#two halves of the same whole..

[tinfoil-jones]

Jerk Ford AU: The Stan Twins

[Context: I, II, III, IX]

It cannot be understated, Jerk Ford and Stan love each other so much it's kind of pathetic. With the premise of this AU being Ford is a jerk to everyone except Stan, this isn't surprising.

Jerk Ford and Stan have a twin bond which they refer to as a "twinstinct" - they feel each others emotions, physical sensations, and inherently always know where the other one is located. Assuming, that is, they are conscious and in the same dimension. It's not a full or even split, it's 80% emotional and 20% physical. Meaning that they never get the full brunt of what the other one is feeling, and it's more geared towards their emotional state rather than their physical one.

How do they have this? There's other reasons, but mainly they inherited it from Caryn; she was a real psychic just very minor. Just like how twins run through the maternal line, so do these abilities, which is why her sons Stan and Jerk Ford have this ability, yet her great-grandchildren Mabel and Dipper do not.

The twinstinct is a big part of how Stanley can see right through his brothers abrasive personality and mean, petty attitude. This is also how Jerk Ford cannot be caught off guard by Stan's duplicity and/or lies.

But, throughout their lives the the twins have been very manipulative creative when it came to their ability to share emotion and sensation with each other.

Having opposing inherent mental illnesses (Stans depression vs Jerks anxiety) that they recognized in each other in the sense that you literally cannot lie to someone who has at least an inkling to your emotions, they were especially proactive in their younger/teen years because its not like the Pines family was known for advocating for professional mental help.

For example; just like Canon Ford, Jerk Ford absolutely despises toffee peanuts. Even with such a massive sweet tooth, he has 'standards'.

But lets say back in their high school / middle school days, Stan's having a low day and can't take himself out of the funk. Maybe he just needs a quick pick-me-up.

So you have teen Jerk Ford staring hatefully at a bag of toffee peanuts telling himself 'Do it for your brother. Do it for your brother. It'll be quick, just stop being a pansy and do it.'

And he forces the entire content of the bag into his mouth all at once, and over dramatically chews while doing his best impression of a person biting down on a block of wood while their arm gets sawed off. Stan can't literally taste it because that'd be pretty gross, but he gets that rapid fire serotonin rush because he's reminded of That Thing He Really Likes.

And it works the other way around - Stanford in school was still one of those genius gifted kids doing the most. Canonically, he was the Spelling Bee Champion, and on the Chess and Debate teams; one of the reasons the school hated him so much was because his personality sucked but they couldn't find a good enough excuse to kick him out because he was their best student.

But gifted kids often get burn out from ignoring their baseline needs for breaks, sleep, food, and social bonds. So it was not uncommon for Jerk Ford to come to their room straight from school and be up until zero dark thirty studying even when he's frustrated, tired, and pacing around the room agitated.

Even before the poetic justice he received from the Cat Dimension, and even without anemia, Jerk Ford has always ran on the colder side; that's why he was usually wearing layers. Stan, of course, usually ran hot.

Its late at night and Stan knows his brother should be sleeping, and of course Ford finished his homework hours ago but he can't sleep yet he needs to study this, this, and this-

Even though Stan knows he's going to be sweating his ass off all night, Stan piles a bunch of blankets on top of himself to hit Jerk Ford with the sensation of warmth and being weighed down. Which calms the overachieving anxiety enough to make that to mfer calm his tits and actually sleep.

Because they can't utilize the connection while they're unconscious, this is one of the few times one twin can ambush the other.

Jerk Ford, of course, is usually the one who does. He was basically just a domestic house cat in human form long before the Cat Dimension Incident, and much like a domestic housecat, 95% of the time he will reject any and all affection. And then the other 5%; not only will he want affection, but he will be extremely offended if he does not receive it instantly and without question.

-Backupsmore University circa 1970s, at one in the morning-

Stan: *sleeping in his dorm*

Jerk Ford, popping up out of fucking nowhere: Stanley..? Stanley.

Stan: Zzzzzz

Jerk Ford: *flops on top of him with his entire weight*

Stan: Zzz-! Hrrk-! Holy shit!

Jerk Ford: *doesn't say anything just spawls out*

Stan: Ford. S'not that I don't mind visits, but could ya really not knock first? My dormmate is getting real sick of ya breaking and entering.

Jerk Ford: *says nothing*

Stan: … *sighs and moves to the side to make room* Good night, Sixer.

Jerk Ford in his own dimension was already wilding with his behaviour and antics, but his bullshit really ramped up when he went through the portal and was displaced in the multiverse. Why was he lashing out so much, especially when quite a bit of it was directed at alternate versions of himself?

The twinstinct doesn't work (for the most part) when Stan and Jerk Ford aren't in the same dimension. When Bill was kicked out of Jerk Ford's mind and body by going through the portal, Jerk Ford came to and realized several things were wrong.

The very first thing he clocked in on was that he was now left alone to his own thoughts, emotions, and senses.

Just his own, after a lifetime of feeling enough for two people. After a lifetime of always knowing someone was there who he understood so thoroughly, a lifetime of having someone who always understood him on a fundamental level. A lifetime of having somebody who could see past his social anxiety and difficulty with communicating.

Losing your soul mate is bad enough. But it's even worse when the fallout feels like the equivalent of losing a limb, a sense, a whole set of sensory input and layer of reality itself.

Jerk Ford was half of a whole displaced from it's other half, and he was going to make that the multiverse's problem.

Theres a lot of things to Stan and Jerk Ford's dynamic but a big thing is why they need each other.

