I've Made A Handy Graph In Case Y'all Still Don't Get It:

someone sedate this man.

haven't done my work but i did draw myself not doing my work. and the specter. not sure how this helps

NEVER get into anything thats heavy on color symbolism bro . for months you will not be able to look at the color blue without instantly thinking of Squingle Dinglus

The trope where people don't recognize each other because it's been so long since they last interacted and they've both changed so much that they're basically strangers UNTIL one of them does their Signature Thing™ and the other just stops dead because oh. It's YOU. All at once it's so clearly you

can i come over and implant false memories of us being childhood friends?

from the mist i hear,,, beautiful singing

[ID: A series of drawings of Gravity Falls characters in the 80s labelled with excerpts of lyrics from Oingo Boingo's song No One Lives Forever.

"SO QUIT COMPLAINING BROTHER / NO ONE LIVES FOREVER": Bill, possessing Ford, prepares to hammer a nail into Ford's hand.

"LET'S HAVE A PARTY THERE'S A FULL MOON IN THE SKY": Two side by side images. In one, the Society of the Blind Eye gather; in the other, Fiddleford falls through the portal and finds a slightly abstract, three-dimensional, meat-based version of Bill.

"IT'S THE HOUR OF THE WOLF AND I DON'T WANT TO DIE": Two side by side images. In one, Ford is blasted by the memory gun, highlighting his skull and brain; in the other, a desperate Fiddleford points the memory gun at himself.

"DON'T FORGET / WE'VE ONLY GOT SO MANY TRICKS": Ford sits in front of a wall covered in six-fingered scratch marks, surrounded by books and coffee mugs.

"WHAT ABOUT YOUR DARLING DOGGY? / IN TEN SHORT YEARS HE'S GETTING OLD AND GROGGY": Stan is beat to shit and tied to a chair.

"NO ONE LIVES FOREVER": Ford grabs his face, completely surrounded by the words "NO ONE" written over and over again. End ID.]

This is a good song to listen to on repeat and fall into a paranoid psychosis to while your demonic ex possesses your body I think.

(in other words: i am absolutely not making an animatic of this (would this be an animatic? i think this might be what the kids call a lyricstuck) but i WAS possessed by these images until i made them real)

my most toxic trait is i fucking love work gossip. i play neutral not to be the bigger person or take the high road but to hear slander and hearsay from every side. two coworkers complained about each other to me in the same afternoon and i nearly blacked out from the rush

I loooove this gif so much