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portal guy

i think it is important to recognize the ways in which your favorite thing sucks. i think it keeps u normal

This one really popped off on Twitter …

BULLSHIT!

(click full image for better quality.plea)

Hello grabity falls tumblr.i bring gift of Stanley Pine .big fan of him (BRIGHT COLORS/ALT VERSION UNDER CUT)

Idk where this idea comes from in my head, but it’s here so I’m sharing it with you.

Stan is turned into a dinosaur instead of a cat and ends up at Gravity Falls for reasons I’m unsure of. Either because he knows Ford is there or just Gravity Falls’s natural weirdness magnet. Either way, Ford finds this unusually friendly dinosaur and decides, hey, why not!

Of course he decides to call his friend Fiddleford over to see this marvel, who then brings his whole family along.

Emma-May is having a jolly time, Tate now has a dinosaur friend due to Stan being biologically incapable of not becoming a child’s uncle-figure, and Fiddleford remains the only sane one around.

Stan is trying to tell Ford that hey, he’s actually a human! While Ford is living his chosen one dreams by being the only one his dinosaur pal likes to interact with (except for Tate, everyone likes Tate.)

Fiddleford, the only sane one here, is trying to tell Ford that he cannot keep the dinosaur who actually is not friendly in his backyard, while Ford stubbornly ignores him, already planning the backyard renovations required for a forever Dino pet.

Thank you for sharing! I love all the fun Stan transformation ideas people come up with.

The question becomes, what kind of dinosaur is Stan? Not something huge, or he'd get got by something before making it to Gravity Falls (im thinking weirdness magnetism, as there's no way Stan would know Ford could help) but distinctly dinosaur enough he can't get mistaken for anything else.

Humor tells me velociraptor, as now Fiddleford is watching in horror as Ford gets very friendly with a huge carnivorous wild animal and acting like its his little buddy, while the thing tears into hunks of meat and lets his tiny son climb all over it. Turns to Emma-May for help, but shes too busy drooling over the very real live specimen in front of her.

Ford's main character syndrome strikes again, as he is very determined to keep this dinosaur, as they have a ~Special~ bond. It listens to him and seems to understand him and he loves it!! Look at this face Fiddleford! Is this the face of a wild beast!

(Stan bares his teeth at Fiddleford, and the man backpedals so fast he leaves a trail of dust behind)

Emma-May also thinks Ford should keep the dinosaur. And let her clone it. And if he could distract it, so she could touch it?

Both of them are utterly devastated when its revealed to be Stan. Truly something up there must hate them to crush their dreams. Tate doesnt care. Tate got to ride on a real life dino, regardless if it used to be a man or not.

*places an orange just outside a fairy ring to see what comes out* science is more of an art than a science

its so windy my poor poor chickens are being blown around like dry leafs they look like this

When a fic doesn’t fit my head canons but it’s well-written

When a fic doesn’t fit my head canons but it’s well-written

Hilarious to me how there are only two instances of Stan Pines being compared to PT Barnum (at least that I'm aware of), one of them is in the character pitch, which was one of the earliest things created about the character, and the other one is on the tbob website.

And the way the whole course of his character's changed is so funny to me.

The first one is, like, lol, look at this weird and probably insane old ass charlatan

And the second one is an implication that he may canonically have PTSD

You fucked up a perfectly good con-man is what you did. Look at him. He's got PTSD!

Absolutely heart crushing scene in one of the cat Stan mini series by @dark-lord-of-awesomeness Here's the link to the mini series

Haha. AUUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHH

bath time :]

hey ao3 can you like give the extra $38k you made from this month’s funds drive to charity

follow-up to this

First post! They've been in my thoughts...

You cannot give up just yet. Get up.

priorities

*as always: do not tag ship

figure painting: dead man

One of my favorite things in GF fics is when Stan throws something Ford has said/ written about him in his face.

Like, for example, some time during their travels Stan somehow reveals that this whole time he's had this creeping thought that Ford only wants him around out of guilt or obligation. Ford is naturally taken aback by just how far from the truth it is and, more importantly, very hurt that his brother can even think that about him.

