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9 months ago

Begging for some twins in time fics, please yall, I need Kid Stan and Post college ford angst, I need it 😭


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9 months ago

I could never hate Stanley Pines, i don’t care how many crimes he’s committed or the couple times he acted like a dick.

He was a kid who was never really good at anything, he was told he was a lost cause and would never achieve anything, then he got kicked out of his home because of a simple mistake (that didnt end up mattering because Ford still went to uni and got 50000 PhD’s and got rich), he had to live out of his car for 10 years and is legally not allowed to enter half of america, he went to jail and got into trouble with anybody who could ever hurt him, he had to chew his way out of the trunk of a car, he was never good at making products, he never achieved anything by being a travelling salesman.

Then he thinks his brother wants to see him again, he visits him, his brother immediately tells him to get the fuck away from him, ofcourse Stan gets mad and ford ends up going theough the portal, then Stanley, FAKES HIS OWN DEATH! HE HAS TO WITNESS ONLY 2 PEOPLE SHOWING UP TO HIS FUNERAL!!! AND HE TAKES UP THE MYSTERY SHACK AND LIVES IN A SMALL BACKWATER TOWN WITH DANGEROUS MONSTERS FOR 30 YEARS TO GET HIS BROTHER THAT HATES HIM BACK FROM WHATEVER DIMENSION HE WENT TO! HE SPENT 30 YEARS BUILDING A PORTAL HE HAD NO IDEA HOW TO BUILD, HE COULD HAVE FAKED HIS DEATH AND TOOK FORD’S FORTUNE AND DONE WHAT HE WANTED BUT INSTEAD HE STAYED BEHIND POSSIBLY WASTING HIS LIFE TO GET HIS BROTHER BACK!!!

And what does he get? He gets a punch in the face, he gets his family turning on him, he gets his brother trying to tear his niece and nephew apart, he gets the fear of almost getting kicked out by a family member once again, he gets the apocalypse, he gets a forced apology, he gets his mind erased, HE THINKS HES NEVER DONE ANYTHING WORTHWHILE IN HIS LIFE BECAUSE HE SACRAFICED HIS ENTIRE LIFE FOR PEOPLE WHO HATE HIM

Sailing the world was the least Ford could do for him, STANLEY PINES THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE YOU

Ever think about how stan’s a stingy hoarder because he had to live with nothing for so long? You ever think about how Ford was given everything he ever wanted on a silver platter while Stanley had to lick necessities off of knives? You ever think about how Ford took his whole life for granted and complained to his brother; the man who had nothing? You ever think about how much stan loves his family when their natural instinct is to hate him? You ever think about the fact that the only reason his famiky reaches out to him is because they think he’s ford? I do, i do think about these things

9 months ago

There’s a TikTok sound going round recently, it’s audio from Marie Antoinette mixed with ThĆ©rĆØse by Maya Hawke, it’s the ā€œbut you, shall be mineā€ clip, and people have been using it for Mabel and Stan (in comparison to Ford and Dipper) and Young Stan and their mother, and I can’t stop thinking about Stan attending his funeral as ford and having to sit next to his mother, realising how much she actually loved him, unlike his father.

And how she probably saw so much of Stan in ā€˜ford’ and him having to not just tell her that it’s him. Ripping my hair out and crying. I’m sorry y’all, I love ford, but Stan… like, the angst but also sweetness of it, I need y’all to bare with

(And I know that she and an IRIS agent were the only ones who attended, let me cry in peace)


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10 months ago

Cajun Dan wearing the Gambit Crop Top!

Cajun Dan Wearing The Gambit Crop Top!

