Okay, So, Um, The Song "Dead Girl Walking (Reprise)" Feels A Lot Like How I Think Your AU Is Going To

Doof: "You see Perry The Platypus, about a few weeks ago I entered The Tumblr Sexyman Showdown. It's a contest for only the sexiest of men-- now now, Perry the Platypus, before you roll your eyes at me, it's not the conventional kind of sexy, no, no! It's the pathetic, the silly, the unconventional! Only for the acquired tastes. Like me~!! So I joined in, and you wouldn't believe it! I plowed through the competition! Bracket after bracket, I dominated the votes. That is, until the final round... when I was put up against Stanley Pines of someplace called 'Gravity Falls'-- for some reason, even though he claimed to come from a place called Gravity Falls and I come from the Tri-State Area, the competition listed me to come from someplace called 'Phineas and Ferb', and I have no idea where that is or who those people are--I was kicked to the curb! He won by a landslide! Well, not literally though, that's a metaphor--that's how Bill Cipher won against Jack Frost from Rise of the Guardians, and I KNOW that place doesn't exist--b-but anyway, Stanley won and I only got second. And it doesn't make any sense! Sure, Stanley is similar to what the true Sexyman is, but he's not the greatest! For one thing, he's not that pathetic--jeez, if anyone is the most pathetic here, it's me! He's not that tragic-backstory-able, or anything, he--and worse yet, he's HOT! I mean, he's not that much of an acquired taste! Sure, he's older, but that's it!! Clearly, the people are biased! Which is why I made...THIS!"

Doof: "BEHOLD! THE UNHANDSOME-INATOR!!!!"

Doof: "With this, I can make anyone ugly--so ugly that their ugliness is JUUUST too ugly to be a Tumblr Sexyman! But too handsome to be truly ugly...and I can also tweak it to make myself just a little more handsome, hehe! With this, I will make the ENTIRE TRI-STATE AREA Sexyman ugly, and shoot myself so I will be the most acquired-taste-handsome out of all of them, winning the love of all of the TRI-STATE AREA, AND ENACTING MY REVENGE AGAINST THE TUMBLR SEXYMAN CONTEST!!!"

Doof: "--Or wait, come to think of it, this isn't really revenge, I mean, the contest's over and it won't come back until next year so this scheme prooobably should've been postponed until then... not to mention this inator isn't exactly that tweaked, it's a rushed job has some...ahaha...side effects...unless I CRANK UP THE RANGE OF THE INATOR!"

Doof: "Yes, Perry The Platypus, I will become the most tumblr-sexyman handsome by proxy in all of the tri-state area AND GRAVITY FALLS, OREGON!!!"

| Meanwhile In Gravity Falls |

*Stan, reading the paper, suddenly looks up.*

Stan: "Something just happened."

*beat*

Stan: "...Eh. Who cares. Worse has happened in this town. It's probably the heebie jeebies from that German guy from a couple days ago, eugh."

Stan: "Worth it for the prize money, though. I'm still the sexiest man on all of Tumblr! Ahaha!"

*beat*

Stan, still grinning: "...whatever that is."

*A beat. Then the door to the Mystery Shack slams open. It's Ford.*

Ford: "Stanley! I'm back!"

Stanley: "Hey, sixer. Back from another one of your little adventures?"

Ford: "I suppose you could call it that! Ever been to the tri-state area? There are hundreds of anomalies there! Did you know that all the platypuses are teal there?"

Stanley: "Yeah, yeah...well, make sure to tell me later. I'm reading the paper."

Ford: "Well, don't get too absorbed. We're going to Italy tomorrow, remember? We're visiting the Vatican! Lots of great things to explore there! We might even see the pope!"

A Game of Pretend

Prologue

Ford was a fraud of a muse that wanted to use him to accomplish...whatever corrupt plans he had. Bill was aware of this from the start in an instinctual way he couldn't quite place his finger on. The routine felt familiar to him, as if it was something he was destined to experience, and yet so distant at the same time. Like he had only been left with a phantom whisp of a trace to go off and use in picking up the pieces. Off.

Not that he'd never met some scheming, manipulative puppeteer who attempted (emphasis on attempt; he was no easy target) to trick and exploit him before— No, Bill was well equipped with the type and how to handle them. It was just that this time felt... different.

...

He wasn't sure what to think about that.

