"Who Are You?!"

"Who are you?!"

"I am the doctor!"

Time Lord Stanford anyone? Seriously how come I haven't ever seen anyone draw this idiot as a Doctor Who yet LOLOLOLOL

Yeah this is the one I'll use for my Ford askblog cuz why not

Imagine asking Stanford for another kid during a late night while the triplets are asleep. You were both cuddling on the couch watching a movie and a blanket was draped around you as you remained in your lover's arms. Some cliche sci-fi movie danced across the glass as the volume remained low to not disturb the rest of your family.

Ford couldn't help but notice something was partially off, you stared at the TV screen but weren't focused at all on what it even showed. Actually... now that he thought about it- you seemed pretty distracted all throughout the day; not just now.

"A penny for your thoughts my dear?"

You turned to Stanford with a small giggle, resting your head over his chest with a contented sigh. His heartbeat was the most relaxing sound you'd ever heard, oftentimes falling asleep to it's rhythm or whenever Ford would card his hands through your hair. You swore this man absolutely knew just how to pull miracles with his hands.

"Mhm... just when I thought our three little tykes wouldn't ever fall asleep they're out like a light. Sound familiar?"

Ford raised an eyebrow at you amused while one of his hands absentmindedly rubbed your back. It was like he was legitimately trying to put you to sleep or something, you were just too stubborn to and forced your eyes to stay open and look at him.

"Yeah, I think we did quite well." "We should have another."

It took less than a second for your words to have taken effect. Imagine just how red Ford's face immediately got, the heartbeat you were listening to picking up and thumping wildly in his chest as well to reflect his embarrassment. You didn't know why you suddenly felt so bold tonight, it might've been your brain being half-awake in the moment.

Stanford attempted to reply but all that came out from his lips were incoherent words and random stuttering as his mind struggled to catch up. You shifted your position slightly to start kissing his neck and he couldn't help but laugh, not just because it felt ticklish but also because he was generally just pretty amused.

"Another?! Are you trying to seduce me?"

Ford didn't know how to properly face the fact that you looked absolutely stunning like this, the glow of the TV outlining you like an angel in his arms. He was already in knots from the fact you were in one of his pajama shirts, he was currently wearing the matching bottoms. It was just straight sin that you also looked at him like a sleepy but stupidly sexy siren.

He couldn't help himself at that point, raising a hand to cup your face, eyes swimming in adoration. You leaned into his palm and hummed contentedly.

Both of you had been married for a couple years now, yet it always felt like just yesterday he was at the altar watching you stride down the aisle. Ford didn't know how much of a lucky sonofagun he had to be for you to pick him of all people.

"Look... I know I'm not entirely like I used to be, not as thin or pretty-"

The mention of your name spilling from his lips cut that sentence short, he didn't allow you to finish speaking, much less hold on to that thought.

"Oh my dear, you couldn't be more wrong. You're more beautiful than ever."

By now, Ford had gently guided you back to lay against the couch. His warm hands caressing your body, exploring, admiring like one would for an exquisite art piece. Thing is, to him you weren't even that. It was beneath you.

"Your strong hips and thighs, your smooth luscious curvesㅡ"

To Stanford, you were much more, downright priceless and incomparable to any worldly possession he could think of. He used to think he was married to his research, dedicated to no one and nothing but the pursuit of academic excellence.

Then you walked into his life, and consequently threw that notion upside down and inside out.

"And these!" "Stanford!"

You couldn't help but joyously squeal when he suddenly nuzzled your chest, you could practically hear the smug smirk in his tone. He was still a very reserved and shy man, you knew that muchㅡ but in the confines and privacy of your shared home?

Ford was so lovably arrogant that most days you can't help but knock him down a couple pegs. It was because of you after all that his head didn't get too large. The man really didn't know where he'd be without you at his side, but in the moment he didn't want to think about it.

He didn't want to think at all really.

"Yes, let's have another."