Jerk Ford is ambitious and always has his head in the clouds (Icarus complex). Stan is down to earth but cautious and plays things safe.

Stanley grounds Stanford, brings him back down to Earth and keeps him from melting his wings in the sun because no, flapping harder wont work.

Ford brings whimsey into Stans life, taking him out of his comfort zone and reminding him theres a big world out there to explore and he should expand his horizons.

Can they survive without each other? Of course they can. They did for thirty years.

But they dont want to.

Stan is the reason Ford never flies too close to the sun. Ford is the reason Stan looks up into the sky.

[pavloathe]

thinking about butcher's weird relationship with nicknames. people that hold a particularly special place in his life get first named; becca, lenny, hughie, ryan.

then there are the others; kessler, starlight, MM, etc... and himself. we specifically see this with his hallucinations of becca & kessler. i notice becca refers to him almost exclusively as billy, while kessler refers to him as butcher. to me, this reads as billy separating the different sides of himself. "billy" is his perception of his own goodness, while "butcher" is everything else.

and then that train of thought gets me thinking on how homelander is really one of the only people to refer to him as 'william butcher.' he sees his depravity and his humanity all in one, he sees the ways his trauma has shaped him and still recognizes his inherently human nature. he might be one of the only people on earth who really sees him for how he is.

[comatomato]

Rain of Milton Keynes ⛈️

Im sorry but after Sun of Maranello Charles how was I supposed to resist making a contrasting version for Max?

Partially inspired by THIS skyfall edit I made of Charles’ sunset lap in COTA and Max’s thunderstorm lap in Interlagos.

Check out more of my art over on Instagram! ✨

[fellhellion]

“I don’t care who you are on the outside” oh girl you know helena is rewinding the tapes tonight

[ingravinoveritas]

I've seen a lot of discussion and discourse lately about season 3 of Good Omens and whether or not Aziraphale and Crowley will/should become human. There are definitely many strong feelings around the subject and I'm not about to tell anyone that their opinion is wrong...but at the same time, I feel like there is a sense of misunderstanding around what it would mean for them to be human.

The one sentiment in particular that I keep seeing is "They could've had eternity, but if they're human they'll only get 30 or 40 years together and it's not fair." Which then makes me think of this tweet of Michael's from six years ago:

And I think the point being made here is that it's not about the amount of time that Aziraphale and Crowley will have together, but what they would do to have that time. It's saying that the one thing that surpasses eternity is finding someone who you would give up eternity for.

Eternity is predictable for Aziraphale and Crowley. It is the easy, comfortable thing to do, to continue in that safe, familiar place. To go along with what everyone thinks you should want, because that's just how things have always been. But even more importantly, because no one has ever once made you stop and realize it doesn't have to be that way.

After that happens, eventually, you have to make a choice. You've found this being, they've altered everything about your existence as you know it...and you have to decide what you want your life to be. When we talk about music, there's this idea of something being "one note"...meaning that it stays the same, forever and ever. But after a while, that note just becomes noise. It's the change that we're really listening for--the note that comes after that, and the one after that. That's what music is.

So to me, Aziraphale and Crowley becoming human is about change. It's saying that you want to be with someone not just when things are good and safe, but also when things are bad or difficult. It's wanting to see each other grow--through aging, through the passage of time--because even just a few decades of the unpredictable and facing mortality together is more valuable, more precious than any unchanging eternity.

And ultimately, it's not about what you're letting go of, but what you're holding on to: Someone worth taking that chance.

[yaboy-miz]

…ok I see why people ship shadow milk with pure vanilla now

[wish-upon-the-universe]

Mirabelle thinking the fact she can't change makes her a failure and isa thinking no matter how much he changes he's still a failure means something.

[knightofgoetia]

doomed siblings save me. save me doomed siblings.

[rainbowsmagicandshit]

[the-bitter-ocean]

Two sides of the same coin!

[hythlodaes]

glamtober day twenty five - borrowed clothes

[smile-files]

i don't really understand why people call a romantic partner their "other half" or use otherwise mirror-like language for them, because for me that seems much more like how i would refer to a twin. like, you are an inextricable part of me? without you i wouldn't exist? we are two halves of the same whole? that doesn't sound romantic to me... that sounds like the strange codependence and co-constitution between twins. something at least adjacent to familial love, as in you were always with each other and always part of each other. but of course this is in the context of my own idealized and abnormal notion of what having a twin is like

[epickiya722]

I think about how on TVTropes Sukuna got the "Archnemesis Dad" label.

[furinabakery]

thinking about Neuvifuri/Focallette in the context of the Kdrama 'Guardian'... what if, after Focalors/Furina fulfilled her duty, she got erased from the memory of everyone who ever knew her?

of course, everyone who had known her would have these terrible gaps in their memory. but who else would suffer worst of all, if not the man she was with for 400+ years? if not the man whose life she helped develop a clearer purpose? how much would Neuvillette's very foundations crumble?

[springtrappd]

I wish you tagged Vanessa separately from Vanny. I don’t care about the rabbit just the white woman inside her

if you can't handle her at her worst (trauma-induced forcefursona representing both the worst parts of her life and freest parts of herself) then you don't deserve her at her best (slouched in an armchair rocking the sluttiest butch fit possible and knocking back a can of chuhai while affectionately heckling gregory from across the room)

[martenpounce]

second attempt at a walkcycle. should the head and tail bob separately from the body? is the body's bob even timed right?

thanks to @crabhermit for the comment on the last attempt

i also referenced pixel art walkcycles here and cat walkcycle here