...

So, he wouldn't.

Ford claimed to be a benevolent god bestowing wisdom upon those living their lives in ignorance. Clearing the fog that blinded their eyes and enlightening them with knowledge previously beyond their comprehension. A muse.

What he wouldn't say was that he was liar who was barely managing to hide his ulterior motives with every breath he took. Bill didn't care nearly enough to tell the guy, though. He'd let him have his fun as long the egomaniac got the memo that the painter wasn't interested in whatever con he was selling and left to go pester the next potential puppet. After all, he was a busy guy! He had perspectives to shatter with his breathtaking — totally original — art; stars to gaze at; etcetera, etcetera. You get the idea.

As he had previously stated (and was proud to declare), he knew how to deal with scumbags like these: Beings striving to play the long game to reel you in to a false sense of security where all they have to do to pull the strings is a simple lift of a finger, and — BAM! — they have someone, either entirely out of their will or out of pressure, capable of doing their bidding.

It never got to that part for Bill, though. He wasn't one to brag (he very much was so, depending on who he was talking to), but he had a natural talent for spotting out shapes — and more — like them. He stopped them before they even had the chance to play their games. He learned the best tip was to ignore them. It usually took a while, sure, since they were persistent to get their way, but as long as you were as well, they would give up.

So, that was what he had decided to do with the confusing higher being. Any attempts at conversation from his behalf would be met with utter silence from the Euclidean triangle, whom acted like he couldn't see him. That's how most of their interactions were...in the beginning.

Hey! A shape could only be so patient before something — or someone — got on their nerves! So, eventually, Bill snapped. He started yelling at the six-fingered person, cursing him out. This only seemed to amuse the supposedly 'superior' being, though, which got on the painter's nerves more. He acted oh so better and greater, all because he could float and do...er...other things Bill couldn't remember at the moment.

In the end, he caved in to the god's desires, deciding that his irritating efforts would diminish if the triangle played along ever the slightest bit.

They began to hold genuine conversations where they learned about one another. Ford began to seem less like some far-away, untouchable being who was created into existence just to annoy him, and more like an actual person with feelings and thoughts. Who knew! And — here's the real kicker — Bill was starting to like him.

Behind that arrogant, all-powerful persona was someone who listened to him, emphasizing, understanding. He truly was intelligent and shared ideas that the painter would have never considered on his own. They taught each other things, and instantly developed a kind of chemistry and dymanic that only that one person can create with you. He was funny, charming, charismatic...

...

But, still manipulative. Still trying to rope Bill into becoming some kind of puppet he could utilize for whatever plots he has in mind. He hadn't forgotten that, nor did Ford get any better at masking it.

He knew that he should cut him off, stop things now before they began to spiral into something worse he couldn't return from. But, he was hesitant to because Ford was the only other person capable of understanding him. Because Ford filled that gaping ache of missing companship. Because he was so starved for any other kind of connection he could have after a childhood of being alone, outcasted by his society for being different. Because Ford was the only other person who was just as much of a freak as him. Because Ford could not only tolerate his weirdness, but even like it. Because Ford was the only other person who knew what was like to see the stars...

...

He didn't want to lose that. Didn't want to lose his muse who showed him wonderful things he never dreamed of seeing before. Didn't want to lose his love.

And, besides, he was curious to find out what Ford's plans were and his curiosity was one that was rarely left unfulfilled.

So, for the first time ever, Bill would entertain this manipulator. Allow himself to go along with whatever ulterior motives he has planned. Engage himself in a game of pretend.

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The "Euclydia Rises" AU was created by @orxinus . Thank you for reading! 💖

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I'm exposing all of you.

@majoringinfanfiction @pickledoesthetumbling (Yes, I know you posted this first, but I still agree with the statement and you are one of such friends.)

reblog if you have skilled writer friends and you're damn proud of them

—Meet the Cast!—

Part Five: The Friend and Foe

Wilma:

Wilma is an environmental activist who does acting for a side job in order to make the money needed to be able to thrive in stability and fuel her organization "Wilma's Wilderness Protection Services," or "WWPS" for short. One of the most recent roles she took on within the acting industry was "Wendy Corduroy" from the beloved Disney series, "Gravity Falls". She claimed to have been attracted to the chill yet strong-willed nature of the character and said the traits reminded her of herself.