He mumbled against your lips, pulling you in for another sensual kiss as his hands cradled your face. Your fingers carding through his hair. What either of you would give to make this night last forever, to have this moment last forever.

Just a slice of peace where the both of you could remain for as long as you're able. What wouldn't you give for that?

"Let's have as many as you want."

You felt pampered in Ford's embrace, drowned in his affection that you knew was yours and yours alone. The love he felt towards the triplets was something else entirely.

A small smile worked it's way up to your lips while you both exchanged soft kisses, there was no haste or need to rush. The both of you could simply be happy right here, right now, together.

Suddenly, a loud wail rang out from the upstairs of the cabin. Followed by two more loud cries from three certain troublemakers. You let out an exasperated noise and nuzzled into Stanford's neck as he chuckled at the timing of it all.

"Or... we could just practice."

Okay I might not be over the top delulu with this- but I don't really see much modern AUs though but that might be just me LOL

Also, they're supposedly childhood friends in this AU, hence why they'll have similar chemistry to the grand tour trio. Also we get smart Stanley because FUCK IT IT'S FUNNY- brother has so much EQ give him some IQ it's funny.

I love them and frankly the idea of Stan randomly going: "L bozo + ratio get clowned on" while dabbing is so brainrot I cannot stop laughing when I think of it

The biggest reason why Stan and Ford don't bother looking much different on most days is soley to mess with their professors, Ford barely sleeps so there are instances he's late to class or straight up absent. Why his record is impeccable is thanks to Stan filling in for him during attendance and the professor not really giving a shit to double check HAHAHAHA-

Also yes, Fidds is older than them by a year because he is in fact their senior in this AU! They just share some classes because some general subjects are already thrown around and these three are already irregulars thanks to how advanced they are anyway.

Do I keep shitposting about this AU- LMFAO feed me ideas if yall wanna see more from this slice of insanity

I like this goose! May I pet you?

*Gives bread* heyooo :D

*the goose takes the bread and honks at you* 🪿

Are we cooking are we cooking chat are we cooking I feel like I'm cooked not cooking LOL

Seriously practicing anatomy and shit with Fordsy and picking the ones I even barely like- also idc I'm perpetually putting him in a suit for my AU if Stanley has a damn suit I'm giving Ford a fucking 3 piece PLS HAHAHAHAH—

Seriously debating on writing up a secret spy service AU for these guys, idk if anyone's already done it though and I don't want to impose.

Also, gonna debut my AU ford blog in a bit once this doodle board is finished with colors. Go bother him if you're bored I guess HAHAHAHA-

Still waiting for the timer on the other poll to tick down before I post the Strip challenge thing, I also lowkey fear what to expect from it but ya know what we BALL-

Just to add onto this, it might also have something to do with the parents. Filbrick and Karyn act very similarly to my parents and relatives, one who worships money as their god and the other just trying to mediate/get by.

My parents and relatives always saw me as gifted compared to my brother because I was the family's Jack of All trades. I could write, draw, sing, dance, while balancing every aspect of STEM and academics with no issue. My brother exceled in Business, economics, math anything that had to do with numbers. Plus, he could actually talk himself out of any freaking situation. My people skills are shit by the way, I keep my head in the books all the time.

Even if my brother couldn't draw to save his life, now that I'm older I know why he related to Stan so much when I thought it was silly at the time(we binged the show like crazy when we were younger, it was also among the couple things we'd rarely 100% agree on).

So I was labeled as the gifted special one, he was always painted as the useless good-for-nothing. I remember we had a fight too that to everyone else he was just: "Matrix' younger brother". He felt like he didn't have his own identity.

It's funny how if anything at all I just look at the Stan Twins and say: Wow Alex, thanks for the FREAKING CALLOUT I CAN FEEL THIS IN MY BONES.