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10 months ago

Heyyyy, i hope you are having a wonderful day, and if not, i hope it gets better

I saw you did a part 2 for worth it and I can't help but want a part 2 for night terror like immediately after the events (like a day or 2) the reader isn't little and comforting logan telling him it wasn't his fault and logans trying to make up for it by over compensating and maybe reader slips again cuz the pain of they're stitches or cuz they feel guilty that logan feels bad because of what he did and it just turns into pure fluff and cuddles by the end

I saw your working on other fics tp so don't feel pressure or anything I just really love your Tumblr thank youuuuuu so much šŸ’—

Heyyyy, I Hope You Are Having A Wonderful Day, And If Not, I Hope It Gets Better

Night Terrors p2

Logan (James) Howlett and fem!agere!reader

A/N:Thank you so much Anon! I hope you enjoy this work! I didn’t expect so many people to enjoy Night Terrors considering it was just an offhand idea, but I’m glad ya’ll liked it! ∩^ω^∩

I switched up the request a little bit anon, I hope you still enjoy it.

All of my oneshots will be/are written with a fem reader in mind because I write my works self indulgently, however, if it’s requested I have no qualms writing the reader GN

Unless I’m writing a romantic work, there is so age in mind for the reader, however, romantic works will be written with an over 18 reader in mind ļ¼ˆā•¹ā—”ā•¹ļ¼‰

TW: Logan stresses and feels immensely guilty, slightly description of blood, cuts and bruising.

Heyyyy, I Hope You Are Having A Wonderful Day, And If Not, I Hope It Gets Better

Logan stares blankly at the tv while you hum drowsily along to the theme tune of the cartoon playing, he clenches his fists when your squirming causes your sleep shorts to ruck up, the gauze peeks through, its dappled with blood.

He clears his throat

ā€œBee, it’s time to change your bandages.ā€

You blink up at him, smiling dopily

ā€œOkay pa.ā€

You wiggle, shifting so Logan can cut off the bandages and replace them.

He drops the first aid kit down next to you in the couch, plopping down onto a stool in front of you, you giggle at the funny picture of his hulking body dwarfing the stool underneath him.

He pushes your shorts away from the gauze, picking up a pair of scissors to cut away the bandage, his hands tremble when the metal touches your skin, blinking out of his haze when you call for him

ā€œDaddy? What’s wrong?ā€

He rubs a hand over his face

ā€œI can’t believe I let myself hurt you, I’m so sorry honeybee.ā€

he presses a multitude of kisses on your head, he’s shaken.

ā€œBut you didn mean it, you said sorry n it’s all okay nowā€

Logan blinks, thumbing gently over your kneecap, he smiles at you mournfully

ā€œNo, I didn’t mean it, thank you, sweetheart.ā€

He steadies himself, picking up the scissors to slice through the gauze, he winces at the bloody cuts, the skin around them inflamed and bruising.

He grasps your knee, before swabbing around the stitches with iodine and quickly, sturdily wrapping up your thigh, he gently pats your shin

ā€œAll done babydoll.ā€

You smile, pressing a messy kiss to his bearded cheek, you then start to wring your hands nervously

ā€œCan you decorate the bandage please?ā€

He huffs through his nose, smiling

ā€œIt’ll be coming off tomorrow, you know?ā€

You nod, stubborn

ā€œAlright bee. Where are your stickers?ā€

You point to the cabinet under the tv, where all your colouring books and pencils were stored.

His knees creak when he stands, crouching down to retrieve your stickers, he peels a pack open, grunting when he thumps back down onto his stool, you giggle as he fiddles with the stickers, struggling to peel them off of their sheet.

You smile when he gets to work, evenly spreading an amalgamation of different kitten stickers on your thigh, before finally pressing one larger, glittery one to the middle, ever gentle.

ā€œThere you go sweets.ā€

You admire his handiwork, twisting awkwardly to watch the glitter sparkle and glimmer in the light.

ā€œThank you pa!ā€

He pushes your hair away from your face, smooshing a kiss to your forehead.

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Logan carries you up the stairs after dinner, your belly full of good, home cooked food. He drops you off in the bathroom.

ā€œBrush your teeth and pee, I’ll get your pyjamas, okay?ā€

You nod, sleepy.