She's made a strong impact on certain aspects of the studio — suggesting the addition of recycling bins and utilization of recycled paper for scripts instead. She's also been seen, from time to time, picking up the litter occasionally covering the surrounding area of the building's outside. She deeply believes in her cause and takes every opportunity to attempt to take better care of the Earth.

"I feel like she has definitely affected all of us — in a good way, I mean. Not that I littered or treated our planet badly, but I never really helped out. I didn't know I could, to be honest. It felt like nothing I could do would make a difference. But, Wilma? She changed that attitude. She taught us little tips here and there, and recommended things we could do to help out if we ever felt like it. Not too much overwhelm us or make us feel like we weren't doing much before — like some people might do — but just enough to be encouraging and remind us that we could. That it was possible and we had a choice; a say in how much humanity affected nature. It's an empowering belief that she brought upon us," Melanie (actor of "Melody") expressed about her fellow actress.

Wilma is closest with Mabel and Alzamirano due to them having similar activities and firm opinions. When hanging out with the younger girl, the conversation usually revolves around their shared care for nature and its wildlife. When she's around Alza, meanwhile, they typically talk about how managing both of their associations is going and how they created them out of the common desire for the world's betterment.

William:

William is THE celebrity actor cast with playing the role of "Bill Cipher" in the show "Gravity Falls". He's one of the big names and is the most famous toon working on set for the series. He's been acting since seemingly forever (since he was ten years old) and is one of the most well known actors out there, period. He didn't have much competition when it came to auditioning for the role — since not too many shape toons exist in the world — and the little he had quickly left after finding out who they were up against.

William has been said to have a flamboyant and flashy personality. He's bold and will do whatever it takes to determine that he stands out from the crowd. He lives for the attention and makes that fact known. As a result, he sometimes comes across as fake, shallow, and even egotistical to people; finding him off-putting. Despite this, he's still extremely popular with public. He's the type of person who you either hate or love full-heartedly with little room for an in-between opinion.

While seemingly unapproachable on the surface, he's more than willing to converse, help, or interact with others — even if they're below him fame-wise. He's capable of being a very down-to-earth triangle who's sensitive and caring. Though, this piece of information is not that well known due to how he acts when near the spotlight. However, that's not the only reason. He has been making a noticable decision to attempt to appear less vulnerable and keep up his persona after the creation of a highly gossiped rumor. In the case you've been living under a rock (I apologize for any accidental offense caused to you, Patrick Star), I'll briefly explain what I'm referring to:

William has been theorized to have been close in some sort of proximity to famous scientist, Dr. Ford (actor of "Stanford Pines").

While I'm legally obligated reiterate that the connection between the duo is pure speculation, I'm more than willing to delve into why this has become a common belief. For starters, upon their first meeting, Ford was stated to have been shocked to realize William was also part of the cast in the way someone is suprised to see someone they know at the local grocery store.

"It was strangest thing I had seen. Mr. Ford was walking around, saying 'hi' to people, and then when he saw Mr. William he just...stopped. Stopped being able to do just about everything. He stopped being able to function properly, stopped knowing how to speak, stopped smiling — you get the gist. Oh! And then there was his eyes. They widened and became distant, as if he seen a ghost. Though, Bill does float like one. But, that's not the point. The point is: It was like he knew him," Deon (actor of "Gideon Gleeful") recited from memory about the two.

Furthermore, while they do seem avoid each other at every possible opportunity, their eyes have been caught to occasionally drift over to the other's. Their expressions changing to one of reminiscence as they (POTENTIALLY! This is theorizing, I don't want to be sued for any of this being mistaken for fact) let their minds wander to the ghosts of their pasts.

Again, none of this should be taken as objective truth. Though there is evidence to support this claim, they haven't confirmed any of the suspicion and instead denied it. Or avoided it like people avoid secrets they don't wish to speak about publicly. Please take all of this with a grain of salt. I was lucky enough to be hired to write these articles for the Disney company, since the show is so popular — I don't want to be sued for it.

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Simple Bill: "Does your mommy know that you eat all that stuff?"

Megalomaniac Ford: "Not anymore!"

MM!Ford: "When mom was alive—"

(AU and artwork used created by @orxinus )

(Incorrect Quote sourced from "Heathers the Musical".)