But yeah, it might be a tiny window to the whole family dynamic since the siblings have to come from somewhere. Like what Filbrick and Karyn did to Stan and Ford, my parents compared my brother and I at every beck and turn. It just so happens the more arrogant one, the "special" one took it as an offensive challenge and the one already used to being down in the dirt just laid there taking everything.

Ever since my brother and I split schools, we'd thrived. His peers don't know I exist and hence don't compare him to anyone and I don't talk about my brother unless I need to. It's how I realized that as harsh as Stan and Ford's separation was- it's kinda needed. The "being your own person" thing is really really freakishly difficult for some siblings and all the more when you share the same FACE. But yeah, like you said, different people, different environments, different experiences.

But yeah, it's why I can relate to them and I think it's probably really fortunate that you don't @leopardusk haha!

Just something I'd like to say about the Stan twins among other things I've seen here on tumblr and everywhere else. Also because I'm genuinely confused why this is even a thing. I don't really see the point in why people have to look at characters and say: good/bad, nuances exist and morality is mostly grey haha.

One of the reasons why I chose to write for Ford isn't really because I don't think he's a bad person, au contraire I know he's done really shitty things but I don't think he's bad. That would be an oversimplification.

If I had to be completely open about it, his situation is actually pretty similar to mine aside from the fact his sibling is a twin. My brother is two years younger than me.

But still, shit happens. Cornered by everyone and everything, one is labeled as gifted and special while the other is seen as stupid and useless, then the split between family and aspiration.

Granted, I've never made a deal with a demonic piece of geometry and I've gone through a different set of circumstances in a completely different time frame– but still. I get where his arrogance comes from and I get how being outcasted can make you prone to doing a lot of shitty things to chase validation.

God forbid someone comes to you and strokes your ego to death, that's the easiest way to manipulate someone with the picture of self-confidence and it's made of glass.

I can't say that what happened to me was a fortunate occurrence, but I was severely humbled at a young age and it's probably why I turned out differently. Ford never really did, he clung onto the idea of being special and being a coveted rarity.

Point is, I can kind of see where he's coming from and a lot of his fights with Stan I also kind of understand. I'm not condoning his actions, especially because I've had legendary fights with my brother before and remembering them all makes me feel like shit because there are things I've done I can never bring myself to forgive– but it's why I can understand why shit unfolded the way it did.

I'm not even going to go into grudges because I've held a grudge over someone for 12 years so I can also get why Ford would end up doing that for fucking 30– but yeah. I don't think either twin is really right or wrong. Stan got dealt a bad hand like my brother, and Ford got shoved into the limelight like me. I can understand the both of them well.

Also to those who wonder why Stan would even forgive Ford, I don't know what else to say other than it might be a sibling thing. I used to fight with my brother simply because he'd excel better in some of the things I do. I'd purposefully work harder to overshadow him and he knew. He would let me succeed and even rub it in his face because he saw that it made me happy.

Even after all this time he doesn't hold it against me so that's something I'm eternally grateful for. But yeah, he cared that much when all I did was be selfish. I still think it depends on some siblings but yeah, for these two they hit close to home just for doing what they do.

Not to mention, my brother's also had his moments where it looks like he's destroyed my things/projects on the sole reason that he thinks it's taking me away from him. That it's taking his best friend away from him.

One of those times was when I was creating a painting for a competition years ago, he got mad I spent so much time on it and accidentally knocked over the water container and it spilled all over my work. The painting was effectively ruined and I blew up at him for it.

Sound familiar?

Where Stan played off his destruction, my brother kept apologizing and owning up to his fuck-up. Where Ford refused to listen, I eventually just compromised with my brother and told him to help me create the new painting.

That painting didn't win any prizes but still ended up being exhibited, I'd show a picture of it with my brother and I next to it if I didn't like keeping my irl family private online.

Ford also being kind of unable to move on/deal with himself is something I do to detriment. It takes a lot to deal with that, much more overcome it.

Things change, time passes, circumstances shift. But yeah, this is just my two cents on it and kind of a window to why I also write Ford and Stan the way I do.