logicalbookthief:

Anyone ever have those weird/silly ideas they feel the need to share?

So I’m sitting one day thinking, what happened to the Shapeshifter post-Weirdmaggedon? Did it stay frozen in the Bunker for all eternity? Or, what if-

Imagine the Shapeshifter escapes, and, still being a big ball of anger and resentment, goes about enacting its melodramatic revenge against the Pines. To disguise itself, it takes the form of an innocuous animal so it can trek into town undetected, nobody would ever suspect, it’s foolproof – and then, it gets stuck in an animal trap. Plot foiled. Curses.

But lucky for Shifty, it’s found by none other than Gravity Falls’ resident OTP, Blubs & Durland. They free it from the trap and take it back to the station to nurse the creature back to health. Generally by cooing, feeding it copious amounts of food and water, and garbling questionably soothing songs.

Shifty allows the disgustingly frequent displays of affection only because it needs time for its leg to heal. Once it recovers, however, it decides that enough is enough, it really has some very important vengeance to get to.

It morphs into a sweet-looking child, arguably the creepiest of horror movie tropes it knows, and threatens to “melt the flesh off your face” or “throw you into a pit of despair" etc., etc. 

Durland gasps, but instead of being terrified, he’s giddy as could be. “Blub, come quick!” he cries. “We’re parents!”

“What, no-” Shifty tries to look menacing as can be, but now the officers are just discussing whether to call him Daryl Jr, Edwin Jr., or some unholy concoction of their names.

Undeterred, Shifty shifts into all manner of Eldritch monstrosities in an attempt to intimidate them. Blubs and Durland aren’t phased; apparently after witnessing Weirdmaggedon, it takes a lot more than shapeshifting aliens to give you a shock.  

One day, assured of its success, Shifty changes into a perfect replica of Deputy Durland, expecting the doppelganger to traumatize them beyond repair. Instead, his transformation is met by excited squealing from Blubs, who ushers Durland into the room because “look, now there’s two of you to love!”

Shifty keeps trying, of course, but only has so much time once school starts and the dads insist on acquiring an education. And then there’s soccer practice every Thursday. Movie night on Saturday (to be fair, you do miss a lot of good films being trapped underground for 30 years). Funnily enough, it never occurs to Shifty that it has the freedom to leave the whole time.

Occasionally, Shifty tags along on patrols; and once, when confronted with an actually dangerous criminal, took the form of a taser so it could save the Cop Dads from an untimely doom.

Not because Shifty cares about the bumbling duo, no, it’s just that if they weren’t around there would be nobody to tuck it into bed at night, help it with its math homework, watch X-Files with…you know.

TL;DR: Blubs and Durland adopt the Shapeshifter after the finale and raise it as their own.

logicalbookthief:

Anyone ever have those weird/silly ideas they feel the need to share?

So I’m sitting one day thinking, what happened to the Shapeshifter post-Weirdmaggedon? Did it stay frozen in the Bunker for all eternity? Or, what if-

Imagine the Shapeshifter escapes, and, still being a big ball of anger and resentment, goes about enacting its melodramatic revenge against the Pines. To disguise itself, it takes the form of an innocuous animal so it can trek into town undetected, nobody would ever suspect, it’s foolproof – and then, it gets stuck in an animal trap. Plot foiled. Curses.

But lucky for Shifty, it’s found by none other than Gravity Falls’ resident OTP, Blubs & Durland. They free it from the trap and take it back to the station to nurse the creature back to health. Generally by cooing, feeding it copious amounts of food and water, and garbling questionably soothing songs.

Shifty allows the disgustingly frequent displays of affection only because it needs time for its leg to heal. Once it recovers, however, it decides that enough is enough, it really has some very important vengeance to get to.

It morphs into a sweet-looking child, arguably the creepiest of horror movie tropes it knows, and threatens to “melt the flesh off your face” or “throw you into a pit of despair" etc., etc. 

Durland gasps, but instead of being terrified, he’s giddy as could be. “Blub, come quick!” he cries. “We’re parents!”

