TheRedUmbrellaTheory
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Both sets of Pines twins are back in Gravity Falls for a reunion however reminiscing takes a turn when they realize that Ford wasn't around for 9/11
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13 Sep 2024
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Dyslexia friendly Site Skin by ElectricAlice
Fandoms: Archive of Our Own, Fandom - Fandom
21 Feb 2022
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A clean dyslexia skin for Ao3.
I made this following the British Dyslexia Association Style Guide and then tweaked with requests and ideas dyslexic readers brought forth.
There's a guide inside on how to further tweak everything from font to size to color so that you can customize it for your needs.Dark mode available in chapter 3!
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- Part 5 of CSS code scripts for Ao3
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“Dean! What the hell?” He’s all up in Dean’s face in two seconds flat, freaking out about the bloody knife but Dean just puts his hands up and steps away.
“Sam.” He says, in as calm a voice as he can muster. “The kids not even a week old and he’s stabbing himself in the damn chest. You need to go and deal with him. I can’t.”
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- Part 2 of Season 13 Bits
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He’s not used to this, the constancy of Cas at his side 24/7, with no random potential deadly trips to Heaven, no fear that Cas will leave him and never come back. There’s no more Lucifer, Amara, and no potential end of the world. Cas is just here, he’s himself, and everything is mostly okay. In reality, Dean’s pretty sure he’s dreaming and in two seconds he’s going to wake up and a Djinn will be sucking him dry. There’s no way his luck could be this good.
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Each day of intensive healing, of careful application of potions and poultices and therapy, had made Caleb's hands more closely resemble what he remembered. Neither cleric was sure if they would ever be the same, though Veth was—as always—recklessly optimistic, promising he’d be back in fighting form in no time. Sometimes it chafed, the hope. It burned and blinded the same as any raw magic.
“Any sensation, yet?” Essek asked, voice low.
Caleb watched the salve spread over his skin and imagined it cool and smooth, faintly tingling as was typical of many of Caduceus’ blends, but...he shook his head. “Nothing,” he rasped, and tried not to let the terror behind the admission show on his face.
(It took more than just a spell to get everyone home, and planar gates are unstable at the best of times. This is the fallout.)
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25 Jan 2022