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This was only a tiny bit tricky. The only reason Sock Opera happens is because Mabel has a crush. I replaced Gabe with Carla. Stanley won’t have a new crush every week like Mabel, so instead he’s up to some stupid shenanigan trying to get Carla’s attention. Im trying to AVOID making OC’s. Any roles that can’t be swapped or replaced by a canon character will remain the same. (Note: Fiddleford will work beside Stan and Ford, Stanley will be using his inventing skills for the play so that’s why Fiddleford wouldn’t be able to help Ford.)

Again, it’s not a fic, just a...idk it’s like trying to tell someone what happens in a movie by memory.

Stanley sees Carla reading in the library as he and Ford are researching. Mostly it’s just Ford though. Stanley goes to attempt to flirt with her and sees that she’s reading a play.

“Do you like Romeo and Juliet, Stan?”

“I’ve never met em. What’re they, your cousins?”

“Haha, you’re funny! But really, have you read the play?”

“Oh! Uh, yeah I was totally kidding. Yeah! I’m like...a theater expert!”

And thus the trouble begins. Like in the original Sock Opera, a deal is made between the twins. Stanford would help Stanley with his...weird musical take on Shakespeare and then Stanley would help Ford try to unlock the laptop. Stanford mostly just made sure that Stanley’s script stayed on track.

“I may need to make a few revisions, but this is pretty close. I’m surprised, Stanley. I didn’t think you knew anything about Shakespeare.”

“Huh? I watched An East Side Tale and went from there.”

“....”

Stanley is worried about the play because some of the machines and robots have been malfunctioning, he’s worried that one mistake will ruin any future chances with Carla and that would be like...super embarrassing. He apologetically tells Stanford that the play needs a little more attention. As the story goes, Stanford is still struggling to open the laptop and also hasn’t slept. Bill takes the opportunity to make a deal with him and out of desperation, Stanford accepts. The laptop is promptly destroyed and Stanford is immediately stressed out.

Carla takes the time during intermission to tell Stanley that his take on Romeo and Juliet is really unique. She says if the rest goes well, then maybe they could go to the diner together. He takes that maybe a little too seriously, so when Ford possesses one of the extra robots in the room and urgently tells his twin what happened, Stanley is hesitant to help right away, but he caves into that hilarious auto tune voice. Stanley goes to retrieve the Journal when he’s intercepted by Bill Cipher in Stanford’s body.

“Bill Stanford! Banford!” Stanley is truly a creative. 🙏🙏 After they fall to the stage, Stanley is quickly able to overpower Banford and Ford takes his body back...as painful as it may be. Bill possesses one of the robots on stage and swears to the Pines Twins that they can’t stop what’s to come...it’s pretty scary until the robot malfunctions and explodes, setting off a chain reaction of mishap and destruction on set. Fiddleford watches in horror as his robots fly through the air...and so does everyone else, but it’s because they don’t want to get hit with metal scrap, not because Fiddleford’s masterpieces are, well, being blown to pieces.

After the show, Stanley profusely apologizes for the laptop being destroyed. Stanford expresses that he’s disappointed about the situation and is apologetically thankful to his brother for sacrificing his play for him.

“Y’all sacrificed my inventions, that’s what y’all did. There better be a good explanation for it too, d’yinno how hard it was to steal car parts for these?” Fiddleford mutters as he tries to salvage the pieces of his creations. Carla, surprisingly, meets Stanley after the show too. He’s sure she’s going to call him a failure or a jerk, but she doesn’t. She’s mostly understanding and said that having actual robots was an ambitious project for a theater play.

“I’m...not surprised it didn’t turn out well. Fiddleford’s inventions tend to blow up around you and your brother, but maybe you could just give me the script. Everything kind of exploded before we could see how it ends.”

Stanley is practically speechless until Stanford elbows him back to reality.

“O-oh y-yeah sure! M-maybe...at the diner?”

“Meet me there when you get cleaned up!” She grins.

It’s a win for Stanley...and a lose? But mostly a win. Still, Stanford reminds Stanley that their window to finding the real author is closing. They need to move quickly.

