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So fabulous

New REBLOG Game

Just fucking lie about the previous poster

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I love hearing about the vibes I give off cause I honestly have no idea

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I better not see any of you posting angst about them on their birthday

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“I’ll just rest my eyes” is the biggest lie you’re going straight to snorkmimimi land

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DUDE I FUCKING LOVE THIS GUY SO MUCH I FUCKING LOVE THIS GUY!!!

"ON MY OWN, I DECLARE, I DONT WANNA GO HOME!"

Wasn't gonna post this originally but I think it came out nice. so. here's a lookie at my fucked stanley au aka The guy who did it the worst anyone's done it ever that like. Maybe 2 or 3 people know about atp/lh(you guys know who u are. hi)

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Need to show this guy Macaque he would hate that guy lmao

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New REBLOG Game

Just fucking lie about the previous poster

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BIRTHDAY! BIRTHDAY! BIRTHDAY!

Wanted to do smthn for their birthday and whiteboard was the only thing I had motivation to draw on so. BIRTHDAYYYYY

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Sharing is caring?

AU where Ford attempts to get in contact with Stan a couple years into living in gravity falls. He’d rather not, but his mother has been bugging him recently about Stan, lamenting about how she lost contact with him months ago and is worried. She asks Ford multiple times to try and find his brother for her, and eventually he gives in.

But Ford isn’t about to give up the life he’s carved out for himself to go searching the whole country for his troublemaker of a brother, oh no. Ford decides to find Stan through magical means. Of course, the spell he finds for it sounds a little iffy, with sections that are worn away, but Ford is sure he has enough knowledge to fill the gaps himself and make it work. The spell should give him Stan’s exact location, and even project a snapshot of Stan’s current view into his mind like a picture.

Ford sets everything up for the spell and. It doesn’t work. He tries again, but still nothing. After pouring over the spell for a few hours, frustratedly trying to figure out where he went wrong, Ford decides to give up for the night and go to bed. He falls asleep.

And wakes up somewhere that’s very much not his home.

“Where am I?” he wonders.

“Woah! Hey! What was—?” someone says back.

Except. Ford didn’t really hear the person audibly speak, so much as he felt as though the words had been projected right into his mind, loud and clear.

“Hello?” he asks tentatively.

“Oh, man, I’ve finally cracked,” the other voice says with worry. “I’m finally hearing voices in my head! I knew I shouldn’t have done so many drugs!”

Ford blinks, except he doesn’t, because his body doesn’t seem to be obeying him. “What?”

His body jumps up, and Ford feels a jolt of panic. He didn’t tell it to move! He didn’t do that! It was just moving on its own!

“What’s going on?” he asks himself.

“You’re asking me?! You’re the random voice that just showed up in my head!” the voice cries back agitatedly.

And Ford… knows that voice. Of course he does.

The voice is mumbling to himself, “Can’t believe the crazy voice has to sound just like my brother too. Of course my brain would do that to me. Why not? Why not an internal Ford to berate me all day?”

“Stanley?” Ford gasps.

“Shut up, fake Ford,” Stan grouses.

Hands come up to grab at the sides of Ford’s head. And they only have five fingers. Normal hands.

…This isn’t Ford’s body.

“The spell,” Ford groans in realization. “It must have done this.”

Stan ignores him, in the middle of his own panic spiral. He pulls on his (their?) hair and it hurts. Ford doesn’t like that. He feels disconnected from the body (of course he does, it’s not his) but he wonders if he can…?

Ford mentally lunges forward. There’s a strange sensation, like he’s grappling with another force, one that’s too surprised to fight back, before Ford metaphorically sits himself in the driver’s seat. He untangles his (Stanley’s. Their) hands from his hair, and looks around the crummy motel room he’s (they’re) in.

“What the hell?!” Stan screams in their new shared mind space. “What did you do?! Voices shouldn’t be able to do that! Give me my body back!”

“You’re not hallucinating,” Ford tries to explain. “I’m not just a voice. Or, well, I am right now.” And he wondered what had happened to his physical body, if it was still back home laying in his bed. “It’s me. Your brother. I seem to have accidentally projected my consciousness into your body.”

“WHAT.”

And then the brothers have to road trip up to gravity falls to check on Ford’s body and hopefully find a way to fix their situation, all while sharing Stan’s body. Arguments are had, and both learn new things about each other. Ford realizes that maybe Stan isn’t doing so great. And what do you mean the mob is after you, Stan? Why does your body ache so much? Why are all your clothes so ratty?

Stan is not so enthused about his unexpected new head-mate, and needs a lot of convincing to even believe that it’s really Ford and not just a hallucination and that he’s finally gone crazy. What do you mean you cast a spell, Ford? Magic isn’t real. What do you mean you aren’t sure how to fix it? You better figure it out; this is a violation of privacy!

TLDR:

In an attempt to find Stan, Ford messes up a spell that transfers his consciousness into Stan’s body. Now they have to share that body until Ford figures out a way to undo it. Discoveries are made, arguments are had, and eventually reconciliation happens.

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posting this home-baked ms paint meme for public use :)

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ATLAS MOTH...

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nothing causes the 17 stages of grief like sculpting

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I do the opposite of gatekeeping, I’m not going to shut up until you like this thing as much as I do

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..sigh

Drew Teruki because collecting fandoms is fun

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"aroace stanford" and "he fucked that triangle" are statements that are both true in my mind

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Why are people still posting like ford was the successful twin? Like ford had everything and Stan, nothing? I thought the whole point of tbob was to make it clear that ford is as much of a failure as stan is, and has suffered as much as stan has.

For example, I don't think ford had a better childhood than Stan. Ford was a golden goose, the 'people got so greedy they killed it' kind of goose. Because he was the 'smart kid', he supported stan through school, something his parents should have been doing. Because of his drive, ford was tasked with pulling their whole family out of poverty. Because of his 'maturity', he was also the one that had to break up stan and filbrick's fights. He took on the work because he wanted to prove that being abnormal made him useful, and not just weird. That left him so open to be taken advantage of.

And bill did. He used him, used his abilities and his blind spots, so much so that he was literally trapped, puppeted, forced to work. Eventually he'd give up almost everything, sacrificing his hope of returning home in order to protect earth.

Ford had such little patience for Stan because Ford's had little autonomy in his life. He's always been burdened, coveted, controlled. Stan has always been unwanted, undervalued and abandoned. But to ford, that sounds like freedom - selfishness, irresponsibility, but freedom.

Stan has little patience for ford, because to Stan, being burdened, coveted, controlled sounds like success. He just wants to be wanted. But it was literally torture for ford, and it made him a worse person. It gave him an ego, a hero complex, a lack of self-preservation, and instinct to push people away.

I think it's clear that Stan and ford went through equal but opposite hells. And that's the whole point. They're mirror images of each other. This theme is repeated over and over again in gf. I don't think Alex can make it any clearer.

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☝️🤓

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For my first time finger drawing on ibs paint, I think this went okay