By the time he’s done, you’re dozing on the toilet seat, wanting to sit down after doing what he told you.

He smiles, gently lifting you again, swiping a smudge of toothpaste off of your cheek.

Logan sets you on the bed, helping you change, before he tucks you under the quilt, pressing a pacifier between your lips and giving you a peck on the cheek

ā€œSweet dreams honeybeeā€

You smile dopily, slurring out a

ā€œSee you in the mornin papa.ā€

He nods, smiling gently before moving to leave, swiftly turning around when you cry out

ā€œWhere goin?ā€

He frowns before walking back over, leaning down

ā€œI’m gonna go down stairs and watch some tv, gonna have a cigar bee.ā€

You make a coughing noise, almost like a gag

ā€œSmell grossā€

He laughs lightly

ā€œYeah, yucky, I know, I won’t be long though, I’ll be here when you wake up, sound good?ā€

You nod, turning around in the bed to watch him as he closes the door.

You melt into the sheets, knackered.

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You groan, shifting in the bed, pulling your pacifier out of your mouth, you need a glass of water.

Turning to look behind you, cautious that Logan’s behind you, not wanting to wake the man, recognising he needed his rest.

Though the beds empty, the sheets are barely ruffled, cold.

You pitter patter out of bed and down the stairs, careful to skip that one creaky step.

Huffing at the shifting lump on the couch, Logan’s scrunched up on your two seater, grunting in his sleep.

You’re miffed, no longer caring about his ā€˜rest’ in that moment you gently shake his shoulder, he startles, blinking up at you.

ā€œBee, what’s the time?ā€

You furrow your brows, not realising how ridiculous you must appear, one cat sock falling down your leg, wearing matching pyjama shorts and sleep shirt that are both adorned with kittens, one hand on your hip

ā€œLogan, What are you doing?ā€

ā€œSleeping?ā€

You narrow your eyes

ā€œOn the couch?ā€

He huffs, clearly not pleased to be explaining himself

ā€œI knocked out after I smoked my cigar, I had a glass of whiskey, I’m sorry Dollā€

You tongue over your teeth, unimpressed

ā€œIt doesn’t smell like you smoked, and we haven’t had a bottle of whiskey in the cabin for weeks, why are you really sleeping down here?ā€

He groans, part impressed and part annoyed that you managed to see through his lies so easily, Logan orients himself, unsure how to articulate himself

ā€œThe other night.. it scared me, in a way I’ve never been scared before, waking up to the bedsheets soaked in your blood, your blood caked under my nails, I’ve never felt fear like it.ā€

You soften, sitting down on the couch next to him

ā€œYou had a nightmare Logan, of horrors I couldn’t even fathom, I forgave you, about twice now actually, even though, there’s nothing for me to forgive, it was an accident, you didn’t mean it.ā€

ā€œAn accident that could have cost you your lifeā€

He bites out

ā€œBut it didn’t, I know you’re scared, you’re allowed to be scared Lo’, but I’m not, not of you, not ever.ā€

ā€œYou should beā€

He grumbles, you groan

ā€œBut I’m not! I’d rather have you in the bed, I feel safer when you’re there with me, you’re not doing me any favours by bumming it down here, I don’t need you to be self righteous Logan, I need you to forgive yourself, you cut me once, this has never happened before, I could never happen again.ā€

ā€œBut there’s a chance it will happen again!ā€

He raises his voice, you’re still not scared though, stubborn as ever, it only spurs you on

ā€œThen we can work through it! I do not want you to be down here, suffering alone, now please, come up to bed with me.ā€

He mumbles under his breath, but you elect to ignore it, considering he’s standing up, you trot over to the steps, pleased that your consistency payed off.

He lays down on the bed next to you, groaning when his head hit the pillow, you give him a look that screams ā€˜I told you so’

ā€œSave it.ā€

He grumbles, you smile, finally, at peace.

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Thank you so much for reading! Likes, requests and reblogs are much appreciated

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