Some warm ups and break sketches to keep me inspired, consider em bonuses:

👉🏼👈🏼 if u like it, I appreciate reblogs. It was really neat seeing people like my last post. Made me wanna continue 🥺

i will die with my hotch headcanon being gay and marrying haley just because of his internalized homophobia and haley is a good friend and supports him when he admits to being gay, could i create a whole alternative universe about hotch dealing with his internalized homophobia while falling in love with reid and admits to being gay to the team? May be

the day that tumblr allows you to translate the publications, in the same app my life will be a little easier

Northwest Mansioooonnnnn!! manor?? Big house.

It was just supposed to be a sketch-

Anyway, the haunting proceeds as normal.

It’s gonna be a long one.

Stanley, Fiddleford, Carla, and Stanford are lounging about the living room when news about the Northwest Manor party is announced. Stanley and Stanford aren’t too impressed with the idea, but Fiddleford and Carla both seem quite excited about it. They explain to the twins what it is and just how extravagant it is, Stanley soon joins the excitement when he learns about all the free handouts, but is still unsure about all the stuck up rich people. Stanford stands his ground, saying that Preston Northwest is insufferable. Cue Preston knocking on the door asking for help and Stanford promptly slamming it in his face.

“Wait, Ford! Look, I know you hate Preston. I do, too! I punched him! But look at how excited Fiddleford and Carla are. This would be the best date ever! She’d like- marry me or something if I took her to this party!”

“Stanley, taking her to this party would only skyrocket her standards for your dates. The bar isn’t even that high currently and you still have to jump for it.”

“Yeah, yeah! It’s not just for Carla, though! Fidds would probably have a blast exploring with you when you’re done with your ghost thing!”

When Stanford peeks back into the living room, Fiddleford and Carla are chanting “Dreams! Dreams! Dreams!” with excitement and Ford let’s put a heavy sigh.

“Alright.” He smiles.

Stanford is able to squeeze 3 extra tickets from Preston and they celebrate by screaming at a volume that makes Mabel wonder if they are being murdered, not that she checks.

At the party, Preston introduces Ford to his parents when they catch a glimpse at the twins. Stanley is wearing a dress shirt rolled up to his elbows over his regular T-shirt and Stanford is in his usual clothes. Preston is ordered to make them change. Stanley goes out of his way to pick a blindingly white suit knowing that even one stain will guarantee him ownership over it. Stanford picks a blue tux, it’s definitely not practical for his line of work. He’s sure it will tear at some point or another by the end of the night.

“Well, have fun on your date, Stan.” Ford huffs when Preston impatiently insists they head to the problem room.

“Oh...yeah...my date...see, well, I...I haven’t asked Carla yet.”

“What- but we’re here already. You know you’re supposed ask beforehand right?”

“Of course I do! But when I tried to ask, we made eye contact and...and I dunno, I got...shy.” Stanley mumbles, looking at his feet.

“Then ask her now...or ask her to dance. Tell me how it goes, okay?” Stanford shouts as he is ushered away by Preston.

Carla and Fiddleford are stuck at the guest book, looking over and teasing the many billionaires who were invited. Stanley takes a deep breath and as he begins his walk towards his friends, he is cut in front of by another boy. Much to Stanley’s horror, he asks Carla if she wants to dance. She says no, to Stanley’s relief but then another boy swoops in cutting in front of Stanley! He huffs, feeling discouraged and decides to wait it out by getting lost in the cheese fountain. Little to his knowledge, Carla says no to each boy, peering to Stanley every once in a while, hoping for him to come over. Fiddleford is extremely unimpressed with Stanley’s inaction.

“Yinno, Stanley, she wants to dance with you.”

“No she doesn’t, she’s talkin to all those boys.” He grumbles.

“She’s rejecting all those boys. All those stupidly rich high class boys.”

“What? Huh, I wouldn’t.” Stanley laughs. Fiddleford nudges Stanley with his elbow.

“Don’t make her wait too long, Stanley. She’s not gonna wait forever.” He points out as he strides back to Carla. Stanley shoves a spoonful of cheese into his mouth.

Meanwhile, Stanford and Preston are having less fun than the townsfolk waiting outside. Ford is unsure about what the best course of action should be for a spirit as vengeful and powerful as this large fiery lumberjack. As he and Preston run from the ghost, they discover the hidden room where Ford fortunately discovers the silver mirror. Stanford wants to celebrate shortly with Preston when the ghost is caught but Preston seems in a rush to leave the hidden room. Outside the manor, the ghost reveals the truth about the curse on the Northwest’s and Stanford is immediately enraged. Inside, Stanford confronts the Northwest’s about the truth.