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Imagine for a moment that you have a small child you love dearly, and you’re forced to watch her suffer in front of your eyes. This isn’t just an imagination for me; it’s my reality. My family and I live this pain every day.

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After being reblogged a second time with this, I have finally mustered up the courage to do this! @majoringinfanfiction tagging you here because technically you reblogged it to me first, so in case you're interested in hearing my responses.

1. If you could be any animal, which one would you choose to be?

I would choose to be a cat because I'm a cat person, I enjoy alone time (I'm an introvert), tend to wander wherever *cough cough* pace through rooms *cough cough* when I'm bored, and my love language is physical touch, so I get definitely see myself being affectionate in cat ways.

2. What would you choose to wear when you're in a hurry?

It genuinely would depend on where I'm going: Is it a formal event or a casual meet-up? Who would be there? Friends, superiors, or foes? Assuming I wouldn't have enough time to figure out these variables, I would most likely decide to wear something that would fit well in any category: A white blouse decorated with black flowers, small ruffles on the edges, and two drawstrings towards the bottom that can be used to shift it into a fancier shape; a black undershirt to complement the black flowers and because I don't feel comfortable exposing too much skin; faded blue denim jeans that flair out at the bottom with a cut in the side and flowers sewn into the design; and, lastly, a simple pair of black tennis shoes.

3. Are you a witch, vampire, fairy, dryad, siren, or mermaid and why do you think so?

This was personally a difficult question for me. I already had an idea of what each creature was like, but I still googled them to have an even better picture of which one I would most likely be. In the end, I settled on the mermaid. I love the water — it feels natural to me — and I am an excellent swimmer. I have a strong will and don't bend to other people, which, personality-wise, are what mermaids are supposed to be like. Also, I'm not 100% if singing became a hobby associated with mermaids when they sorta fused with sirens (in terms of concepts) and became the modern version of them, but I love to sing and am very much a theater kid at heart!

4. What is your style?

So, my favorite clothing style and the ideal way I would dress (if I had the money to afford it 💀) would be kawaii lolita. For those not familiar with the style, it's essentially adorable frilly dresses with large, poofy skirts — all colored in pastel! I love it and I feel like it radiates my personality (you'd be more likely to agree if you knew me irl 😅).

...

Unfortunately, though, I don't actually dress that way due to the financial debt it would put me in. In reality, my style ranges from what I'd describe as cute casual to casual chill to extremely fancy. I wear a lot of sweaters (both open ones and regular, collar-less ones) and leggings when it's colder. Once it starts to get warmer, you won't ever catch me dead wearing shorts; it's skorts only! I dress, admittedly, very feminine with my clothes. (Please don't take this as me saying I think there's anything wrong with that — there's not, I'm just saying it in order to give a better idea of what my style is like.)

5. Regular milk or plant-based milk?

I only drink regular milk. I didn't realize that plant-based milk was something people drink until this question, though I suppose it makes sense.

6. Milk or cereal first?

I find it crazy that people debate over this kind of stuff. I put the cereal in the bowl first, then pour the milk second. Otherwise, I would do drastically terrible measurements and end up with a mess of overflowing milk. Then, I would be murdered by my family for causing such a disaster, and I would never be seen again. The end.

7. Favorite way to kill someone?

I just want to preface this by saying that I'm no murderer, nor do I intend on becoming one. With that being said, in terms of actual methods, I don't have one. However, I do love it (from a writer's perspective) when a character just monologues about all of the crazy ways to murder someone like an info-dumping machine as they casually perform the deed. It's displays just how unhinged and detached the character is, which I enjoy from a — and I repeat — writer's perspective.

I'm not pressuring any of you to do this, but I'm supposed to tag mutuals, so...

@ameluvs @kat-reich-4222000 @sunbxf

Once again, don't feel like you have to do this. It's all a matter of choice.

thankyou for the tag @preposterousray 🖤

get to know your mutuals♡

if you could be any animal which one would you choose to be? (can be fictional) (and you can explain why if you want to) I think I would choose to be a bengal tiger because I have always resonated with them 🐅 <3

what would you choose when you're in a hurry and have nothing to wear?

hm, a black singlet top, fishnet tights and black denim shorts with lace, hair in two spiky buns, eyeshadow and lipgloss, some bracelets and obviously my scoliosis brace but that is a mobility aid lol

are you a witch, vampire, fairy, dryad, siren or a mermaid and why do you think so?

