I Am Ford In This, Clearly. Although I Headcanon That Stans Sleep Schedule Is Also Terrible.

I am Ford in this, clearly. Although I headcanon that Stan’s sleep schedule is also terrible.

don’t know if this fits at all with the Pines but the quotes seemed funny enough to me ┐(´ー｀)┌

Dear Stan…

Some art for @forduary Week 2: College

This is inspired by the AO3 fanfiction by Tiedyed Trickster, Dear Stan, which is a what-if wherein Stan and Ford don’t have a falling-out, Ford gets to go to WCT, and the twins work together to help Stan get enrolled at Backups Tech where he studies mechanical engineering. It’s very slice-of-life, and the story is told via two forms of narrative and excerpts from letters the brothers exchange during the fall and spring semesters. 

If you haven’t read this fic, I recommend you do

(p.s. I gave Stan his godawful mullet because A. I cannot do his slicked back style to save my life, and B. i headcannon that after he starts taking his studies seriously at BT, he starts to develop his own kinda studying-induced tunnel vision. He remembers to eat and shower and crud, but things that’ll take longer than half an hour is put to the wayside. It annoys his roommate to no end.)

In a less angsty scene, Ford is scoffing at the advice Stan is giving out about dating, so Dipper turns and asks him for dating advice instead and Ford gets really red and awkward and avoids the question until he whispers to himself (but without moving at all so Dipper hears all of it) “I haven’t talked to a human woman in over 35 years.” And Dipper kind of edges away and goes back to Stan and they keep talking.

In my AU, where Stan finished out high school, went to college, and got multiple doctorates out of pure spite that applies to both of them.

Ford: I put the STAN in STrANge.

Stan: I thought you put the Doctor in Strange?

Ford: I don’t understand that reference

Stan: No, that’s Captain America

About his mind. 

After Mabel&Dipper finally knew about Ford. There’re traces, little clues here and there. But Ford’s absence in Stan’s mind is still…

Lost Day Hour (ロストデイアワー) Translation

As always, my Japanese is not very good. Please take translations with a grain of salt and note they may be incorrect .

Lost Day Hour ロストデイアワー

Saying “let’s play again, okay?” I waved my hands They disappear in small groups

I see those blurring small shadows off While humming a tune

With the evening glow of the sunset on my back, Vaguely, my thoughts are of you

Recently, I’ve been wondering what I should do That’s right And wondering what we’ll talk about next time we meet

Ah, thinking about it, I’ve walked and come such a long way

Ah, even if I try thinking about it, The road hasn’t changed at all since yesterday

Geez, have I already become an adult? While still not understanding, another day comes to a close

Putting my hopes and even ideals on hold, Today, again, I think about what tonight’s dinner will be

The telephone poles are dyed orange In visibly alternating patterns

The simple-minded us of that day Raised our eyes to the same scenery

While singing of the lightly scorching sunset I carry bags from the convenience store

These repeating day-to-days will someday be uncoolly laughed at, huh?

Ah, even if mistakes are being made, The clock won’t turn back

Ah, when you realize it, The time and years will pile on

Sigh, even though I’ve already become an adult Nothing but stupid things come to mind

Hope and even ideals, even though I can’t find them Why? For some reason I don’t dislike it

Isn’t it such a strange thing? That even though I’ve become an adult, you are still my “friend”

Naturally and ordinarily, I think those things That’s right “It’s been a while” - let’s say that on the phone

Today, let’s laugh together like kids