“You’re no better than your parents, Preston.” Stanford glares. Preston momentarily loses his composure, but recovers quickly. Ford wasn’t expecting much of a reaction, but he wasn’t expecting to be even more disappointed by Prestons response.

“Yes, well, no matter how horrible you think I am, as a Northwest, I will always be better than you.”

Stanford briefly considers shattering the mirror, but simply sighs as he walks away defeated. Preston his patted on his back by his father, but watches Ford walk away with regret. Outside, the lumberjack convinces Stanford to hold the mirror to the forest and uses his flames to make him drop and break the mirror.

“Oh, great.”

Carla is surprised she can bored at the best party in the world. It would be a lot more fun if Stanley would talk to her. Every time they make eye contact from across the room he either turns away or runs to the snack table. Frustrated, she huffs and pushes her way through the line of suitors that have blocked her view of her friend. Stanley sees her coming and freezes like a deer in headlights. She’s so scary when she’s mad, but in a way that makes Stan blush.

“H-h-hey! Hi! Y-you come here often?” He winks.

“Stanley, you have cheese on your face.” She says and he quickly wipes away at his face.

“Yes.”

“Stan, why have you been avoiding me? I thought we came here together but you’re more interested in the snack table than me! Is it me? You don’t wanna hang out with me?” She shouts, causing a small scene.

“Wh-what? No! Carla! I...I just thought...” Stanley let’s out a sigh, “Look, I was gonna ask you to be my date before we got here, but I got scared. Then, I was gonna ask ya to dance earlier but all these boys started talking to ya. I thought maybe...you’d like to dance with some prince than...well, a stupid boy with cheese on his face.” He confesses. Before Carla can respond, the hall breaks into chaos with plates and furniture flying over everyone’s head.

“Oh! Dangit, Stanford! I stayed in the hall to avoid the paranormal activity! This is why we can’t have nice things, Ford!” Fiddleford shouts, ducking as a several plates fly pass his head.

Soon, the curse begins to take hold as the people in the hall begin to turn to wood. Stanford is distressed to see his friends and brother stuck in the positions they were last holding before the woodsman struck them with the curse. He immediately begs the Northwest’s to open the gates, telling Preston that he can still fix everything. Stanford is struck and is turned into a wood statue and Preston is left to decide the fate of his family. He is conflicted, knowing his hard earned trust will be lost completely with one action. He opens the gates anyways and the party guests spring back to life, gasping for air.

As the townsfolk flood the manor, Stanford gives Preston his friendly nudge.

“You did good, Preston.” He smiles.

“I know. These....people likely will be locked out next year, but...maybe that won’t be the case when I inherit the family fortune.” He shrugs as he walks back to his parents.

Stanford goes to find Fiddleford and does his best to calm him down, inviting him to explore the mansion only to be turned down. Fiddleford doesn’t want to run the risk of running into another ghost. Stanford opts for them to drown in the cider fountain instead and Fiddleford agrees happily. Meanwhile, Carla and Stanley are standing awkwardly side by side in the same place they had been since they were turned to wood.

“Wow, uh, we..uh...almost died.” Stanley bursts out.

“Yeaaahhh...we did.” Carla nods, looking away.

Stanley awkwardly and slowly reaches for her hand. “Do...you, uhm, do you..wanna dance?”

“Yeaaahhh...I do.” She says looking up at him and they both burst into giggles.

The four of them enjoy the rest of the party dancing, eating, and drawing on the occasional portrait. There is still more to come, however.

me talking to my brain

Me: You must stop having so many ideas, I feel like I'm going to explode

My brain: Have you thought about the idea of ​​what would happen if Hotch died from Foyet's stabbing and returned as a ghost besides the only one who could see him was Reid? you know the latter is just an excuse for this to be an au hotchreid

Forgive me, I’m not great with backgrounds quite yet 🙏 but practice makes perfect

Relativity Falls is the “swankiest” au ever. I’m in love with it. I like playing with the idea of the sibling brothers being there in place of Gideon.

They use a magic magnifying glass to help them solve mysteries (they have a magnifying glass in Lost Legends so I slapped some magic on it). I call it...

The Magicfying Glass

It will show the user the clues or item they are looking for. Example, if they were looking for the weapon, looking through the glass would make it appear to glow. Like that triangle thingy in coraline. Stanford meets them during an alternate version of Head Hunters. They show up at the crime scene and Blubs and Durland insist that the Sibling Brothers are the better mystery solvers. Stanley and Stanford take that personally. Mostly Stanford. How dare they insult his detective skills?