I think either a witch (darkness, chaos, magic, freedom, and power, and animals, besides I’m already into witchery) and a vampire (turning into a bat, flying, supernatural powers, macabre)

what is your style?

idk man I love and admire both gothic fashion and punk-rock fashion. diy, scraps, lace, patches, studs, spikes, fishnets, jewellery, mesh, paint, safety pins, stockings, short skirts and shorts, crop tops, weird hairstyles and makeup, expressing individuality and rebellion and the macabre and unusual — and if I’m being formal then thrifted suit jackets and vampy curly updos ✨

regular milk or plant based milk?

regular milk 🥛

which one do you put first milk or cereal?

milk because I am a psychopath

nah I’m actually kidding I obviously put cereal first I just wanted to annoy whoever was reading this

fav way to kill someone? (idgaf if you never thought of it now you have to think of something and make it at least a bit cool I'm begging)

pull one of their eyes out with my fingers, shove a handkerchief into their eye socket, and then throw them the fuck overboard a ship to drown in the unforgiving sea kaz brekker style

tagging @vilecemetery @rottingangel9 @mossterious @urlocalbone @butterflypython @ball-of-insecurities @sandmoondooh @calder-a @sparklykat-hideoutenthusiast and anyone else who wants to join

*Holly after showing up at Dr. Oddswell's house uninvited and unexpected demanding to meet the B-Bros in person*

Holly: "You said how I got your address?"

Bendy: ...

Boris: ...

Holly: "Don't you worry about that bro—"

So, as I've stated in my last post, I've began to write my final draft for the first chapter of my AU's fanfic. However, I added a "(?)" because I figured, knowing myself, there would most likely be a couple of things I would remove to add in. And I was correct. There was a portion I initially liked, but realized seemed so random in the chapter, so I removed it. However, I didn't just want to delete it altogether, so I'm posting it here. Enjoy!

TRIGGER WARNING: Panic Attack

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(Out-of-Context)

Cut Content From My Fic:

When he first entered the elevator, he was extremely confident and optimistic about how his first impression would be recieved. Now that his thoughts had been given some time to simmer from the long ride, he couldn't help his worries piling up at the front of his mind. What if he messed up? What if he said something wrong and offended everyone there and he had no genius to blanket his fall, since intellect wasn't vital the acting industry? Or, furthermore, what if it turns out he's not at all the good actor Stan assured him he was and made an utter fool out of himself? He could just picture the headline: "Dr. Ford — Brilliant Scientist Turned Actor Laughingstock."

Oh, Moses, what was he thinking! He had to leave this elevator this instant, one way or another.

His fingers resumed the activity of tapping the shiny, metallic railing attached to and surrounding the glossy walls of the elevator — this time at a much rapid pace than before. (He hadn't even realized he had stopped.)

Tappity-tappity-tap.

His brown eyes scanned through the assortment of buttons, searching for something that would allow him to pause or stop the electrical contraction. It didn't matter what it did as long as it would save him from future humiliation.

Tappity-tappity-tappity-tap!

He couldn't go through with this. Moses, for someone so smart he was so stupid. Why did he ever think this was a good idea?

TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAP!

Why did he decide to go through with this? Why did he decide to go through this? Whydidhedecidetogothroughwiththis? WHYDIDHEDECIDETOGOTHROUGHWITHTHIS?

TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY-TAPPITY—!

...

His entire body was frozen as still as a statue, yet it felt as if he was shaking and moving so much internally.

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Fun fact about me: For some reason, I have a tendency to write my protagonists having mental breakdowns in the first chapter of my fics (original and fanfiction alike). Usually, it doesn't feel random and fits in quite well, since those first chapters also tend to be very dramatic and impactful on my protagonist's emotional state. Here, it doesn't work. Stan has already assured him he'll do fine. Sure, he still can worry and be anxious about his reception to everyone (I know I would *cough cough* anxiety disorder *cough cough*), but it doesn't feel too in character for Ford, especially at the moment. So, I'm deleting the scene.

"Girls were falling all over me in school, and not just because I would extend my leg when they walked by. I was a lone wolf, a mysterious stranger, a regular client at the hospital."

-Bill Cipher, probably

(Incorrect Quote sourced from the episode "The Austere Academy" of the TV show "A Series of Unfortunate Events".)