Mod S here! I don’t know, and to be honest I can see this going either way! Toby and Maddie come after Ian and Mira, but I don’t think we have a hard set in stone date for Alvie.
TLDR: canon is squishy, and you can have them meet or not meet to your liking
Wanted to draw little Toby so TA-DA
Bill the triangle went off once in canon and there was nothing anticlimactic or adorable about that if I recall correctly.
Terrifying is really the only word for it. There is no dissonance. Even object form can get grotesque.
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In the Mindscape, something stirred.
Dipper felt the ripples, less like a water droplet landing in a still pond and more like the aftershocks of an earthquake. He stopped in the middle of seeding a particularly good Ghost of Presidents’ Day Past nightmare in the mind of a slumbering corrupt public official, and listened, hard.
The ripples died away, slowly, to a faint tremor and then only a dissatisfied grumbling. But something had changed – something had shifted. The tenor of the Mindscape had modulated to a different key. And by the sounds of things, that key was minor.
Just some fan art of an amazing Gravity Falls AU.
You should go to the blog, link below.
@transcendence-au
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Mira picked the phone up on the fourth ring, plugging it into the wall port to bring the call up on the TV’s screen and toggling the camera to ‘off’. She was in no state to be seen by anyone, especially not the photo-perfect Rosa Darling, who had probably never gotten a giant stress zit on her chin in her life.
Burning.
He was burning.
Everything was burning.
The thing inside him was burning too.
They were both burning.
That were both dying.
He knew he was dying.
He didn’t care anymore.
He would die, but he would win.
He would die to protect his family.
To protect his town.
He couldn’t fail.
He stopped resisting, and pulled.
He pulled at the creature and drank in its fire.
He let it burn him, and he used it.
The creature knew it was dying.
It cared a whole hell of a lot.
It would die, and it would lose.
The creature flailed and grasped at nothing.
The laws of reality had shattered.
It couldn’t twist what wasn’t there.
What happened next didn’t quite happen.
It was an impossibility that simply couldn’t be.
But suddenly, it was.
The fire grew stronger.
The creature burned faster.
Everything changed.
It was over, the creature was gone.
The fire faded, but did not die.
He was still burning, but he did not mind.
Because now, the fire was him.
And he would burn on.
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New year, new WIP! I figured I’d start the year off right with the…uh, long-awaited? sequel to Reincarnation Blues! Special thanks to @seiya234 for helping me plot and outline this baby.
Yes, it starts with a scene you may have already…seen. Bear with me. We’re going places.
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“So. Season two. Any ideas about how to start it off with a
bang?”There was a general shuffling of papers and buzz around the
writers’ room table. Zelda, unsurprisingly, was the first to speak. “Well, the
viewers are still losing it over Bael. I thought -”“Just a moment,” Ian interrupted. “Do you guys think we can
hold off on having Bael show up again until the finale?”Around the table, the team exchanged looks.
There was Ian. There was Toby. There was Pi, Nysa, and Chrys. There was Jude and Enoby too. So many reincarnations of Bill. Some bad, and yet so many more good ones. Somehow most all of them came into contact with Alcor at one point or another.
Alyssa, who as an eight year old decided to summon him to wish him a happy Christmas and kept up the tradition. Occasionally she would invite her twin, Ethan, a reincarnated Ford to join her. From that he typically got enough candy canes and gingerbread to last the full year.
Dave the cultist who thought sacrificing a human to him was a good idea despite knowing all the warnings. He got what he deserved plus some. That was probably the most satisfying cult bust Alcor and his current Mizar ever went on.
Terry, a demonology professor who remembered all his past lives but only used that to annoy people and make jokes about being human. Alcor had a particularly fun time messing with him. Serves him right for insulting the buttwings.
Joan the kid who got teased in school by being called a demon and summoned Alcor because she needed to know the truth. He almost lied and told her she was but in the end decided against it. These things weren’t always worth the devastation they would cause.
Morgan, who was empathic and easily got overwhelmed by others emotions. Alcor liked to walk past them on bad days to taint their better days. Amy the reincarnation of Soos he’d been hanging out with lately didn’t approve even though she thought it was a little funny.
Iulianus had his fun with a knife by cooking and killing. Chef by day and serial killer by night. Alcor likely wouldn’t have noticed if it weren’t for the fact that one of Henry’s reincarnates had been killed. Justice had never felt so good before.
Sindri would end up becoming a detective. Responsible for solving several times more murders than Iulianus ever created. Alcor got the feeling that the universe was trying to make up for that catastrophe.
Dana was a clever one. She thought it would be funny to set up a summons that wouldn’t start until she was far away and used a catapult to throw a pie at Alcor when he showed up. Obviously he retaliated by filling her dresser with whipped cream. Shenanigans ensued.
So many reincarnations of Bill. Some bad, and yet so many more good ones. Somehow most all of them came into contact with Alcor at one point or another.
(There you go. Eight r!Bills because I’ve had too much coffee and now I can’t sleep. Feel free to flesh out their stories if you want. You can change their names or any other minor details if need be.)
You absolutely still can write that though! Canon is a pretty loose and fast thing around here, and we’d love to see the thing!
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