you know what??? mullet!Stan is the type of boyfriend who, if you ever shower together, will use every single one of ur fancy little bottles. shampoo, conditioner, body scrub, face masks, serum, etc. gosh he doesn't even know what half of them do, but he's using them!! and you cannot say a word because poor dude has been using shitty motel soap and car grease for years. let him enjoy his little spa day !!
Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking
PLEASE check out the original post by the genius @jellybeanjo and the insanely funny replies made by everyone. Genuinely one of the best gf posts ever made.
Reblogs by @jellybeanjo, @aroace-get-out-of-my-face, @coldbronzemoon and myself :D
I put together a short thing of just some random (old) miscellaneous trans stan drawings I did and tried to put them on like, letter size paper files so that you could theoretically print them out on printer paper if you wanted. I'm calling it a zine, but theres not really any extended comics or anything.
some of them I no longer had the original files for, so they'll probably print out a bit... scronked. But most of the drawings I was able to resize properly. Theyre CMYK too so hopefully the colors dont come out looking too too weird.
If it DOES come out looking weird. Consider it part of my homebrew charm.
Something that deals me psychic damage is when kid Stan is portrayed as trying to make Ford laugh all the time. Trying to distract him from every single bad thing that was going on, to protect him. I mean, they were both always defending and helping each other, but Ford was the one who needed it more, so Stan assumed the role of the protector more often than not and it stuck with him.
Of course, in some cases, like with bullies, there were simple solutions: put up enough of a fight so that they will not bother again. Other stuff is different though. Things like Ford's hands, their parents and other adults in their lives. Here they'd just have to endure it, but Stan would still try to shield him from those as much as possible. And that's achieved by being a well of positivity and hiding his own emotions.
I also feel like Ford would buy it and think that yes, Stan really is just that cheerful and uncaring about all the bad stuff, perhaps willfully ignorant. I think it would start to annoy him a bit. Cause he has always known that his brother isn't stupid, just lazy (at least that's how it looked to him). This would seem like more of that. Him avoiding responsibility and difficulty
How could Ford ignore the EPITOME of beauty, the universe's most perfect, most isoscelene (definitely a word) being?!
I WANT THIS SO BAD THIS IS SO PRETTY
Theseus’ Guide to Ruining a Perfectly Good Boat by @stump-not-found !!!
forgot to take photos of the endpaper—will do that next time i’m at home, it was so fun to figure out :) also, what a nifty fic!! can’t wait for the rest of the fic so i can do this all over again >:D
nothing to really say here :D
I headcanon that post-portal ford would try to impress you by doing really athletic stunt for really mundane tasks.
We all know he'd jump out the attic window for something as simple as getting money back from mothman
Picture evidence below:
But also I feel like he'd show off his strength by lifting heavy equipment to and from the lab without breaking a sweat. He'd be chopping wood for your fireplace even if you didn't ask him to.
He may even abandon his turtleneck to "cool off" but everyone knows he'd wear his usual coat even if there's a heatwave lol.
He'd pick you up and carry you to ned if you're being bratty and doomscrolling too much. OR if he just wants you all to himself fshsgdhsjajwjdh
Idk I just goddamn love this man
GRRRRRR no because im actually gnawing drywall over this. im feral over Ford performing feats of strength like a damn mating display. i swear, if he pulled any of that shit in front of me i’d react exactly like Dipper, screaming internally. but unlike Dipper, i would jump this man and eat his face like pizza. don’t test me
i am so weak for strong Ford its humiliating. yeah baby chop that wood. carry that weird space gun across the shack. grunt a little. wipe ur forehead. take the turtleneck off just to flex those arms and then put the coat back on because you’re still dramatic come on. id faint right there
yes, please carry me bridal style through the woods, saving me from some random dangerous anomaly shit. i’m the distressed damsel now. i’ve twisted my ankle. i need rescuing. let me hold your neck while you save me from smth dangerous
and that line “or if he just wants you all to himself” i smiled like an idiot because YES. YES. FORD POSSESSIVE. like you’re doomscrolling or ignoring him and he just decides nah. scoops you up like nothing, takes you to bed, and doesn’t even say anything at first. just kisses you because he wants to remind you who you belong to.
“you’ve been on that phone too long, sweetheart,” he mutters, already pulling your legs around his waist. “let me give you something better to focus on.”
more of the sillies :D
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