This May Or May Not Be A Hint To The Future Of My AU... I'm Sorry I Had To Post It. It Looks To Slay

My gravity falls AU!! :). I will slowly be posting more on it.

Oh my God I'm crying 😭

gravity falls au were both stan and mcgucket died so two triangular fuckers had an opportunity to possess these corpses

Ya ever think about how Stan probably hasn’t heard his own name in the sack for thirty years?

Finished the cover for chapter one of my D11B Gravity Falls AU :3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61636426/chapters/157569331

Chapter three of Dimension 11B is out!!

Fiddleford gets them to take a break, obliviously with some arguing attached of course. And it's Ford's first POV!! It goes 2 chapters for Stan, 2 chapters for Ford, 2 chapters for Stan, 2 chapters for Ford, etc...

Along with some sketches :).

Also it's my birthday today!!! Yippie!

pov: stan is showing you the super awesome boat he's fixing up with his brother

this is my first drawing i've actually done a background for i think, not terrible for a first try ig

OAAG ONE PGN GBWJG KG WO? GSHL YAF?

Mabel and Dipper Goes to Silent Hill…. © Daryl Toh Liem Zhan 2012. 

The twins’ darkest mystery begins when Grunkle Stan takes a detour from the highway after their close escape from the cops. Halfway through the unfamiliar path, their car broke down and they found themselves stranded in the middle of nowhere.

That is until Mabel found a sign that says ‘Welcome to Silent Hill’. Hoping to find some gas, Grunkle Stan left the twins in the car but hours passed and he never came back. The twins decided to walk into the fog covered town and look for him… but what they found is a town full of darker secrets than the one they’ve left behind in Oregon. 

This is what happens when I’m listening to Silent Hill soundtracks while looking at Gravity Falls fan art. 

this has probably been done but eh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

11B Ford art :).

How to accidentally kill a god, for the wip asks?

It's a oneshot I wrote in the middle of the night when I was dead sick

How to Accidentally Kill a God

Fiddleford was in a room in the museum (that everyone seemed to forget existed) punching letters of a name into the memory gun

Fiddleford hesitated for a second. Was he really going to go through with this? Yes. it's too late for second-guessing. Besides, he had already made up his mind to pull the trigger

He finished typing in the name and held the bulb of the memory gun up to his head, but before he had the chance, Fiddleford heard it echoing through the empty halls of the museum

that oh so familiar but strange voice, from that oh so familiar yet strange man

But something was very, very wrong, the voice was laughing, a high-pitched shrill laugh that made Fiddleford's head throb

He was right across the room. When did he get there? Fiddleford supposed It only made sense that he'd be here at the end

But this wasn't Fiddleford's used to be friend, or whatever he wanted to call him.

This was something else

The gaze staring at him from across the room wasn't Stanford's soft brown eyes. No, these eyes were glowing a putrid radioactive shade of yellow

These were the eyes of a monster

"You look terrible specs," the thing forced out of his once friend's month

A million thoughts raced through Fiddleford head, what had happened to Ford since they last parted ways? Why was it puppeteering Ford's body? Why did it have...so many bandages...

He could see something too dark to be tears running down one of the monster's cheeks

"How did you find me?" Fiddleford spat out

"Oh, you're not nearly as unseen as you'd like to believe, I have eyes everywhere. "

It lurched and contorted a bit closer,

Fiddleford backed away, not wanting that thing to get too close. "Wh what do you want?" he said with a shaky voice

"figured I'd drop by cause Mr. IQ over here has had you on the mind recently." it spoke in its stolen voice."And all tho I'd never admit it to him, I'm running out of ideas! Yet he still stubbornly refuses to comply. so I think it's time for some, drastic measures”

It was unexpectedly fast for something possessing Ford. (who had never run a day in his life) In an instant, it closed the gap between it and Fiddleford

Fiddleford panicked, adrenaline kicking in. Before he even knew what happened, there was a blue flash of light, and Ford's body fell to the floor like a puppet whose strings had been cut off

There was no way of knowing what would happen to someone who had their own name erased

I never got the dialogue to a place I was happy with, so I never posted it (still not happy with it, but oh well)