transphobic, and racist, and they aren't very popular here. The common move is to just block 'em and move on. We also have trolls and white supremacists but again, not very popular, pretty easy to block, report them if you can.

Alt Text- when you post an image, there is a title iconon the bottom right of the image that allows you to describe it for people who aren't able to see it themselves

Other common etiquettes:

Always assume OP is reading your comments.

Reblog posts, don't just "like" them. Again, no algorithm- this site doesn't work without sharing.

Don't share personal information. Always assume you can be doxxed. Keep it vague.

Don't be a dick.

Fact check before sharing info if you can- theres a lot of misinformation and misinterpretation.

Always read twice- Reading comprehension has been so bad on so many posts here that it's become a meme too. If you don't understand, read it twice before commenting.

Have fun, and do it for yourself. This isnt isn't clout website.

Other longtime residents are welcome to add on if I've forgotten anything.

Welcome onboard! :D