(Btw this is just me trying to shorten what happens as much as possible with some dialogue in between, it’s not a fic. I don’t write like this I swear 😭, maybe I’ll write an actual one later)

So basically Stanford and Stanley split up during their investigation in town and Stanford runs into the Siblings and they see that Ford has one of the Journals. They instantly use flattery to gain Ford’s trust. Ford is mostly excited because he thinks they want to be his friends. They tell Stanford that the three of them can become the town’s greatest mystery team and they’ll share the credit of solving the murder of Wax Mabel.

“The three of us? What about Stanley?”

“Eh- yes, yes. Him, too. Whatever.”

“With your fascinating journal, our detective skills, and Stanley’s....Well, there won’t be a single mystery we can’t solve!”

He wishes they hadn’t seen the journal but it seemed like it was working in his favor, so what’s the harm in sharing with two fellow mystery lovers? Ford excitedly tells his twin about the alliance when they meet back up. However, Stanley is suspicious of them because just a few hours ago, they were being pretentious jerks and suddenly they’re all buddy-buddy with Ford. He tells Stanford about his suspicions in overly-confident Stanley fashion, but Stanford’s insecurity about his difficulty making friends creates a barrier. He accuses Stanley of being jealous. Which...is partly true, but THATS NOT THE POINT.

The Sibling Brothers secretly plan to steal Stanford’s Journal and use its’ secrets to solve the murder because the magicfying glass only takes them so far. The two brothers plan to take all the credit once they crack the case because they’re jerks. Who knows what other amazing things they can do with TWO of the authors Journals?

Stanley swears the Sibling brothers are up to something. He also notices how closely they hold on to that magicfying glass. They refuse to even let Ford use it. As a petty revenge scheme, Stanley steals it from them and replaces it with Stanford’s. He takes a peek through it and triumphantly tells Stanford that he KNEW that the Sibling Brothers weren’t being honest. Stanford scolds Stanley for stealing from their new friends.

“Eh...YOUR new friends. I dunno what they’re sayin most of the time.”

They follow the glass back to the wax room. *insert wax fight with stupid puns*

The Sibling jerks run back to the Shack when they realize their magicfying glass was replaced by a knock-off and are also surprised when they see the mess of wax, as well as Stanford proudly telling them that he and Stanley solved the case.

“Your stupid brother stole our magicfying glass! This one is just a fake that has “Suckers!” written in marker where the runes should be!”

Stanford tries to ease the situation, saying they can still all share credit and that the magicfying glass is actually a very useful tool! Out of frustration, they reveal the truth about their selfish plans, Stanford is shocked and hurt. Stanley is relieved that his anger was justified and now it’s even more justified and he’s even angrier.

“Give us the glass or we’ll tell EVERYONE that you did the murder! It’s our word against yours and they’ll never believe a six-fingered weirdo and your trouble making twin!”

Stanford holds Stanley back and contemplates giving it to them, but decides that throwing it in the fireplace would be much more satisfying. He’s not above sweet revenge.

“Stanley and I are used to being targets, destroying a wax figure isn’t even the worst thing we’ve ever been blamed for! So, go ahead! You’re both helpless without the magicfying glass! The wax murder will be the last case you two jerks will ever solve!”

Stanley is tearing up, he’s so proud. The Sibling Brothers shriek as the magicfying glass burns and vow to get revenge on the Pines twins. The buzz about the twins being wax murderers doesn’t last long. Turns out no one except Grauntie Mabel cared very much about the murder. Stanford apologizes to Stanley for lashing out at him, but Stanley admits he could have been less of a jerk about it. He gives Stanford something wrapped in paper and Stanford opens it to reveal the Magicfying glass, it’s burned around the edges and there is a small crack in the glass, but Stanley promises he tested it and that it’s Stanley Pines Approved.

Bonus:

Yay or nah?

I have some faith that this year I will complete it

inktober day 1: crystal

omgggg i commissioned @toorumlk to draw jily and look how beautiful they are i literally fell to my knees

so I saw a video with this audio on tik tok and a while later I went to Tumblr and found a post about the quarantined bau and then one of them playing video games and this edit came up, it would probably be more fun if there was an English version of the audio but there is not so I took the time to translate what the audio says I hope you enjoy it