“What, no-” Shifty tries to look menacing as can be, but now the officers are just discussing whether to call him Daryl Jr, Edwin Jr., or some unholy concoction of their names.

Undeterred, Shifty shifts into all manner of Eldritch monstrosities in an attempt to intimidate them. Blubs and Durland aren’t phased; apparently after witnessing Weirdmaggedon, it takes a lot more than shapeshifting aliens to give you a shock.  

One day, assured of its success, Shifty changes into a perfect replica of Deputy Durland, expecting the doppelganger to traumatize them beyond repair. Instead, his transformation is met by excited squealing from Blubs, who ushers Durland into the room because “look, now there’s two of you to love!”

Shifty keeps trying, of course, but only has so much time once school starts and the dads insist on acquiring an education. And then there’s soccer practice every Thursday. Movie night on Saturday (to be fair, you do miss a lot of good films being trapped underground for 30 years). Funnily enough, it never occurs to Shifty that it has the freedom to leave the whole time.

Occasionally, Shifty tags along on patrols; and once, when confronted with an actually dangerous criminal, took the form of a taser so it could save the Cop Dads from an untimely doom.

Not because Shifty cares about the bumbling duo, no, it’s just that if they weren’t around there would be nobody to tuck it into bed at night, help it with its math homework, watch X-Files with…you know.

TL;DR: Blubs and Durland adopt the Shapeshifter after the finale and raise it as their own.

gogoakechi:

wordgirl au where all the heros’ and villains’ gimmicks are reversed

  • The Butcher becomes The Baker, a vegan villain that flings pastries instead of pastrami
  • Doctor Two-Brains fused with a rabbit instead of a mouse, and aims to steal all the god damn carrots in the world
  • Mr. Big is, instead, Mr. Small (his real name can be Benjamin Bigs or something idc) and he uses his occupation as a small business owner to gain sympathy and explain why everyone loves his products (but really its just mind control, so that says the same) 
  • Lady Redundant Woman merges with a paper shredder instead of a copier, and uses her new abilities to experimentally, or temporarily, delete both herself and other things from time and space
  • Chuck is just Check the Evil Soup Making Guy…. he just likes soup instead of sandwhiches and has a bowl of soup for a head
  • Wordgirl and Kid Math p much just switch shticks
  • Rhyme and Reason also swap shticks
  • Invisi-Bill is Visi-Bill and hes just……. omnipresent. hes always there….. no matter where you look………… hes always there watching…. listening………. lurking…………………. youve already watched 3 seasons of Mathgirl in a row and hes always there…. in every single shot……. you wonder if this is the face of God
  • Big Left Hand Guy is Small Right Hand Guy

gogoakechi:

wordgirl au where all the heros’ and villains’ gimmicks are reversed

  • The Butcher becomes The Baker, a vegan villain that flings pastries instead of pastrami
  • Doctor Two-Brains fused with a rabbit instead of a mouse, and aims to steal all the god damn carrots in the world
  • Mr. Big is, instead, Mr. Small (his real name can be Benjamin Bigs or something idc) and he uses his occupation as a small business owner to gain sympathy and explain why everyone loves his products (but really its just mind control, so that says the same) 
  • Lady Redundant Woman merges with a paper shredder instead of a copier, and uses her new abilities to experimentally, or temporarily, delete both herself and other things from time and space
  • Chuck is just Check the Evil Soup Making Guy…. he just likes soup instead of sandwhiches and has a bowl of soup for a head
  • Wordgirl and Kid Math p much just switch shticks
  • Rhyme and Reason also swap shticks
  • Invisi-Bill is Visi-Bill and hes just……. omnipresent. hes always there….. no matter where you look………… hes always there watching…. listening………. lurking…………………. youve already watched 3 seasons of Mathgirl in a row and hes always there…. in every single shot……. you wonder if this is the face of God
  • Big Left Hand Guy is Small Right Hand Guy

glowing-gravity:

at long last, it’s complete- my compilation of times captain huggyface has been called the wrong name/animal

(it’s probably doomed to be forever incomplete, as a lot of episodes from the middle seasons are missing, but I did my best to find as many instances as possible)

borkyno:

borkyno:

have i told you guys about the time that i classically conditioned my kindergarten class

I got like 4 anons asking about this so I guess I didn’t:

     omg. okay, so basically, I was a “gifted kid” which was code for fucken nerd ass bitch, so i would constantly just stare off into space during class while everyone else was tryna figure out what the fuck our teacher was tryna say. Anyway, I was learning about chemistry and biology outside of school(i know what a fucking nerd amirite ladies), and my dad got me a book that talked about all these famous psychological experiments.

