I will not fuck you, but I will fuck you up.
Happy Asexual day!!!
Prompt;
In the episode Gideon rises, when everything goes wrong. The twins are going to go home, Soos and Wendy are out of work, and Stan is losing the only people that care about him, and the chance to get his brother back.
Tw; suicidal thoughts and plans under the cut.
Stan’s in shambles. He’s lost the only people that make his stupid life worth living. He’s back to being homeless. He’s old, he doesn’t think he can go through that again. So, he plans on ending it all once the twins get on the bus to go back home. The night he plans on doing it, unfortunately, his plans get cut short when Bill shows up.
Alternatively;
Stan goes to Fiddleford.
Yada, yada, you guys do the rest. Anyway, it’s just an idea if any of you want it!
Fiddleford :) (the last one’s staying as a sketch cause I don’t like it very much.)
I know Gravity Falls has truly infected my brain because I was doing engine work on a boat this morning and all I could think was “Stanley Pines would be great at this.”
Stanley that’s as smart as his brother just hates the classroom.
Stanley with an ironclad memory.
Stanley who not just doesn't mind getting his hands dirty, but loves it.
Stanley who loves the water.
Stanley who, at fifty or fifty-five or sixty, becomes That Guy Who Knows Everything. RPMs jumping? Engine smoking? Making a clunking, misfiring noise? Yeah, he heard that same noise back in '82, put the spark plug covers back in wrong, everyone makes that mistake at least once. Whether you need a screwdriver or a beer or life advice, he's got your back, even if he teases you for a while.
Stanley is good at what he puts his mind to, he just wasn't allowed to try in the ways he wanted as a child.
hey whats up guys @castielrisingabove's tags on this post absolutely obliterated me. so i drew them and now they get to obliterate you too. enjoy
Chapter 2 of my fic is here!!
Me :)
Eclipse!! :D
Don’t really like some of them, but here! (Last one is a WIP)
Just reposting this to use at some point.
You and your friends, age ten, meet your adult selves from fifteen years in the future. Some are surprised, others are delighted, but you… you’re afraid of this person. “What… happened to us?”