And so Stan says something along the lines of

"Am I supposed to believe that you suddenly give a shit about me now? Or is it just that I've done something worthwhile for the first time in my life? That I was useful to you?"

And Ford's immediate reaction is

"God, Stanley, why'd you even think-

-oh"

Like, the whole thing of Stan still thinking about those words that were said years ago, now when everything is fine and when Ford is actively doing everything he can to show his brother that he loves him. Meanwhile Ford never thought much about those words, never placed any importance on them and only perhaps meant them the moment when he said them, when he was angry and very tired. He didn't even really regret them because he didn't remember about them, that's how little they mattered. But they mattered to Stan, still do and haunt him every day

Just thinking about how mullet Stan would sob if he knew his future. Just the most soulful, happy tears ever. He did it. He fixed the portal. He saved his brother. He saved the *world*. He has a family and they actually love him. He's old and on adventures with his twin and has a psuedo-son that he passes his business on to. He punched a pterodactyl in the face and fought zombies and seemingly destroyed a being that was as close to a god as he could imagine.

mom said it's my turn to recontextualize prior gravity falls episodes into something sad 👓

fraud

"Well, I can always count on you for a warm welcome."

THE SCENARIO IF STANLEY DID HAVE THE COURAGE TO ASK FORD FOR HELP THAT TIME BEFORE HE GOES TO GRAVITY FALLS AND FORD IS SOMEHOW CONVINCED TO COME DOWN AND MAKE AMENDS????????????

More relativity Falls contentttt, Trying to translate the rivalry in this swap, came to the conclusion that fiddleford is just oblivious!

(and also youre too young for her but you just cant get that one to stick in your brain, can ya?)

Stan and Ford, when they were young, reveled in being identical. It was an genetically gifted, built-in prank, an innate friend, a second half of the same heart and brain. They dressed the same, acted the same, even made sure they sounded the same. The days when even their father couldn't tell them apart were counted as a success--- the ultimate joke, and they were pulling it off every week. (their mother could always tell them apart. It was uncanny; her only real psychic ability.)

Then, around seven or eight, Stan broke his glasses. Mom and dad couldn't afford a new pair, so they stopped having the same face. It got harder for him to read without them, and he stopped getting as good of grades, and got moved from the advance reading group to the average reading group in class. Ford got a nice jacket for his birthday, and suddenly they stopped dressing alike. That was OK, Stan reasoned: they still sounded the same, and were the same height, and still got up to all sorts of high-jinks together.

In middle school, they got put in a few different classes, so they couldn't fool their teachers; they had the same lunch block, though, so the lunch lady never knew what hit her! And they had the Stan o' War to work on, so they always had about the same level of sunburn.

Then Ford started to join clubs without Stan. They got different jobs in high school, and Stan got slapped with an acne curse and a propensity to forget to do his laundry that led to them looking distinctly different. Ford met friends that didn't like Stan, and Stan met friends who called Ford a nerd and lame, and Stan didn't always have it in him to call them out.

It was alright, though--- they were still twins. Stan looked at Ford and didn't see his exact mirror image, but he still saw himself--- in the brows, the nose, the mischievous gleam in his eyes, their matching sea glass bracelets Stan made them when they were 11. Ford was still unmistakably his brother, Stan reassured himself; they would always be fun-house mirrors of each other, not perfectly symmetrical but with the same roots. He told himself that when they got called to the principal's office, he told himself that when Ford stopped working on the boat so he could work on his perpetual motion machine, he told himself that when Ford said he was going away to West Coast Tech, no if, and, or but about it. They were twins.

But when Stan called out to Ford from the sidewalk, duffel laying half-abandoned by his car, he saw no mirror, no brother, and certainly no twin. The man who stood in the window--- the man who turned away from Stan instead of helping him--- no, Stan didn't recognize that man at all.

stupid

Based on the fic Abandon My Eulogy by @aroace-get-out-of-my-face

I don’t know why but this detail stuck with me for a bit. It’s like some “big shoes to fill” type stuff, idk.

There’s so many moments from this fic I want to draw, but I need to find the time first, so I decided to do a simple hour and a half doodle.