    So chapter one was, would you have guessed it, Pavlov’s dog. I thought it my be fun to try something to that extent with my classmates. Now, keep in mind, being a nerdy ass brown kid in a school full of white ppl meant that I wasn’t exactly popular, and no one really talked to me in class or cared what I was doing.

   Everyday, at 9:45 am, our teacher would announce that it was snacktime, and everyone would fucking sprint to their cubbies to grab their lunchboxes like it was the goddamn hunger games. Kindergarten kids didn’t really have a concept of time, so i used this to my advantage. At 9:45 as my teacher would walk up to announce snacktime, I would knock on my desk really quickly three times. It was rly subtle, and I wasn’t sure that it would work.

   So after two or three weeks, I decided to have some fun. Thirty minutes after school began at like 8:30 or something, I tapped knocked on the desk. Half the class turned their heads and looked straight at the cubbies. 3 boys got up and were about to run to get their lunchbox. One girls stomach started growling REALLY loudly. The teacher had to take 5 minutes to get everyone to calm down and one kid started crying because he thought it was snacktime and he was so shocked and destroyed.

   Realizing that I had basically dog trained the whole class, I burst out laughing so hard I fell out of my chair and cut my head on the tile floor and got sent home early because I was laughing so hard they thought I had a concussion or something. When I explained what happened to my dad he left the room, but I could hear him losing it in the hallway. 

   So everytime now that I learn about classical conditioning in my Neuroscience classes, I have to fight to keep a straight face

borkyno:

borkyno:

have i told you guys about the time that i classically conditioned my kindergarten class

I got like 4 anons asking about this so I guess I didn’t:

     omg. okay, so basically, I was a “gifted kid” which was code for fucken nerd ass bitch, so i would constantly just stare off into space during class while everyone else was tryna figure out what the fuck our teacher was tryna say. Anyway, I was learning about chemistry and biology outside of school(i know what a fucking nerd amirite ladies), and my dad got me a book that talked about all these famous psychological experiments.

    So chapter one was, would you have guessed it, Pavlov’s dog. I thought it my be fun to try something to that extent with my classmates. Now, keep in mind, being a nerdy ass brown kid in a school full of white ppl meant that I wasn’t exactly popular, and no one really talked to me in class or cared what I was doing.

   Everyday, at 9:45 am, our teacher would announce that it was snacktime, and everyone would fucking sprint to their cubbies to grab their lunchboxes like it was the goddamn hunger games. Kindergarten kids didn’t really have a concept of time, so i used this to my advantage. At 9:45 as my teacher would walk up to announce snacktime, I would knock on my desk really quickly three times. It was rly subtle, and I wasn’t sure that it would work.

   So after two or three weeks, I decided to have some fun. Thirty minutes after school began at like 8:30 or something, I tapped knocked on the desk. Half the class turned their heads and looked straight at the cubbies. 3 boys got up and were about to run to get their lunchbox. One girls stomach started growling REALLY loudly. The teacher had to take 5 minutes to get everyone to calm down and one kid started crying because he thought it was snacktime and he was so shocked and destroyed.

   Realizing that I had basically dog trained the whole class, I burst out laughing so hard I fell out of my chair and cut my head on the tile floor and got sent home early because I was laughing so hard they thought I had a concussion or something. When I explained what happened to my dad he left the room, but I could hear him losing it in the hallway. 

   So everytime now that I learn about classical conditioning in my Neuroscience classes, I have to fight to keep a straight face