This happened at least once
You've got so much to learn
bath time :]
He likes the drama
This.
Idk where this idea comes from in my head, but it’s here so I’m sharing it with you.
Stan is turned into a dinosaur instead of a cat and ends up at Gravity Falls for reasons I’m unsure of. Either because he knows Ford is there or just Gravity Falls’s natural weirdness magnet. Either way, Ford finds this unusually friendly dinosaur and decides, hey, why not!
Of course he decides to call his friend Fiddleford over to see this marvel, who then brings his whole family along.
Emma-May is having a jolly time, Tate now has a dinosaur friend due to Stan being biologically incapable of not becoming a child’s uncle-figure, and Fiddleford remains the only sane one around.
Stan is trying to tell Ford that hey, he’s actually a human! While Ford is living his chosen one dreams by being the only one his dinosaur pal likes to interact with (except for Tate, everyone likes Tate.)
Fiddleford, the only sane one here, is trying to tell Ford that he cannot keep the dinosaur who actually is not friendly in his backyard, while Ford stubbornly ignores him, already planning the backyard renovations required for a forever Dino pet.
Thank you for sharing! I love all the fun Stan transformation ideas people come up with.
The question becomes, what kind of dinosaur is Stan? Not something huge, or he'd get got by something before making it to Gravity Falls (im thinking weirdness magnetism, as there's no way Stan would know Ford could help) but distinctly dinosaur enough he can't get mistaken for anything else.
Humor tells me velociraptor, as now Fiddleford is watching in horror as Ford gets very friendly with a huge carnivorous wild animal and acting like its his little buddy, while the thing tears into hunks of meat and lets his tiny son climb all over it. Turns to Emma-May for help, but shes too busy drooling over the very real live specimen in front of her.
Ford's main character syndrome strikes again, as he is very determined to keep this dinosaur, as they have a ~Special~ bond. It listens to him and seems to understand him and he loves it!! Look at this face Fiddleford! Is this the face of a wild beast!
(Stan bares his teeth at Fiddleford, and the man backpedals so fast he leaves a trail of dust behind)
Emma-May also thinks Ford should keep the dinosaur. And let her clone it. And if he could distract it, so she could touch it?
Both of them are utterly devastated when its revealed to be Stan. Truly something up there must hate them to crush their dreams. Tate doesnt care. Tate got to ride on a real life dino, regardless if it used to be a man or not.
I have a fic idea that I'd really like to write, and I hope people would like to read it, but I'm too nervous to do so. I'm afraid people won't like my writing or that I won't get the characters right, etc.
As someone who's become really popular over their fics, at least on Tumblr, I'm curious about how you got over those fears if you had them at all.
I would not say that I'm really popular, I would say I am LOUD at best
And secondly, Anon. I'm squeezing your hands as I say this, literally every person to ever create something to gift to the world has been nervous.
Everyone. Every single goddamn person, you know why? Because we are but finite beings with brains BUILT to stress about things
I can't promise that people will like your writing. I can't say that you'll get the characters right, or any other placating thing.
The most important thing is that YOU like it. And you need to accept the fact that sometimes that's all it's gonna be.
It's fucking OUTSTANDING when people like your stuff. When people leave long comments, and those little numbers tick up, and you feel like you're making things that people ENJOY, and you're having FUN. It's so good.
But its not guaranteed. There's no formula for that, you could read every Good Writing book ever, take a Harvard class on Writing, do all the things
But your stuff will never truly be GOOD until YOU like it.
Because when YOU like your stuff, what does it matter if other people, who you've NEVER MET, who you might never meet, care? It hurts when your stuff isn't as big as you want it to be, there's no denying that, but it'll hurt LESS if you're not reaching for it.
Enjoy your work. Enjoy the process, enjoy writing, because I'll tell you a secret. If you like your work, it shines through. If YOU like what you're making, then chances are, people will see you enjoying that, and join in too.
I make stuff for ME, and I make things I'm proud of or excited by or insane about, and somewhere along the way people who liked it jumped on
My first fics? Not popular. Not at all. I got hate comments back on fanfiction . Net, I was LEARNING, and I'll always be learning, THATS THE JOY OF IT
You'll only get better. You'll only get more confident as you go, as you create, and you'll only create if you START.
I had those fears. I think everyone does. But it takes a special kind of courage to decide "fuck it. I'm doing this for me, and I'm afraid, but I'm doing it anyway."
And I'm so proud of you. For creating. For doing the thing. And I hope you do it. Please, creating is all we have sometimes, and while I can't promise whatever you make will be good, or that other people will like it, I can promise you one thing.
The world is better when you help fill it
Desperately need a svsss/2ha crossover where it's all about Mo Ran and Shen Qingqiu as a silly little duo. Somehow, Shen Qingqiu incorrectly comes to the conclusion that Mo Ran is also a transmigrator after witnessing Mo Ran acting like he knows more than he should about certain things. This leads to Shen Qingqiu trying to Lowkey sus him out and get him to reveal he's a fellow transmigrator. All of this weirdness and strange interactions between the two lead Mo Ran to believe Shen Qingqiu is from *his* og timeline and it freaks him the fuck out, worried that shen qingqiu's gonna out him as a crazed tyrant in a past life. Misunderstandings and Shenanigans ensue.
Shen Qingqiu: "I know what you are (fellow transmigrator)!"
Mo Ran: "You do (Fellow time regressor/reincarnator)?"
Finding my mother’s sugar daddy’s tumblr with a handful of furry drawings on it was easily the worst thing I’ve done in my life